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Let Sleeping Precogs Lie

It is Nura's usual sensorium request: the Lab Complex of Legion HQ with Holo-Querl and added Holo-Lyle moving around with the intent of completing the current task at hand. The machines are humming, the boys are conversing heatedly about the work that needs to be done, and the data that needs to be gathered, with plans on how they can gather such data.

The only one who is not in the buzz of work is the sleeping precog.

Nura is curled up, fast asleep, in Querl's big comfy hovering chair, in front of the monitor. She has been asleep for awhile now; Holo-Querl and Holo-Lyle are careful to not speak so loudly near her general direction, or jostle the chair when they pass by.

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Grace still hasn't actually seen the Sensoriums. She'd been meaning too, but the Nightmare King fiasco got in the way. So, now she's exploring. She steps through the door and then pauses, blinking. She seems to be in a very advanced, function laboratory, complete with staff (including one who she thinks is an extraterrestrial, unless skin-dye has come into fashion lately). She takes a few steps inside, looking around with evident curiosity and amazement.

"Oh my God..."

That extraterrestrial looks up from his datapads and numbers to look in Grace's general direction. And by 'look', he glares at her as if she is a speck of dirt on his purple, pressed, jacket. He sets down the datapad that he had been analyzing for data transfer, and strides purposely over.

"What are you doing in here? Do you lack the ability to raise your fist to the doors and knock? It is one of the many reasons you humans have fingers." He folds his arms across his chest and gives Grace a very sour look.

Grace blinked, her expression settling into something between exasperation and scorn. "I didn't know the room was occupied. They don't exactly have a "in use" sign outside."

She vaguely recognized him. He was similar enough to one of the crewmembers she'd seen wandering around. "Are you always this rude to newcomers or I am just getting the special treatment?"

The young brunette in the red and blue uniform notices the commotion - turns his head to make sure that the white-haired young woman in the hovering chair is still asleep - before flying over.

"I'm sorry for Brainy being a wet blanket," - the green man snorts with a roll of eyes - "He's like this with generally everyone. Hi, I'm Lyle." He puts out his hand with a friendly smile.

Grace turned her attention from "Brainy", focusing on Lyle instead. At least this young man seems to know what he's doing and how to treat people. She's polite, but to the point. "Dr. Grace Augustine, exobiologist."

She reached out and shook his hand with a quick, firm grip. "Is this a recreation of the facilities you have back home?"

Wow. Strong hands. They almost cause the holo to lose form and phase. He smiles shyly. "Nice to make your acquaintance, Dr. Augustine." And then nods 'yes' at her second question. "Yes. The Lab Complex within Legion HQ. You are welcome to come in--"

Before Brainy can interject with 'no', Lyle puts up a hand. "--provided that you don't disturb our teammate, who is asleep in the chair over there." He nods in that general direction.

Grace glanced at the sleeping woman and smiled slightly. "Well. I'll do my best not to. Just make sure green bean doesn't toss any more insults and we'll probably be fine." That said, she moved past to examine the equipment. Good lord, what she would have given to have half this stuff on Pandora. She had pretty advanced stuff as it was, too.

'Green Bean' looks about ready to recolor someone's quarks. But before he can retort something scathing, his shorter lab partner interjects the angry tension by reminding Brainy that they have work to do.

Brainy gives the back of Grace's head a heated glare, before turning around on his heel, back to the table, and resuming his data gathering.

Nura has not stirred once during the argument.

Grace isn't going to disturb her. At least not intentionally. She's far too busy checking out all of the shiny new equipment to bother her, in any case. The noise she makes isn't loud, but it might be enough to wake her up if Nura's a light sleeper.

Nura only makes a murmuring sound - Brainy's head shoots up - and turns a little in the chair, too deep into sleep to be disturbed - Brainy's head returns to bowing over the datapads.

Grace glances at Querl and rolls her eyes silently at him. Lighten up, buddy. She wishes she actually had something to study using all of this at the moment - even if it is just a hologram. Really, the only thing she has right now is her plant suit and she's not about to take it apart just yet. She leans against one of the consoles, thinking. How does a ship this big operate, anyway?

"Are you looking for something in particular, Dr. Augustine?" Lyle is at her side, helpful smile and arms folded in front of him unlike Brainy's arms which are folded seriously behind his back.

He cocks his head to the side. "The Lab Complex also has a research center."

"No, not really. Just exploring. I was going to use the sensoriums - try and get a decent look at Pandora again, for old time's sake - but it turns out the room's occupied." Grace shrugs. "I'm taking a break after the Nightmare King."

"The monitor has all the known celestial bodies registered, so if you'd like to look at your...planet...you are welcome to use the the databases."

Querl shoots Lyle a look. "But please take the volume down to quark level so that it won't disturb Nura's sleep." Lyle nods his head at the sleeping beauty young woman, still all curled up and snug in the chair.

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Let Sleeping Precogs Lie

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Grace vs. Holo-Querl. Let the war begin.

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