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♥: Your muse crying about something

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This was the last thing he had expected. For him to return to his small office to find Laurencia crying inside it. His eyes widened with worry, before walking towards her, tentatively.  

“Okay, enough lab time for me, I think.”

The Doctor hopped down from the table she’d been perched on, snatching her coat from the chair she’d slung it over and shrugging it on.

“I’m going out to the field site. I need to get a look at this thing in the flesh-- or-- or rather, in the metal, I s’pose. D’you wanna come with me?”

She flashed Laurencia a grin that, regardless of who it was directed at, usually meant trouble.

Puzzles were kind of Laurencia’s thing. Spotting seemingly meaningless details that could be the key to an overall mystery? It was her speciality. At least, it was when it came to mysteries hidden within biological samples and bizarre chemical combos. Puzzles like this, though, were something new for her. This was a puzzle in a literal sense. But she had a sneaking suspicion it wasn’t as simple as a Rubik’s Cube. Laurencia took a long sip of her hot chocolate, thinking.

“Well, I suppose we could start with the most obvious clue. Do we know what the inscription on the casing translates to?”

Henry enjoyed mechanical challenges, motorbikes or spaceships that weren’t working? He loved those. But puzzles, he wasn’t too good with. Perhaps it was because he never saw the fun in solving puzzles because there seemed to be no purpose.  But today, there was the need to get this puzzle solved, and soon, for the sake of the planet. Kate needed answers. 

They were the only ones who could deliver. Why were both Osgoods away when they needed them.