Screaming like a stuck mynock.

"They bite a little. They're a bit too hardy for mosquito spray, though," Atton says, starting down a corridor.

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Guppy sprays a bit on, for good measure, and passes it to Will.

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Will does the same before following Atton at least this time they have a map.

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"Archive Room, Archive Room," Atton mutters, peering at the signs on each door as he passes, Eventually: "Archive Room!"

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"What does a... legwreck look like?" Guppy asks, having thought about this for a moment. Can't easily avoid insecty things if you don't know what they look like.

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"What are we lookin' for in the archives, Atton?"

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"Laigrek, Guppy. They're grey-green, with red compound eyes." He paues, turning to Will. "I told you two earlier. We're looking for the remains of another laboratory. Probably just the data backed up on a disk, or the computer console."

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Guppy starts searching for a disc-like thing.

He finds a large, pink bra, stares at it for a moment, then tosses it to one side.

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Will starts searching and just keeps finding lots of stuff but he can't read most of what's on them.

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"Throw anything that looks old my way."

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Guppy moves over to hand him a rusting metal box, then goes back to digging.

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So Will starts handing over the older looking boxes of notes and journals that he finds.

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Atton, in turn, searches through them.

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Guppy reaches behind a pile of stuff to pull out a promising looking article, then gives a yell and jumps back with a standard 20th century style mousetrap attached to his finger.

"Ow ow ow gettitoff!"

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Will looks up from his pile and starts trying to pry the thing off of Guppy's finger,

"'old still."

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Atton looks over at Guppy, frowning.

"Are you okay over there?"

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"What the f*%k is a mousetrap doing in here anyway?" Guppy says, also trying to pull it off.

"Health and kriffing safety hazard, probably broken my stupid kriffing finger."

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"Dinna think its broken, spring's rusted."

Finally Will gets it off after a good bit of prying and cursing.

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"If you're finger's broken, I'll heal it, Guppy."

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"Thanks." Guppy massages it and gives it a little wiggle. "Hm, probably not broken. Just made me jump."

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"Weird place to 'ave it. Ye found aught, Atton?"

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"I think this is it," Atton says, holding up a small square object. "Thanks, whichever one of you found this."

He connects it up to his datapad, with a little bit of difficulty, and watches as a hologram of a Rakata (once they've probably become used to seeing, by now) appears.

"Many of my test subjects have died as a result of the growth technology, from cancerous tumours. However, one subject, Aurek, has been growing well. It is now sixteen feet long, and can infect rakatoid beings with its parasites, despite their relative size and intelligence. It shows the first signs of sentience, and considerable Force ability."

He paces, slightly.

"I have tested its abilities out on sixty slaves so far, thirty alive and thirty dead. The results have all been remarkably similar. Rapid infection and bodily alteration, including shedding of skin and vast alterations of circulatory, respiratory, digestive and nervous systems, along with the growth of an exoskeleton. At the moment, Aurek seems to be following its instinct to make workers for the gathering of resources for building a habitat. However, I hope that as it grows more intelligent, I can refine this to produce better workers, or soldiers."

The hologram fizzles out.

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"So they are testing it on people." Guppy says quietly.

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"Aye, 'orrible thing to do."

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