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[admiralchiss]

Who: Thrawn (admiralchiss) & YOU

What: Thrawn explores this new world he's found himself in.
When: Month of July
Where: Library and Town Plaza
Warning(s): TBA


The Library
Thrawn figures that a good place to start is the library. Some from his galaxy might be confused at the lack of datapads and digital books, but Thrawn's seen and even read such books before. There's a few worlds in the galaxy that still make books like this. He also knows how to use a card catalog, which he's currently flipping through.

"Let's see, art history..."

Town Plaza
He makes for an odd sight at the moment. Because he's standing at the edge of the Town Plaza, staring at the Temple of Sacred Roots, like some kind of blue statue. His face is one of concentration as he takes in the architecture, absorbing the details and reading it like he does any kind of art. It's an important structure, he can tell right off the bat, dedicated to gods of nature, perhaps.

"Interesting architecture."

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[mindflayed]

Imbros, shockingly, understands the concept of a library and is returning books he borrowed to exchange for new ones - leaving them on the desk in the spot indicated. Even though he's more than capable of putting them back himself. But if that's the way they want things done...

Levitating a few inches off the ground he floats over towards the history section, looking for information on the island itself. Normally during his research he's been alone minus the people working there but this time there's someone he's not seen before. Someone very ... blue. As if he's one to talk, he's purple. Not a tiefling then, and not any recognizable species he's aware of.

"Art history?" something about this man's stature and the way he carries himself doesn't strike Imbros as: museum curator. The tentacles hanging down to his waist twist around themselves briefly before relaxing, "What are you researching?"

[admiralchiss]

Thrawn turns to the one who spoke, his face impassive, red eyes briefly giving the tentacled being a once-over. He looks like he could be related to a Quarren, though Thrawn's quite sure he's a different species. The tentacles are too long, the eyes are different, as is the shape of the head, and even the way he's dressed is atypical of a Quarren. The bulbous head is actually more like a Mon-Calamari's.

He pulls the card out of the drawer and closes it once he's done.

"I wish to study the artwork that the locals have produced throughout history, and then compare it to more modern pieces."

[mindflayed]

"Are any of the remaining artisans local? I was under the impression that most of the population had come here from elsewhere, pulled in to help sustain the town." But he'd only been here a short while, he doesn't have a solid understanding of who's indigenous to the location or not.

[admiralchiss]

"Perhaps not, but I intend to find out." Reading the card, he makes his way over to the nonfiction aisle to find what he needs. He starts pulling books off the shelf.

[mindflayed]

Imbros floats over to the history section to further his own research, "Do let me know if you find anything about local geography, either historic or modern. I'm trying to ascertain more about the landmass that can be seen from the pier."

[admiralchiss]

"Of course," Thrawn scans the spines of the book quickly and points to one with geography in the title. "Start on that shelf, perhaps." He grabs one more book, making a total of five in his arms at the moment.

"Have you any theories about that landmass?"

[mindflayed]

"Only that there must have been trade between the two of them at one point before the barrier. It'd be interesting to find out what exports were traded between them. That might inform if that barrier was erected by an external force, for economic reasons." He pulls one of the books off the shelf, skimming the table of contents as he speaks, "Or prove that it wasn't that at all. Eliminating possibilities is equally as important."

[admiralchiss]

"That it is. One must consider all possibilities. Likewise, if I find any clues to your inquiry within the artwork, I will be sure to share them." He takes his books over to a nearby table and sets them down.

[mindflayed]

"Appreciated." He peruses the shelves for while, picking through the titles looking for anything that might be informative. Gathering them up in his arms and his tentacles, glancing back at his fellow researcher as he leaves, "May your ambition be rewarded."

Town Plaza

[worstorganplayer]

Snakes is definitely confused by the sight of someone standing stone-still like this.

"Uh, yeah, it is," he says as he approaches. "It's uh ... like a church. They call it a temple, though."

[admiralchiss]

"And yours as well," Thrawn nods politely at the tentacled being before sitting down and opening the first of the books in his stack.

[admiralchiss]

"Indeed it is. Possibly in reverence of a nature deity." It may sound obvious, but sometimes he just likes to think out loud. "Over time, more branches and wings were added to the building, possibly for more worshipers or functionality." He won't know for certain unless he were to go inside and take a look. He can tell that there's window decorations from here, but without getting a better look, he can only glean so much.

[worstorganplayer]

"Yeah, I think you're right on that." Snakes stares at the building in confusion. "You can really tell that some of it was added later, though?"

[admiralchiss]

"I can, yes." He offers no explanation for how he can tell. "Some time in the near future, I may go inside and gaze upon the stained glass windows, for that may tell me more."

[worstorganplayer]

"You must be really good with architecture, Pal," Snakes remarks. He's confused, but kind of curious too.

[admiralchiss]

"I have a certain talent regarding art, and what is architecture but a form of art?" Someone had to draw it out, plan it, and then build it. Therefor, it's art. Even in something like the Temple, he can tell that its look is intentional.

[worstorganplayer]

"... Huh. Yeah, I guess it is at that," Snakes muses. "Can you tell anything about the people who built it, like what they were like?"

[admiralchiss]

"Perhaps, but I think once I get the opportunity to see the inside, I may have a more accurate reading." Thrawn looks over at the other man. "Do you have any interest in art?"

[worstorganplayer]

"Uh ... an average interest, I guess," Snakes says. "I used to have nice paintings and sculptures in my houses back home. I didn't know how to study them for information like you can, though."

[admiralchiss]

"Still, I would have been interested to see your modest collection, for all art is worth examining." Especially since an art collection can tell him a lot about someone, even if they don't make art themselves.

"To know a person's art is to know that person."

[worstorganplayer]

"I wish I could show it to you," Snakes says with a wry smirk. "I haven't found too much here to collect yet. Mostly I'm hanging on to my money for now."

He considers this and nods thoughtfully. "That makes sense, I think. Like if I went in a house and there were weapon collections and violent pictures everywhere, I'd sure draw a few conclusions from that."

[admiralchiss]

"It might indicate a tendency towards violence, yes. However, it could also be a sign of insecurity, and the weapons and displays of violent artwork are mere compensation. Or possibly even a bluff, to give visitors the impression that they are dangerous."

Because of course Thrawn would be able to tell the difference. It's just how his mind works.

[worstorganplayer]

"Huh." Snakes thinks on that, impressed. "You're good. And if you saw such a place, would you be able to tell which explanation it was for them?"

[admiralchiss]

"I would, yes." He's not bragging, but rather stating a simple fact. Or rather, something he considers a simple fact.

[worstorganplayer]

Snakes is skeptical, but fascinated if it's really true. "So how would you know which?" he wonders. "Especially if the person wasn't actually there to check out?"

[admiralchiss]

"There are ways of knowing. For example, are the weapons ones you would actually use in battle or are the purely decorative? Do they have signs of wear or use on them?"

[worstorganplayer]

"Those are good observations," Snakes says. "You ever thought of a career in law enforcement? I'll bet you'd be a great detective."

[admiralchiss]

"I have already applied for a position with the local Enforcers." He hopes that he can move up the ranks, much like he did back in his home galaxy. "As this world seems to have no formal navy, it seemed a good fallback."

Colonel Yularen felt that he would have made a good ISB agent, but Thrawn politely turned him down. Funny how he ended up in a white uniform anyway.

[worstorganplayer]

"That's great," Snakes says. "I'm one of them too, so we'll be working together."

He's looking forward to it.

[admiralchiss]

"Then I look forward to working alongside you." His voice is as carefully neutral as always, but he means it.

[worstorganplayer]

"Maybe with you on board, we'll finally be able to figure out a lot of the bizarre stuff going on in town." Snakes can certainly hope, at least.

[admiralchiss]

"I certainly intend to find out." Perhaps he should actually introduce himself. "Thrawn, by the way. My name is Thrawn."

[worstorganplayer]

"Then we'll work well together." Snakes grins. "I'm Snakes Tolliver."