[open to everyone forever]
[Throughout the course of the day, Number One can be found, well, nearly anywhere. She's intent on gathering information, but that's a fairly broad task-- so she's not just checking for records in the library, but chatting with the locals to try and get a sense of the place, to learn what they've learned about their mysterious, absent captors. She gravitates by and large to the areas where people are, though she doesn't always approach them; looking and listening are more her style.
(She is, however, admittedly human; at some point in the afternoon she sits down to eat, lingering over the meal until she's fairly sure it's safe and then making short work of it. She may find a bench somewhere and people-watch when her feet tire.)
She's been lucky enough to survive the trip undersea with her clothes intact, so anyone familiar with Federation history is welcome to recognize the uniform, though the lady is perhaps a mystery.]