<div class="floatleft">(https://aestheticmuscleclub.files.wordpress.com/2014/08/tim-gabel-4-17.jpg)</div>"Doctor Archard-- thank you very much for seeing me without notice," Well she certainly was a formal one. His eyes wandered over her body. Not in a sexual way but in a subconscious way that suggests that he is measuring her for any potential threat. There was something about her that wasn't quite right. He shrugged mentally, maybe it was just because he was constantly surrounded by people who spurned him on the daily. "I'm certain that any jealousy is ill-founded.  Your work speaks for itself.  Your work in a variety of Meso-American, Pre-Colombian, and Paleolithic cultures is extensive, and groundbreaking.  Very few researchers have granted the kind of insight that your lectures share."<br/><br/>He raised a brow in pleasant surprise. "Not many can list the cultures that I've done lectures on. I only seem to hear about my muscles or questions about my workout routines and eating habits. And it was no trouble seeing you at all. You have a....commanding presence after all." He chuckled softly at his joke. Although, not many found his humor funny. "And please, just call me Imre. After all I don't have a doctorate just yet. Please have a seat." He gestured with an open hand to a chair in front of his desk.<br/><br/>"It's just a shame that other leaders in your field perceive it as a threat to their authority." As she sat down, Imre sat on the corner of his desk. "Well, they seem to take exception to the fact that I got the job at a young age and with none of the experience that they have. I guess it's not too polite to upset the pecking order as a fledgling researcher. However, it really doesn't bother me too much. I have my own reasons for being here and if they don't like it they can leave. So what brings you here to visit this small-time researcher?"<br/><br/>"It's this insight you have that brings me here, you see. I've been requested to investigate some relics and markings that, interestingly enough, were found in New Mexico, but don't seem to match the known archaeological record of the area.  If you wouldn't mind terribly, I'd like to see if you are interested in providing some insight into their origins." His brow furrowed and he immediately became serious and focused and unintentionally gave of alot of pressure to anyone sensitive to energy. "Interesting." He walked around to his chair and sat down. He turned on his desk light that helped illuminate pictures and other documentation. He took the photo from the woman and placed it under the light. He quickly glanced at the picture but glanced back at her in amused disbelief as she said the word 'angelic'. It couldn't possibly be that. He began muttering to himself as he ran over the picture with his eyes. "Is this grayscale? No too dark for grayscale. Perhaps hematite? No even unrefined hematite has a slight shine to it and is prone to shattering making it unreliable as a stone for transposing. It must be land based basalt."<br/><br/>He soon forgot the woman sitting at his desk and began walking around the office with the picture still muttering here and there as he turned on the coffee brewer. Although it wasn't coffee that came out but Lady Grey tea. He poured himself a cup and added some sugar before returning to his chair and absentmindedly stirred the tea as he looked over the picture. The lettering seemed familiar to him. Albeit very vaguely. Almost as if he had forgotten the symbols from lack of use.<br/><br/>He took out a magnifying glass stand and a notepad and pencil. He placed the picture under the magnifying lens and tried to transpose the lettering onto the notepad. However, it was a chore to do even a single symbol and thus he had to give up after a single line.<br/><br/>He sipped on his hot tea studying the pad before looking up and realized the woman was still there. He blushed deep red. "I-I'm so sorry. I kind of got lost in my work. I swear I didn't mean to ignore you. W-would you like a cup of tea?" Damn, his bad habit of losing track of everything when he focused had shown itself.