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1st Theft [Video, Monday morning]
[Most everyone is familiar with the tiefling who pops up on the screen, by now, for her first ever announcement over the network. So, probably, is the wicked little grin on her face. What may be less familiar is the funny, microwave-sized machine she's leaning on.]
So I managed to leave myself a little something from the past, a really awesome and expensive something. Aaaaand I just found it.
[Finally. After hunting everywhere for signs long since overgrown and even buried as the land changed over hundreds of years. Yeesh.]
Who wants to help me figure out how to make it work? Doctor, tech person, doctor-slash-tech-person... I'm open to ideas, here.
So I managed to leave myself a little something from the past, a really awesome and expensive something. Aaaaand I just found it.
[Finally. After hunting everywhere for signs long since overgrown and even buried as the land changed over hundreds of years. Yeesh.]
Who wants to help me figure out how to make it work? Doctor, tech person, doctor-slash-tech-person... I'm open to ideas, here.
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[Neeshka shrugs.]
So you think you can figure this out, then? Get it working?
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[No, he's not familiar with modesty]
Many signs of considerable technological regression.
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Techno... what? You mean the tech-stuff got worse, since they made that, or what?
[She's guessing what exactly he's referring to, since he's lacking in pronouns there. The words are only familiar since her arrival on Verdana, too, which doesn't help.]
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[Something happened. Probably war. It was usually war.]
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[The rest just had been on her person when she was yanked into Nowhere, so she hasn't needed to track them down and get them fixed.]
This shouldn't be too broken. I hope, anyway. It's kind of been buried for a while.
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[Kaidan, you have been voluntold]
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[She beams at him.]
About how long d'you think it'll take? Should I come back tomorrow?
[Oh, she's so optimistic! It'll wind up taking the better part of a month, whether or not Mordin can guess as such....]
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[She droops visibly. Neeshka has always been one to wear her heart on her sleeve. Or her face and ears, in this case in particular.]
Well. I guess I'll have to wait a while, then, huh?