061 ± [visual / location: the black friar] done with all the circlin' round

[aintnoconvict]

"All right, I'll try and make this quick:"

Glitch? Getting to the point in a reasonable amount of time? Is it possible?

"For those who don't know me: my name's Glitch, I'm that guy who's been here since forever and kinda know the most about all the...stuff that goes on here. Sorta."

No, no it is not.

"Anyway, ah...I've been studying the lighthouse and found some peculiarities with the light-beam thingy which I wanna discuss with everyone. Or most of you, if you can make it. Plus there was that whole hanging out and having drinks thing which I mentioned before all the stuff north of the river happened-- hey we can talk about that too."

Yeah he is taking notes now, all frowny and confuzzled.

"Right! Unless you've got something drastic going on, let's meet at the Black Friar after sundown for the...sunlight-avoidant. First round of drinks is on me. See you later."


ooc: Gathering of the citizens! This is a mingle log so tag in, tag each other, frolic away. I will be adding a tag of Glitch discussing his Very Scientific Observations and there will e a Q&A to follow which I hope will e full of threadjacking. And here havesome pub details. Go go go!

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[video]

[infinitelystranger]

Sherlock's image frowns on the other side of the transmission. There is no intentional rudeness per se in his tone, nor mockery--he remains about as interested in the drama going on in the room on Glitch's end of the line as he was in socializing in the first place. When he replies he sounds as cool and critical as he ever is when speaking of a matter he takes seriously, but no more convinced. "'They rarely if ever do things for no reason,'" he repeats back to Glitch. "Have we been living in the same Taxon?"

[video]

[aintnoconvict]

Glitch is very tempted to tell Mayland to kindly knock his tablet face-down but he resists, and then he nods, and he focuses all his attention on the little screen.

"I believe we have," he says, his own tone trudging sloppily between diplomatic and weary. "Though unlike you I remember when a few Extras getting a cold escalated into the city being overrun with zombies. And the time ghost sightings led us into getting trapped in our worst nightmares. And when we started out with some tablet interference and ended up with the life support system being shut down."

He stops and looks around the room, not sure how much attention he's got, or if his point is getting across, or if they're all here for the free booze and the raving lunatic floor show.

"Yes, fine, things happen for no reason: the singing, the island vacation-- hell, we never did get an explanation for the zombies. But sometimes there are signs, and I don't know about the rest of you but when there's literally a giant flashing beacon pointing at something I want to find out why."

[video]

[infinitelystranger]

The detective leans back in his chair while Glitch talks, absorbing the details: trapped in our worst nightmares, life support system. If he notices Glitch's irritation at all he gives no sign of it.

He does, of course--he notices everything. Noticing is what he's best trained to do in all the world. It just falls under the same heading as many other incoming bits of information, like Johannes Cabal's drunken commentary and Long's sour mood. It doesn't concern him. "Has anyone tried flying out there?" he asks. "Madelyne in her plane? Is it pointing at something beyond the navigable boundaries of Taxon proper?"

[location]

[smecker]

Paul is listening, to be sure, from where he's sitting with his back to the bar and his elbows on it. At the question of flying, he raises the hand holding his coffee cup.

"I checked out the city borders after the reorganization: used to be you could walk forever and not get anywhere. Now when I try the edges, I get dizzy, lightheaded. It seems like it'd be a bad idea to see if the same thing holds true while flying over water."