[Time moves ever onward and their own expedition draws ever closer. Sometimes Gustave finds himself unable to focus on the other aspects of his life with that knowledge hanging over his head. And every time he walks the streets and glimpses that 34 emblazoned on the distant monolith, he doesn't know how to focus on anything else. But neither can he simply ignore Maelle when she seems to really only trust him. Or abandon his apprentices when he needs to pass down all his knowledge so they have a chance of a future, even if it seems they'll fast outpace him.
Even so, after putting in his obligatory hours, Gustave finds himself at the academy's library. There isn't anything in particular he wants to study today, but maybe being here will inspire him for...something.
Instead, he finds Lune on the floor, having just been unsuccessfully scolded for her frustration. Gustave smiles to himself and leans against a nearby table, crossing his arms over his chest.]
If they manage to kick you out, can I watch?
[Not that he thinks they actually will, or that he actually would sit by, but maybe it will get Lune to divert some of her annoyances and help her focus.]
[Gustave gets his own squinting side-eye look at first, but thankfully he knows her well enough that a question about what she's researching is enough to redirect her attention.]
... The landing site of Expedition Zero. I know the exact spot isn't in any of the journals, but if I manage to triangulate the information we do have, I can find it.
[And given that Expedition Zero is one of the very few that had people who came back to tell the tale of what they found... But it's in fragments, scattered over many journals, and of course she's lost the precise one that she needs right now.]
[Ooh, he knows that look. He also knows better than to push his luck more than once when Lune's in this kind of mood. But she hasn't told him to go away, so Gustave takes that as enough of an invitation to join her on the floor, careful not to sit on any of the journals or disrupt whatever system she has going.]
You really think you can narrow it down?
[Then again, if anyone can do it, Gustave is sure Lune is that person. She's so driven and has been as long as he's known her, almost to a frightening degree. But at the same time, he's glad she'll be on the expedition when they do set off down the line. They can only benefit from having one of the brightest minds in Lumiere among their number.
Unless she can't find what she actually needs. Hadn't she been muttering about being unable to find something when he wandered by?]
Anything I can do to help? A fresh pair of eyes can do wonders, I've always found.
[As always, the critical element here is time, always fleeting, never enough. But she works fast, and she knows her research is solid. Just look at what Gustave was able to do with the Lumina converter from her findings.]
Of course, then I'll need to convince Alan it's the right choice. But first, I need to bring him solid data, or else it won't work.
[She sighs and puts down the book she was exploring. He is not wrong, maybe someone less immersed than she is will have fresher ideas and Gustave is, after all, their resident expert on expedition history.]
I'm looking for anything from around that time that has a description of terrain. Looking for commonalities. I've even found a few mentions of coordinates, but not precise enough to be sure they are talking of the right place.
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Date: 2025-05-22 02:15 am (UTC)Even so, after putting in his obligatory hours, Gustave finds himself at the academy's library. There isn't anything in particular he wants to study today, but maybe being here will inspire him for...something.
Instead, he finds Lune on the floor, having just been unsuccessfully scolded for her frustration. Gustave smiles to himself and leans against a nearby table, crossing his arms over his chest.]
If they manage to kick you out, can I watch?
[Not that he thinks they actually will, or that he actually would sit by, but maybe it will get Lune to divert some of her annoyances and help her focus.]
What are you looking for?
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Date: 2025-05-22 06:28 pm (UTC)... The landing site of Expedition Zero. I know the exact spot isn't in any of the journals, but if I manage to triangulate the information we do have, I can find it.
[And given that Expedition Zero is one of the very few that had people who came back to tell the tale of what they found... But it's in fragments, scattered over many journals, and of course she's lost the precise one that she needs right now.]
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Date: 2025-05-29 04:08 am (UTC)You really think you can narrow it down?
[Then again, if anyone can do it, Gustave is sure Lune is that person. She's so driven and has been as long as he's known her, almost to a frightening degree. But at the same time, he's glad she'll be on the expedition when they do set off down the line. They can only benefit from having one of the brightest minds in Lumiere among their number.
Unless she can't find what she actually needs. Hadn't she been muttering about being unable to find something when he wandered by?]
Anything I can do to help? A fresh pair of eyes can do wonders, I've always found.
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Date: 2025-05-30 02:34 pm (UTC)[As always, the critical element here is time, always fleeting, never enough. But she works fast, and she knows her research is solid. Just look at what Gustave was able to do with the Lumina converter from her findings.]
Of course, then I'll need to convince Alan it's the right choice. But first, I need to bring him solid data, or else it won't work.
[She sighs and puts down the book she was exploring. He is not wrong, maybe someone less immersed than she is will have fresher ideas and Gustave is, after all, their resident expert on expedition history.]
I'm looking for anything from around that time that has a description of terrain. Looking for commonalities. I've even found a few mentions of coordinates, but not precise enough to be sure they are talking of the right place.