Olivia had been in the engine room for almost 18 hours straight, recording the anomaly.  Servitors came and went as she sat observing the fluctuations on her dataslate.  Olivia's long fingers slid through menus and windows and lists and files, finding nothing to sort out the data she had so far.  "This is unusual," she said for the 30th time since she entered the room.  Her stomach growled at that moment, which upset her greatly.  "I can't risk any further interference," she said to herself as she closes the receiver and sets her dataslate to sleep.<br/><br/>With a light sigh Olivia stood, her bodysuit creaking after remaining stationary for so long.  She checked her chrono and noticed that it was lunchtime.  A fitting period for her to take a break from her relentless study.  By the time she reached the mess area the food was ready.  She selected a few choice items and sat at a table poring over her data as she ate.  She referenced some of the servitor data and then glanced back at her own.  For some reason, she couldn't find anywhere to synch it up.  "Perhaps the pattern takes more than 32 hours to loop.  Or maybe it's an irrational feedback and not actually a loop."  She had spent enough time on the anomaly as it was.  She needed to update the record books for the day and check the communications logs as well as send progress reports back to the Imperium.  The strange happenings in the engine room had been taking up a lot of her time and concentration, but she couldn't fall behind on her duties.  She had plenty of time to catch back up, so she finished her food and headed to the bridge.