[Gordon looks tired. Those of you college kids who have taken a final or two, know exactly the kind of tired you're looking at with him. He's drooped over a stack of books at a desk, and plucks off his glasses to rub his eyes before shoving them back on his face, before he even speaks.]

So, I've been trying to research possible geologic causes for the earthquakes and sea levels rising. Tectonic motion isn't the culprit. Climate change wouldn't act THIS fast, no matter how many fire flower farms there are out in the countryside. Now that I come to realize, whole islands made of rock float persistently in the air in this world. I'm get the feeling I'm barking up the wrong tree altogether.

So... has anyone in this school seen something like this in their own world? Did they ever figure out the cause, and what happened afterwards? If we can find a pattern, we might get a better idea of what to do--or even IF we can do anything--about it.

[He yawns, and adds in a quick grumble borne of hasty, sleep-deprived compromise:]

I'm willing to listen to anything at this point, no matter how un-scientific it sounds. Clarke's law holds here, and magic and science are all subject to the laws of nature... You never know when something outlandish might actually turn out to be RIGHT.

[Well, it had been about two months. When there was still no stream of words chattering at her through the library, Vianca decided it was time to try one last thing. He had said he was going to go ~find himself~, but honestly what did that even mean when it came to Wheatley? AND SO, a few flyers started to go up around FDC and campus:]





[Maybe you caught the creator hanging some of them up!]