Beruut nodded in agreement with Milenya's response.<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkOrchid">Are working Prothean artifacts rare?</span>Ashana asked, leaning forward, looking at the star system above.<br/><br/><span style="color: YellowGreen">Oh yes, extremely. Or, perhaps I should say that small more common working elements of Prothean technology are rare. The Mass Relays, Citadel, and numerous other large remnants of their empire still exist in completely working order. Omega is one such example.</span>Beruut added, looking at Milenya briefly.<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkOrchid">Well if we have that much Prothean technology available that's working, then why would something smaller that works be so rare and important?</span><br/><br/>Again Beruut glanced at Milenya.<span style="color: YellowGreen">That is an interesting question. While I'm certainly not the expert here, I do know that while these massive operational devices are incredible in scope, their core functions and processes are completely obfuscated. We don't dare dismantle a mass relay because of the energies it produces. One misstep and we could wipe out an entire star system. And while our studies into the functions of the citadel always press on, its technologies, while functional and diverse, are difficult to reverse engineer. Smaller Prothean relics, facilities, devices and things of such nature are far more clear in their operational elements. And in that, we are able to discern and reverse engineer them with ease. Sadly the number of functioning devices are nearly non-existent - time having done its irreparable damage.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: Blue">Makarot was convinced that this thing we're looking for was in fact in working order.</span>Firas added.<br/><br/><span style="color: YellowGreen">If he's correct, then this device could be worth as much as this ship - although again, I am no expert. Dr,</span>he looked at Milenya,<span style="color: YellowGreen">do you have anything to add?</span><br/><br/><br/>***<br/><br/><br/>The lounge had eight of the crew in it, all relaxing and enjoying the well earned respite. Taseer and Shira were sitting at the round poker table with several of the crew. Taseer had her casuals on, a shirt with a low neckline, a zip up jacket that hung open, and slim fit pants with combat boots. She had feet propped up on the table.<br/><br/>She grinned as Kala entered.<span style="color: Navy">Its about time you showed up for some R&amp;R. We've got more booze on this ship than a club now!</span>She chuckled and raised the half full bottle of alcohol she was holding aloft.<br/><br/><span style="color: Indigo">We were about to start a game of strip Skyllian. You should play.</span>Shira said, leaning on the table, a sealed glass of Quarian liquor in front of her.<br/><br/>Taseer looked at Shira for a moment then slowly grinned, looking at Kala.<span style="color: Navy">You should. You can't stay shy on this ship forever.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: Green">Yeah, come on! It's really fun.</span>One of the female crew at the table urged her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>