[59] highly recommended, is this sweet metropolis

[buildstherobots]

[Phone]

Ugh, I feel like this is all I do anymore...

Newcomers. Doubtless you've heard the basics of where you've found yourself already, from your so-called "family" or otherwise. Dist the Rose is here to give you a more in-depth explanation; that is, a letter that I myself have been so generous as to compose for you. I'm giving one out to

Comments

B

[greatestmanll40]

[Lex walks toward the driveway, observing Dist working.]

Dist, do you have some time?

I wish to make a proposal to you concerning our genius.

B

[buildstherobots]

Lex?

Yes, I have time, and I'm always interested in ways to better utilize my intellect.

B

[greatestmanll40]

Well, simply put, I was talking with Armstrong and I believe through collaboration we could accomplish more than we could individually.

Re: B

[buildstherobots]

Armstrong? Olivier?

[He looks incredulous.]

Have you told her this?

A

[backinblackcity]

[The promise of information called Hilda into the library in the morning, peering through shelves to try and find the man who offered a letter containing information. It wasn't long before she turned a corner and found him.]

Hello. Are you Dist?

A

[buildstherobots]

Naturally. And you? I assume you've come for a letter?

[backinblackcity]

Yes! I'm Hilda. It's nice to meet you.

[buildstherobots]

Charmed.

[He says it in a distracted way, though, reaching into the inner pocket of his coat to pull out the folded sheets of paper, which he then hands over.]

Are you here alone?

B

[hontobakabaka]

[Ruri stops and watches Dist for a bit]

"Do you need some help with that?"

B

[buildstherobots]

I don't think so, no... I have to be subtle when I'm here.

[He'd much rather just peel through every single book in succession, but, well, Mayfield has taught him to watch his steps, an amazing feat that could really only be accomplished with six deaths and countless injuries.]

[hontobakabaka]

"Well... I have analysis equipment at my home if you decide you want someone to look at it later."

[She shrugs a bit]

A

[cuttlefidget]

[Library! Daniel's been meaning to visit before now, and now he has a reason. He eventually finds Dist and waves awkwardly to get his attention.]

U-um, Dist? I know you already gave me a c-copy, but I was w-wondering if you'd added anything a-and, um, if you have, if I could, um. S-scan it into my computablet?

[Which he just got back in the mail, donchaknow!]

J-just to, um. Have it somewhere safe.

Re: A

[buildstherobots]

[Daniel will you ever stop being constantly nervous?

No?

Okay, then.

Dist grins a bit and pulls out one of the letters.]

It has been updated, yes, and I have more copies than I know what to do with, so I imagine it's safe enough. If you want to make a digital copy, though, I don't suppose I'll stop you.

[Yep, they have both computers and carrier pigeons back home. Auldrant tech is weird.]

a.

[desolavi]

[ after having briefly looked around the library, searching for this guy who supposedly has some sort of letter. ] -- hey. Do you know if there's some guy here who's giving out letters?

Re: a.

[buildstherobots]

...That would be me, thank you very much!

[desolavi]

Ah. [ eh, not worth apologizing over. ] Hi.

[buildstherobots]

...Hello. What do you want?