Engineer's Log, Stardate ???

[blindlygo]

Since being given leave to wander the city, Geordi had spent a lot of time at the Renaissance Center. He'd discovered the database accessible from the communicator quickly enough, but there was something constraining about staying in the cramped temporary quarters to read it, and out in the city at large, the distractions were innumerable.

It had made the discovery of the library and museum building at the Renaissance Center invaluable. With his meeting with Science Captain McEngineer hinging on the arrival of the Glorious Dream of Uncontested Starfall, Geordi had found himself at loose ends for an uncertain number of days, but he was determined to use it productively- and that was where the database came in. No matter the outcome of that meeting, after all, he'd still have to figure out a way to get by here until the problem with the fold-space accident could be reversed, and that would require learning about this Fleet, in every way he could.

When he'd started out, finding a datapad and a open seat in the building, it had seemed like a good idea, but now, hours later, after more pages than he could count, he realized he was reading each sentence several times over to actually pick up the information. With a huge sigh, Geordi leaned back in his chair, and ran his hands over his face. "I feel like I'm back at the Academy," he said, slightly louder than he'd intended.

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[freeprince]

He ignored that. Instead, he gestured to the datapad in the man's hand. "By observation, you understand more about the basics of the technology this... fleet... uses. And I require an introduction of the basics. Teach me, and I assure you that I will reward you."

Admittedly, he based this assumption on two things. The first was the VISOR itself. While it was not too dissimilar to some of the outlandish helms you might see come out of an engineer's workshop, it appeared more advanced at a glance. The second was in the body language of this man - tired, but not entirely perplexed or frustrated, the way he rapidly was becoming.

[blindlygo]

Well, that wasn't what he was expecting to be asked. Geordi's eyebrows were creeping steadily upwards, as he listened to that proposal. It was because of this that his answer started perhaps too slowly for Wrathion's tastes.

"Well, they're close to what I'm used to, sure... but why ask me to be a teacher? I'm sure there's someone who works here who might be a better teacher than I am." And that's not even addressing the part about compensation. He'll puzzle it out if this even continues.

[freeprince]

"First, you are not native to it. I believe I saw you at that 'briefing' that we were given. Therefore, your perspective is more valuable to me. Secondly, you have been here for several hours, and because of that, I can be certain you too are waiting for something or have nothing better to do. And finally, I saw you first."

... Maybe he was just being childish at this point. Admittedly.

[blindlygo]

They were all good reasons, but it didn't quite erase the bemused look on Geordi's face, particularly at that last point. It was one of the strangest justifications for taking his time that he'd heard in a long time.

Still, he didn't get up to leave, or deny the request just yet. He couldn't help but be the slightest bit curious. "Well, what is it that you want to learn, specifically?"

[freeprince]

"Specifically, for starters, I don't quite understand what powers this ship's engines, or indeed why moving between worlds is so problematic for them in light of having the technology to enter the Dark Beyond."