"That is the plan," Orion confirmed, turning back to sigh at the wall again.
"Even if it will take some time. This sort of thing isn't exact. Meanings and translations of dead languages are often up for debate, and previous context for this glyph has been...inconsistent. To say the least. That's part of why we can't figure it out."
A moments pause with the scanner, and Orion was able to bring up a small holo of a old and crumbling looking wall painting, mechs in professional scanning equipment and datapads around it. The strange, round glyph was barely visible somewhere near the bottom, right where the wall crumbled away.
"The Hardwire-Tintop artdeco manuscript, dated to the second age. The most popular speculation is that the glyph is referring to dying star or a scraplet infestation, depending on translation for the contextually important bits. It breaks off pretty ominously."
Another click, and the image switched to another; this time, a tiny manuscript, written in shaky hand-lasered etchings.
"The Malloy letters, from the end of the second age. The previous context is gone, and the writer - unknown - rambles on about end times in obvious insanity. The glyph could stand for some sort of doom the mad mech predicted - supposedly his own demise to his slow, processor rust, according to most."
Orion waved a hand helplessly, indicating that it was all he had; but he didn't sound terribly convinced by the conclusion.
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Date: 2015-08-25 06:06 am (UTC)"Even if it will take some time. This sort of thing isn't exact. Meanings and translations of dead languages are often up for debate, and previous context for this glyph has been...inconsistent. To say the least. That's part of why we can't figure it out."
A moments pause with the scanner, and Orion was able to bring up a small holo of a old and crumbling looking wall painting, mechs in professional scanning equipment and datapads around it. The strange, round glyph was barely visible somewhere near the bottom, right where the wall crumbled away.
"The Hardwire-Tintop artdeco manuscript, dated to the second age. The most popular speculation is that the glyph is referring to dying star or a scraplet infestation, depending on translation for the contextually important bits. It breaks off pretty ominously."
Another click, and the image switched to another; this time, a tiny manuscript, written in shaky hand-lasered etchings.
"The Malloy letters, from the end of the second age. The previous context is gone, and the writer - unknown - rambles on about end times in obvious insanity. The glyph could stand for some sort of doom the mad mech predicted - supposedly his own demise to his slow, processor rust, according to most."
Orion waved a hand helplessly, indicating that it was all he had; but he didn't sound terribly convinced by the conclusion.