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<blockquote class="quoteContainer"><div class="quote">There was a knock a notification from the Science Lab's door that someone was waiting to enter. Armand Cantenelli walked in and looked around. <br/>
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<span style="color: blue">I hadn't actually been in here since you got settled in...</span> He looked around at the instruments, looking at the various consoles mounted on the walls. <span style="color: blue">I have to be honest, this room hasn't seen much use.</span> He stepped up to one of the consoles, waving his hand to activate the holo-board. He casually called up the ship's data-banks as he spoke. <span style="color: blue">We haven't had much time to talk... how's your time here been so far?</span> He access the ship's restricted information, but was halted as it demanded clearance codes. He closed the databank. A few keystrokes returned the console to its previous function. The aging Human crossed the room and leaned on a vertical structural support beam, crossing his arms and trying to appear sociable. Even so he never lost that critical edge in his eyes, like a predatory bird. <br/>
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He listened to Milenya's response nodding a bit, his eyes straying to the orange glow from a holo-screen on a desk against the adjacent wall, a render of the artifact from the dig site hovering in the air. <span style="color: blue">Learn anything?</span> <br/>
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</div>Milenya looked a bit surprised. She'd expected Falkris for some reason.<br/><br/><span style="color: #6495ED">"Captain. I've found it alternately terrifying and exhilarating, with this little space to be a nice, quiet haven. Given the state of the equipment when I first started cleaning up, I did notice it hadn't been used in a long while."</span><br/><br/>She was idly curious as he attempted to access the restricted databases and didn't enter the access codes. She hadn't tried, hadn't cared to nor had the time. She filed that bit of data away. Not that it was conclusive, Cantenelli and Falkris had an unusual dynamic. But perhaps a piece of it was becoming clearer.<br/><br/><span style="color: #6495ED">"Ah, about the artifact? Yes."</span>She walked over to the display she'd left on the scans of the artifact, and tapped a few keys. Adding in the readings of energy flux, the image seemed to come a little more alive.<span style="color: #6495ED">"I still don't know what it does. It's an enigma, a mystery. There's some, I'd call it energy resonance going on when the artifact is active, powered, and 'alive', but.. what is it resonating with? What signal is it meant to amplify or dampen? I have a suspicion that it had something to do with preventing.. uh. Whatever it was that caused all those people to go mad. But I cant' prove it. There was mention of an 'energy field' in the deceased Dr. Moselev's journal, but I haven't found those records yet. It may not have been in the things I scooped up, either. The artifact's casing is made of the same materials as the Citadel's hull, and the site where it was found dates to approximately forty million years ago, plus or minus five million. More or less. I could try to pin it to a closer time frame, but I don't see how that would help."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>