meadowlark | text; @trevor.belmont

Greetings, fellow Displaced. I'm Trevor Belmont, and I have a slightly different type of inquiry than the sort I've been seeing 'posted' on here so far.

I haven't found a library or similar resource, and am struggling with learning relevant information using the network alone. Not facts about our situation, but about this strange future we've found ourselves in. Most people here seem to be from far further along than I am, enough to work the facilities and use a very different vocabulary to mine... I suppose I'm wondering if anyone has the time and inclination to be a tutor, of sorts? Just to explain some of this technology and catch me up on relevant terms and events from the past millennium or so, hopefully enough that I can stop turning every conversation I have into a game of a thousand questions. Folks have been fairly understanding, but it's not ideal.

My only request is that anyone who responds not treat me as a fool or a child. I'm fresh out of the past, not a crib.

I've no way to pay you, yet, but hopefully we can work something out. And I do thank you in advance for your consideration.

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I'll give it a shot.

[ He's not very good at explaining things, but he likes Trevor as much as he likes anyone in this place. ]

What do you want to know?

[Different circumstances, but Ginia knows what it's like not having a baseline for common knowledge and having to ask a thousand questions, reading everything available, and weathering strange looks her way.]

Unfortunately, there isn't much in the way of physical libraries. I can show you some electronic databases to work through as well do my best to answer questions.

Thank you for putting my very same thoughts to words.

Yes? You've been quite patient about it so far, but far be it from me to assume that anyone wants to continue in such a manner.

Starting with the technology here would be the most helpful. As hands-on as possible, when so little requires actual hands? I'd like to secure employment, likely of the sort you suggested but there's still a steep learning curve when you don't know what the words on the equipment's buttons mean.

[ He's still pretty chagrined that someone had to help him with the controls in the bathrooms his first day. ]

I had noticed, more's the pity. Assistance navigating the electronic database would be much appreciated.

Feel free to wave down your own informed soul, should they offer.

Might I ask when you're from, to be struggling as well?

I have not compared the calendars, but the technology and landscape are both entirely strange to me. I have been told my country is unheard of here.

[ It must suck to feel so completely off balance, to have no context for the majority of the surrounding world. He sympathizes, in a vague sort of way. But it also helps to have allies, and Trevor is a strong fighter. Staying on his good side will serve the mission in the long run. ]

Might be easier to do this in person. But the big thing would be the neural implants. How to send messages, get paid, gather information. Things like that.

Because it exists no longer or never did, has anyone known?

I agree with you on that.

It's probably better if I should you in person. Though how does sending and receiving messages feel so far? Getting the hang of it or still awkward?

I can not say I care for either option.

Of course. Always good to see a friendly face, as well... I've gotten some help with messages and posting, but the information gathering is still beyond me.

And pay, that'd be good to know. I do see that little counter ticking down what they gave us to start with.

Are you in the Safehouse right now?

Still awkward for its strangeness, but I do think I've got the hang of this much. It's writing a letter but instant and... what was the word.

Right. Digital.

[ Even in text there's an air of 'I have no idea what that means' behind the word. ]

No, but I can be there in about 20 minutes. Just finished up a fight.

I'll be here, then, no sense meeting halfway only to loop back. Unless of course, you didn't win and need a hand.

[ Even in text it's pretty clear how unlikely Trevor thinks that is. ]

I'm good.

[ He shows up just as promised, looking a little worse for wear. There's a cut slashing across his good eye that's been stitched, and he's moving carefully around bruised ribs. But the bruises are at least a few days old, not from the latest fight, and he's in a good mood when sees Trevor.

He tosses him a bottle, in the meantime. ]

Here. Got it with my winnings. It's not tequila, but it kicks like a motherfucker.

Would it help to think of everything in terms of tangible and intangible?

How about accessing documents? Someone posted a guide on the network, were you able to open and read through that?

Just trying to establish the baselines to work with.

Of course not. I simply found it reassuring to know that I was on the same planet at least.

It may. Though the words exist, now and in perpetuity. Is that not tangible in some way as well, even if I can't touch it?

I don't know the document you're referring to, I'm afraid. What was I to open?

[ Trevor is hanging around outside, mostly waiting but also getting some fresh air and space from the other Displaced. He isn't used to being around so many people, not really. The city itself is overwhelming but fascinating, and he hopes he'll be better equipped to navigate it soon.

When Ephemera arrives and tosses him a bottle he catches it easily, turning it in his hand to look at the label with a broad smile. ]

You're proving to be quite a friend already, Ephemera. What is tequila, and is your eye alright?

[ It's difficult for him to not open the bottle and try it right now, honestly. ]

Determining the answer will be one of my priorities once I have access to historical archives.

My husband's presence is a small comfort, but I suspect that little else will reassure me for quite some time.

Someone is hopefully showing me how to access them properly soon, I can pass the knowledge along.

Your husband is here? Did you arrive together?

A bunch of us teenagers do schoolwork because El set us up to be 18, so we can't do the school program here. This isn't to treat you like a kid, but you might learn a lot from working off some of the same lesson plans as us.

[ Trevor isn't that far off from being a teenager, really, and has never had formal schooling. As such the concept gives him pause, but he replies fairly quickly. ]

I may well. What base of knowledge are you all coming from, and what sort of subjects are you learning?

You don't sound like you've come out of a crib. More like a grandfather.
But yeah, I can help.

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