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<blockquote class="quoteContainer"><div class="quote"><span style="color: DarkOrange">Are all of these Prothean dig sites in such stupid places?</span> Sorv asked, keeping a tight grip on the steering, and making sure he kept their speed slow and steady, ready to hit the brakes at any moment.</div><div class="quoteExpand">Click to expand...</div></blockquote>
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</div><span style="color: #6495ED">"No,"</span>Milenya replied dryly,<span style="color: #6495ED">"Most of the good sites don't have this easy access."</span><br/><br/>As the crawler moved down the ramp, Milenya discreetly studied Sorv, and his suit.<span style="color: #6495ED">"The site must be very significant. They put a lot of credits into this; most site camps, even in a hostile environment, are prefab shelters on the surface linked together. To get this in place, the sponsors must have been expecting a substantial return. Much of Prothean-oriented archaeology is profit driven."</span><br/><br/>Her attention was drawn to the vent by Sorv, and then to the vehicle airlock. She studied it, noting how it still functioned normally with minimal signs of wear.<br/><br/>But it was what they found in the vehicle bay that took her somewhat aback.<br/><br/><div class="bbCodeBlock bbCodeQuote">
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</div>Milenya waited until Sorv stopped the vehicle and got out, exiting on her side. She paused to scan the crates quickly, looking for any that had been opened.<span style="color: #6495ED">"Very strange. It doesn't look like they returned to the crawler."</span>She fell silent, half-listening to the discussion as different scenarios ran through her mind. One thing became fairly clear at about the time that Firas looked towards the airlock.<br/><br/><span style="color: #6495ED">"Be wary of any survivors. They may be deranged, or not who they say they are."</span><br/><br/>She tapped her omnitool again, scanning the atmosphere for contaminants even though her first readings, like Ashana's, indicated it was breathable. At the same time, she moved towards the smaller personnel airlock, clearly intending to go on.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>