★ EXPLORATION OF A NEW WORLD ★

[modaphor]

[Following a productive — (productive? convincing it to to a brief stint identifying as a redheaded catgirl probably constitutes being productive, sure) — first meeting with Arche, the assembled members of the Agency are now left largely to their own devices, a little bit older and a little bit wiser, and in all likelihood probably a fair amount more confused than they were before.

After interacting with Arche, the flickering lights have all but ceased, presumably because Arche has proceeded to start...working on that, intent on doing what she can to make the facility a little more pleasant and liveable than it was before.

Following the various discussions, at least one thing seems apparent: the resident AI is having some memory loss, and is currently hard at work attempting to remedy that by searching for its missing memory cores in...well, however it is that AIs do that sort of thing, it's complicated and she probably wouldn't bore you with the specifics even if you asked.

So. That leaves a facility at your fingertips, and about eleven other people that you're apparently going to be dorm-mates with for at least the foreseeable future. Good luck with that?]

THURSDAY | FRIDAY | SATURDAY

[OOC: And here is your last log for the week; as of now we're switching over to weekly sub-headered logs like this until investigations begin next week. For the time being, if you want to talk to Arche during the week, please use the top-level comment provided and specify the circumstances in your tag if need be!

Arche's information will be updated shortly to reflect the new changes she's undergone!]

Comments

[immortowls]

[ ow ]

All right, let's go do that then.

[liven]

Yes, yes. Lead the way. Have you been getting yourself attached to all these.........

[ she was gonna say humans, but that's not entirely accurate in some cases... ]

.....people?

[immortowls]

[ LEADS THE WAY like clear across the building ]

Why, have you?

[liven]

When have I ever had that sort of trouble?

[ That would be a no. They're fine enough company in some cases, she supposes. But none of them will stop her quest. ]

[immortowls]

[ Fair enough. Though even Kouichi's attachment to anyone at home sure wouldn't stop him from anything, either.

All right, now they're at the door. Does Shijima want to just stand on Kouichi's spine or get a piggyback ride on his shoulders, or what. ]

[liven]

[ She'll wait for him to boost her up onto his shoulders, holding up her arms. It's lucky she's so tiny. Once settled, she'll just...

Well, peer inside the room, cat-eyes flashing gold. ]

[modaphor]

[The relatively small window doesn't provide much room to maneuver around and sweep the whole room from different angles, but she can see a little bit in there. The surrounding light from the hallway is reflecting a fair amount of glare off of the glass, though — is she doing something to mitigate that like cupping her hands over her eyes, or just looking in unassisted?]

[liven]

[ She's cupping her hands and getting right up against the glass. ]

[modaphor]

[Perfect! Between the lack of glare and her cat eyes, she's able to make out a fair amount more than the casual viewer.

Along with the big chair, desk, and two smaller chairs, it's apparent to her that there are a handful of items all set along one edge of the desk. From the way they're arranged, it looks as though they might have fallen at some point, and then were picked up and put back on the desk without much regard for where they would've been previously.

There also seems to be at least one set of shelves, and though it's difficult to make out, it seems as though the carpet is discolored in places.]

[liven]

[ Well, those stains are potentially ominous. Can she make out what any of those items on the desk are, if she squints? ]

[modaphor]

[It looks like there might be some pens, something roundish that might be a paperweight, and other odds and ends of that nature.]

[liven]

[ Can she see anything on those shelves? ]

[modaphor]

[She can make out some curved shapes and stacked piles that are probably books or journals of some variety! Probably pretty natural for an office.]