Analog, Digital, Transportation. Ira Sani and New Dover continue.
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"Hey, that's pretty good, sometimes orphans where I'm from get eaten alive! Education is great, what do you teach your kids?"

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"Eaten alive? That must be some very aggressive fauna. Reading and writing, mathematics, a strong foundation in the practical sciences, to take something apart and put it back together again. And of course the scientific method."

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"Nah, that's the people, some of them are carnivores. I've never heard of the scientific method, do you know any good books about it?"

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"Good god! You people! ...You've never heard of the scientific method? Bar, give him a copy of-" He names three books. "Those should cover the basics."

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"Thank you! I'd offer to help you immigrate but I think the orphans in your world need you more. Anything I can do to help you take in more of them?"

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"Also, I don't want to immigrate. I have things to do, research to overturn. Orphans? I don't think taking in a dozen or something is really feasible for me. If you want to make a donation to the orphanages I can pass it on for you, but beyond that I don't see it happening, hmm."

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Shrug. "And I have orphans in my world to worry about. Well, I hope yours do okay. Anything else I can ward for you?"

If not, hey, he has all these books to read about science.

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"This will do nicely, I think. Thank you, and be clever!"

And the mad scientist departs to mutter to himself in a different section of the bar.

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Katherine has asked around about the door's behavior. It's only sensible to. 

Apparently, she might be able to open it up back to the frigid wasteland she once called home. It's worth checking.

...It turns out she can open the door. It opens right back out onto that abandoned factory that the scout brought them all to in that little airship. There are people bustling around, and a few of those 'heat cores' are still in use, including one sitting in the open like some kind of improvised space heater.

"Nimo, I want to hire you. Likely for quite a lot of work. I can open the door back to Earth, you see, and would like to learn a lot of things about the current state of affairs out there."

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"Sure. What kind of things do you want to know?"

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"Where significant surviving populations are and whether they seem healthy and whether they seem to be struggling, where Liane the scout is - I'll describe her - what the weather is like in a hundred different places- Bar, what's the most recent published thing from Earth?"

A propaganda leaflet appears. United we stand against the biting cold. Only Law and Order lets us survive! Coal Mine #3 exceeded production targets by 15% - congratulations to the diligent workers-

"And when was that published?"

November 28, 1887, a napkin states. The current date is November 29.

"So it's been a few months. Right. Also, I have a few specific locations that I want to see if any paper money is salvageable from. I can point them out on maps."

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Nimo suggests a reasonable rate for all that.

"Which first?"

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"Hmm... Actually, first, I want you to quickly tell me who seems to be in charge of the group just outside of here by watching the last few hours, six rings extra. I'll want to talk to them while while you check the weather trends, I'll make a little map of where to check. And after weather, looking for Liane, and then finally population centers. Sound good?"

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"It'll take a few hours to watch the last few hours, unless you want me to skip a lot."

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"I was imagining skipping a lot, yes. But very well, never mind. You're right. I can find that out by just asking, I think."

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"I can wait while you ask. Still want to know that before I scry for you?"

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"No, no, it was just - I was going to use it to seem prescient. No matter. I'll make the map now."

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And then she has a map with locations marked out on which to write weather reports, and payment.

Katherine has a quick explanatory conversation with someone in the hall where the door opens to. It appears that Liane misunderstood how the door operates and has been sending people to this factory for months, now.

She has a good Commanding Voice and quickly recruits someone to hold the door into Milliways while she goes out and finds the nominal mayor of the small city that has sprung up in the big abandoned factory.

"...Thought it was all fairy stories and fever dreams," the man comments at Nimo, a bit overwhelmed. "I'm not dreaming now, am I?"

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"Definitely not! Which a dream would definitely never say."

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...He pinches himself. "...Right. I'm going to proceed under the assumption that I'm awake. Ahem. It's a pleasure to meet you, ma'am, I am Daniel Yarrow."

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"Nimo Saramel, caralendar knowledge mage."

If Katherine doesn't seem averse to being followed Nimo will go follow her through the dangerous ice world.

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Katherine doesn't seem averse.

Daniel nods at her as she passes through. The room the door leads into is some kind of common area, with chairs and tables and food on a counter with a sink and some strange devices. A few others are milling about, chattering excitedly and looking at her. They smile but they don't actually approach. Katherine pauses at a door at the far end. "Oh, you're coming along?"

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"Yeah, why not? There's people to meet."

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"I don't think they entirely believed that scout. Liane." Katherine smirks, amused, "But as you can see," she says to the bystanders, "Nimo is indeed a caralendar, another species, from another world. With magic."

"Magic!"

"Magic." Katherine says it in a tone of finality. "What did you think that door is? Knowledge magic, specifically, the ability to see things at a distance or in the past. If you want to test her, I'm sure you can come up with something."

"...Does this mean the story about somewhere warm to evacuate to are true?"

"Yes."

"Well. That's good news. I should go tell my family, if you two don't mind...?"

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