<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/Ares_Walker.png) </div><strong>Name:</strong>Ares Walker (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Ares_Walker)<strong><br/>Location: </strong>Medical Diagnostic Bay<br/><strong>Time: </strong>Mid Morning<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Open<br/><br/>When the nurse stepped in to tell him the bay was ready, she quickly averted her eyes at his state and muttered the news before leaving. While Ares noticed, and on one level filed away the information in the part of his mind that stored amusingly endearing facts about people, he simply took the word that he was good to proceed. With a few adjustments for the placement of the controls, and a mental note to re-open his project files on holographic system controls, he queued up a total body diagnostic scan and lowered his hands down to his sides, palms out.<br/><br/>During the course of the scan he remained totally still, relying upon both Buddhist meditation technique and a visit the to palace of his mind to look for the specs he had in mind. While many pictured such a construct of memory to be a place of order and serenity, his was rather cluttered. Over the years he had accumulated vast stores of information. And after his accident the rate at which he absorbed raw data had increased with his ability to cut visual perception out of the picture. The result was a vault of information that he had largely been unable to dedicate even his long waking ours to filtering through. Somewhere in there he had the Cadbury's secret and he was not even aware of it. But for the moment he was filtering through more refined data, which left him able to go to a relatively quiet corner of his mind and sort through old coding projects while outwardly immobile.