Cambridge Stellar Research, Surveillance Mission #3, Goddess Geode, Baffin

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After a rather long way to Baffin and unpacking all the boxes with a couple of reserved men sent to help her, a modestly-sized researcher was a bit tired and since the liquor wasn't helping much, Mal's story was the only thing keeping her of sound mind - and only feeded her curiosity which appeared when the papers giving her a work here were signed, her bags packed and the advance transferred to her card.

"Somehow, Mal, - she answered, repositioning herself on a couch to fit participance in discussion better, - I do in no way suggest to rush the work, but for me the work will start once I will be able to see those odd things and poke them with a scientific finger.

The most interesting part is that they are seemingly the parasites, but their place in the Baffin, their origin and their reasons for existance - the questions that should have a more or less clear answers, right?

Not like I expect you to open a history book once one refers to Romans, but when a beer and a can of tuna apear in a fridge every day in the right time one would sooner or later raise a question - where did it came from?"

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