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Wisdom begins in Wonder
She headed toward what looked to be a large building akin to something from back home, It was both an impressive and slightly comforting sight.
She scanned the area with her eyes, ears and other senses. Trying to make sure she was in the right place as she headed toward the stone steps. As well as keeping her eyes open for any hint or sign of her missing friend or any one who might know more about the nexus or other things of necessity and importance. Another part of her wondered if they might have a snack bar or vending machine that took the money she had on her as her tummy rumbled softly as she neared the large doors.
She wondered if there were a place for missing posters, and looked around for one as she cautiously looked around after poking her head in, looking for a desk of some sort. "Ahem, excuse me, but I was wondering if there was a form or something to apply for a library card? " She half asks a bit rambly and nervous all of a sudden. She wasn't exactly sure why but she was worried for Sherlock and was in need of some information and uncertain about where and when to get things in this ever shifting environment.
She scanned the area with her eyes, ears and other senses. Trying to make sure she was in the right place as she headed toward the stone steps. As well as keeping her eyes open for any hint or sign of her missing friend or any one who might know more about the nexus or other things of necessity and importance. Another part of her wondered if they might have a snack bar or vending machine that took the money she had on her as her tummy rumbled softly as she neared the large doors.
She wondered if there were a place for missing posters, and looked around for one as she cautiously looked around after poking her head in, looking for a desk of some sort. "Ahem, excuse me, but I was wondering if there was a form or something to apply for a library card? " She half asks a bit rambly and nervous all of a sudden. She wasn't exactly sure why but she was worried for Sherlock and was in need of some information and uncertain about where and when to get things in this ever shifting environment.
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She sets the stack of books -- ones about ship engines, based on the titles -- on the information desk. Whatever she was planning to do with them, it can wait.
Gesturing for the other woman to follow her, she turns the corner, and sure enough, there is a computer terminal available. The screen is a pale blue, easy on the eyes, with a dialog box in the middle requesting a library card number and password. "Have a seat," Adia offers, before pointing to a small link below the box. New user? Click here! it says. "If you click that, it'll take you to a screen that lets you make an account."
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She does so padding alongside a little step behind though and tries to match her strides. "Thank ya." She replies automatically before doing so softly. And looking and watching her movements keenly and with a little eager look and excited wiggle. "Oh, right thank you again. " She murmurs and moves her right hand toward the mouse.
She was a lefty but she'd trained her hand to at least handle a mouse when nessacry. Click click.
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The screen prompts her to type in her name and contact information. There are a lot of options for the latter: Nexus address, off-world address, email, cell phone, or PINpoint number. There is a Terms and Conditions box about the library rules and fines accrued for lost materials, but it's not any more bureaucratic than any other library.
Adia hovers nearby in case she needs any help. Her enthusiasm reminds her of how Adia felt when she first got a library card of her own. It makes her smile, easing some of the tiredness out of her expression. She has already had a long day at the library, from the looks of it. Helping out someone else is a good break from her own research.
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She blinks and reads everything carefully. Putting Mrs. Ashlynn Aalish SinClair, her email cell number. Which speaking of which she half subtly scans the area for any plugs near the other computers that could fit her older charger. "Um, what's a pinpoint number?" She asks softly she could of sworn she heard others talking of such.
She'd been meaning to look into those devices some of the others seemed to have. She knew it had something to do with travel and the doors. Trying to recall things.
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"Hmm?" She peers at the screen, curious what prompted the question. "Oh, you can leave that blank if you don't have one. PINpoints are like little teleportation devices. There's a vending machine in the Plaza that dispenses them, it's what some of use to travel here from other universes. Instead of using a portal, you know?"
She gives Ash a curious look. "Are you new to the Nexus? How do you get around?"
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"Ah I see. " She remembers coming through a door a while back, she'd been following what clues and notes her dear friend had left behind.
"Ah, semi. " She murmurs, as she wonders how much to tell her. The lady didn't have love for that fellow who shared Sherlock's face. Not that she blamed her. But she hadn't reacted to the address she put in for StoryBrooke, Maine. But could she trust her? She seemed nice, but she didn't know her well yet.
"Um, the usual way at the moment. " She replies and props one of her feet up by her heel. Sketching and curling her toes in her sneakers.
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She doesn't have much of anything, truth be told. What she had of value, she carries around in her messenger bag.
Blinking at Ash's sneakers, it takes her a moment to get the joke. Then she laughs softly. "You should go ahead and hit enter." She points to the screen. "It'll print you out a card."
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She knows the feeling, she does have her medical supplies and etc in a duffle as well as her backpack. With the stuff she usually took on patrols and quests. After all she'd been scouting ahead and looking for Sherlock. One never knew what, Ya might need.
She smiles warmly and chuckles softly. "Okey doke and thank ya kindly. " She replies eagerly and sincerely doing so within moments of hearing the instructions. She pondered how and when would be best to bring up a certain topic. Mayhaps this pin point device might be of help finding her friend.
Course she could always ask questions she supposed, what with her being new it was kinda expected right? While also keeping her ears and eyes open for necessities and clues.
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"Let's see, it should be... here we go." A nearby printer has already spit out a new library card. "Um... if you wanted to do what you needed to do at the library first, I can wait." She's in no rush to scurry off to her stack of books, however. If she has to look at one more schematic for a ship engine she knows nothing about, her head is going to explode.
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"Thank ya kindly." She pipes up automatically. She blinks and gives her a look of gratitude. "oh, alright. " She murmurs and tries to see what sort of systemic order things we're sorted into around here. A small idea niggled at the back of her mind. "um do ya happen to know if there's..some kind of announcement or bulletin board around here?" She asks warmly figuring if this was one of the standard landmark like places. Surely people would post information or you know looking for things and people etc somewhere right?
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"Were you wanting to post something? Or were you looking for something in particular?"
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"Ah yeah maybe a missing poster.. and or maybe something to do with plants or cooking. " She half states half asks. At the very least she wanted an herbs box.
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"Like a gardening or cooking club?" That sounds rather nice, now that Adia thinks about it. Not that she's had time to do either, especially not while stuck on a spaceship. But wait, what was that about a missing poster? Her concerned look returns. "Are you looking for someone?" Somewhat softer and sadder, she adds, "It's, um... it can be hard to find people here. Sometimes you need to ask around."
And sometimes you never find them again. But she doesn't want to depress her new friend.
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"Ah..aye perhaps. " Yes that would be a good networking and start to things. Her own eyes soften a bit as well. "Aye..one of my pals is a detective..I ran into him um a bit back..he tends to get himself into all sorts of scarps ya see." She explains. "he's usually good about ya know contacting and such if he needs help..it's been..longer than usual." She informs her a ting of worry in her voice. She nods in agreement. "Aye I'am planning on doing that some more too."
Best to cover multiple bases after all. Especially where Sherlock is concerned. Even if he's undercover somewhere he would likely leave some sort of clue or something for her to find or follow if he needed back up. He could be very dramatic sometimes.
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"Oh... I'm sorry you haven't seen him in a while." It's a familiar story, one that makes her frown sympathetically. She's lost friends of her own like that. They stop showing up in the Nexus, and after a while their trail goes cold. "I'm afraid I don't know any detectives. What's his name? What does he look like?" It'd be pretty useful if she did know a detective, come to think of it. "Are you sure he's in the Nexus? He could have gone back to his world."
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She nods softly, with a grateful look. "Thanks, oh ah, Sherlock he's bout six foot, dark curly hair, blue green eyes. " She begins as she tucks the card in her wallet and then opens her sketch book to show her a few pictures.
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Not being from Earth or exposed to much Earth literature, the name doesn't ring any bells. The face in the pictures, though, is eerily familiar. Adia leans in a little, peering at the images, a small frown on her face. Didn't she recently meet a man who looked an awful lot like that? He was very... severe, however. Cold. Not the sort of person she could imagine Ash befriending. And he didn't say anything about being a detective.
"I saw someone who looked like him," she admits finally. "He was asking questions about revenge. He doesn't sound like your friend, though." Her eyes flick to Ash's and she shrugs apologetically. "That can happen here sometimes."
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She wonders though not for the first time why exactly that seems to be. She has her theories though.
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Tilting her head slightly, she adds, "Squeaky?"
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She smiles softly and looks around with a soft chuckle. "Aye, that's my nickname for him. Cause of um one of his abilities. " She tilts her head and tries to scan her. Could she trust her with knowing? She didn't seem the mad scientist type.
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She smiles a little at the thought of Ash calling this serious-looking man 'Squeaky'. It's cute and speaks a great deal to her affection for him. "His ability?" she gently questions. She is a scientist, as it turns out, but certainly not the kind to conduct crazy, unethical experiments. "He has a super power?"
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She smiles softly, fond and nods a wee bit of a playful twinkle in her eyes. "Ah well some might think so though he'd tell you his intellect his is greatest asset. " Which wasn't untrue but he was most proud and sometimes prideful of and because of it. Though he'd gotten better bout it.
Mostly cause he had more friends and people in his life now that he learned and still was learning to care about and for. She glances about again and flips her sketch book to another section with various drawings, and asks in a soft whisper. "Can ya keep a secret?" She asks listening and looking for any sign or her not being truthful.
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Considering that he's a detective, she's not surprised that he takes pride in his intellect. But that's something that most people don't bother to hide. She can tell that whatever his super power is, it's not something that should be shared lightly. At least, Ash doesn't seem to think so.
When she asks if Adia can keep a secret, Adia smiles. "I'd like to think so. I've been keeping the Nexus a secret for over three years now."
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Her ears perk up. Hmm right well there is that. She ponders for a moment and turns the notebook so the sketches of a brown cartoon and real looking mouse with the sort of tweed outfit. That one would normally envision Sherlock Holmes to wear. "I don't know if yer world has Disney movies.. but hmm. I wonder if they have the Great Mouse Detective around here?" She half states half asks.
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Her attention returns to the sketchbook as Ash flips to the pages bearing sketches of a mouse dressed in tweed. She's unfamiliar with Disney or a mouse detective, but it's easy enough to figure out what her friend's secret is. "He turns into a mouse?" She looks from the drawings to Ash, to be sure that's the case.
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