diademlogs | february catch-all

Who: Jayce, open
Where: Panorama, Kolliery
When: All throughout February
What: Weird science, some diffusion zones, and general day-to-day stuff

Warnings: Will add if needed!

PANORAMA OUTSKIRTS; SCIENCE ▽

[ On the city outskirts, amidst a graveyard of abandoned vehicles and toppled chain link fencing, is a trailer, standing out amongst the landscape thanks to a relatively fresh coat of paint.

A small generator quietly hums nearby. From the open door on the side, it appears lit within. Maybe you've been pointed this way because you heard the pair that operate out here are engineers of a sort. Maybe you're just looking to loot the place. Either way, there's some sort of activity going on...

Jayce and a ggirl with close-cropped brown hair can be found each holding one end of what appears to be a large aquarium tank. The scraggly youth eyes the approaching stranger, while Jayce calls over: ]

I can help you in a minute.

[ There's containers in the truck bed as well, one made of thick plastic with handles on them, containing water. ]

DIFFUSION ZONE; NATURAL HISTORY MUSEUM ▽

[ Scavenging from here feels wrong.

Jayce could spend hours wandering around a place like this, if he had all the time in the world. He does spend quite a bit of time wandering the minerals wing. Or, that's what he assumes it is. The placards, unfortunately, are incomprehensible. Sometimes he thinks he can make out a familiar word, even a sentence or two, before the letters begin to shift to an unknown language. That alone should be reason for him to remain cautious.

Another wing holds about two dozen tomes behind glass. Some are closed. Some are open to diagrams of machines and scrawling script. The glass for these cases seem particularly thick, the locks heavy.

Jayce is using a short walking stick (more accurately, a cane) as he roams, the metal base clicking against the stone floors. He stands in front of one of the glass cases containing a single page. The longer he stares, the more the foreign runes on the page seem to shift into iridescent shapes and colors. He stands motionless, transfixed, unaware of anyone else that may have entered the hall. ]

WILDCARD, BABY ▽

( ooc: Choose your own adventure! Ask for something built or fixed. Have dinosaur skeletons come to life in the museum or the books try to suck out your soul, live your dreams I'm not fussy. If you have any q's feel free to DM me. )