Library, Saturday, August 7

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Henry never went back to his apartment Saturday night; the couch in his office was a perfectly decent place to sleep.

And, when he looked out the window and saw some of the things across the landscape, he was pretty sure he'd made the right choice. There were pterodactyls out there.

After making what he suspected would be the first of many pots of coffee, Henry set up the research tables with the books that seemed like they'd been most useful the day before, then settled down with some of the back library files about old invasions open in front of him. He wasn't sure if it'd teach him anything new, but it was something to do.

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Re: Mod the Library - Research [8/07]

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Scully compared the rest of the overlay, with its connections and glowing white lines, to the portions beneath it, and had to nod, looking concerned. "It's definitely gone. You can see where it should be hooked in here--" Her finger traced the base, which was a gaping hole, and then pointed to the intact connections around it. "And where everything around it is still in place. How something could take that without taking out that whole console, I have no idea. But yes. Good eye."

Re: Mod the Library - Research [8/07]

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"Normally it's my ears that catch the details, but it was a little difficult to get the machine to talk back," said Hoshi with a slight smirk. "I'd better take this to Principal Winchester. Thanks for sharing your blueprints and photos. I don't think I would have spotted it with just my video."

Re: Mod the Library - Research [8/07]

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"You're welcome," Scully said, relieved. "I was just glad I could help here."