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<blockquote class="quoteContainer"><div class="quote">Kala couldn’t resist a light growl from her throat when the doctor seemed to put her down like an idiot.  Did he think she was afraid of some disease from these creatures?   They had been mechanical.  She wasn't afraid of them carrying some disease at all.  Not the ship either, those things had to have been all the people that were on the planet.  She was afraid that even the smallest parts of them could do that.<br/>
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<span style="color: sienna">“You seem to make my point entirely.  We have absolutely no ideas at all about these things.  Why not take all possible precautions, even if it doesn’t seem necessary.”</span>  She grumbled as the other doctor came in, the asari one that she hadn’t actually taken the time to even talk to.  She still couldn’t help herself from shaking a little.  she was coming down from the adrenaline of the whole thing.  And she was confused as to why no one else seemed to be having problems with this at all.<br/>
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She took a moment to think about Milenya’s offer, but a glance at Falkris, the hit of guilt was enough to push her into it.  <span style="color: sienna">“Yeah, I’ll come help.  If nothing more than to get away from someone who thinks I have no brains, and worry about nothing.  And I have to make sure that nothing at all could get out.”</span><br/>
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</div>Milenya couldn't help but smile a little at that. As Kala follows her across the deck to the tech lab, she says,<span style="color: #6495ED">"Sometimes we forget that others see things differently, or don't have the same background in physics, biochemistry, and micro-engineering."</span><br/><br/>Letting them both in to the tech lab, she first drops the bag slung over her shoulder, leaving it on the floor, out of the way. Her tone is casual as she continues,<span style="color: #6495ED">"My initial reaction was much the same as yours, burn it all and be done with it. But, I'm aware of some facts that were not available to you. The dig team at the site were not transformed by a contagion or swarm of nanites. Instead, they subjected themselves to the process by using a machine they'd found at the site. The machine apparently had some kind of effect on their minds; a demon's twilight call to worship it and let themselves be consumed."</span><br/><br/>She sighs softly, drooping in exhaustion as she lays the sample case onto a worksurface. She pulls off her helmet and tosses it through the doorway into the 'personal quarters' partition.<span style="color: #6495ED">"I never want to go through that again. So, continuing the topic. There are practical limits on how small you can make a machine and have it still perform multiple functions, mostly power and heat related. There are hints that the Protheans experimented with the kind of nano-technology you find in fiction, but they kept running into the same problems. The smaller the machine is, the less it can do. To accomplish the kind of transformation we saw on those creatures would require hundreds, perhaps thousands of different types of nano-machine, and the conversion would require an external director to coordinate the effects."</span><br/><br/>Milenya leans wearily against the doorframe into her quarters, holding her left arm gingerly.<span style="color: #6495ED">"That's why I'm not excessively worried about some kind of 'nanoplague' getting loose. As advanced as the effects are, they're not, well, they're not some kind of techzombie plague."<br/>
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"I'm still very willing to take precautions. There's an isolation chamber for studying dangerous samples, of salarian make. Storage, they use one of those,"</span>she points to a cube, one of several stacked together. It looks heavy, but at least it's not stored up high.<span style="color: #6495ED">"But it needs some set up to activate the internal isolation field and emergency incineration charge. I need your help with it, because right now, I'm starting to crash. Adrenelin's wearing off and throwing all those biotics around, it's left my mind a bit fuzzy."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>