Freeport 10's Research Deck: Commonwealth Research and Development Wing.

[Enkidu]

Achille appeared beside Perez with the grace of a vampire. "Ceri, now I do realise you are somewhat fond of your work, but do you really need to wear such tawdry, functional clothes as a flight suit among the 'deck itself? It really doesn't mesh with the atmospherics, Jenny...."]

He peered over her shoulder, as he did with her colleague, and watched noiselessly the numbers roll.

"...Ah, so what have you found cheri? Simulative testing? Oui, very benign, yes..." He murmured unexpectedly, mostly to himself, staring at the screens as though knew exactly what he was gawping at, which he quite possibly did.

"Magnificent, magnificent..." Achille narrated quite superfluously, before halting his colleague with a press of the hand. "...Jenny, if you'd just scroll back as to, ah no, somewhat too far, up, keep going; bien, you have it! There lies the solution to our powerplant predicament..."

"Antimatter cheri. What else possesses a significantly negligible mass?"

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