[But that doesn't mean nothing is here. He's always been more skilled at reading into the living; the call of machinery is a wholly different feeling. There's some draw here, the kind he gets when his fingers itch and he comes to understand the layout of the technology in front of him.
There may not be people here, whoever did this is still a step or two away from what they've uncovered, but the things they left behind must be.
He grimaces and instead of taking the hallway ahead of them, he pushes into the first "empty" room off the corridor. It looks as strewn and deserted as the first floor had: the mess of frantic work left behind in a rush, and what looks like a computer. The technology is ancient and not immediately familiar.]
But "hardly" still means something...
[He glances back at Obi-Wan before getting to work. An audio log is the most recent file accessible, and it sounds like thunder in the near-silent graveyard they're traipsing through.]
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[But that doesn't mean nothing is here. He's always been more skilled at reading into the living; the call of machinery is a wholly different feeling. There's some draw here, the kind he gets when his fingers itch and he comes to understand the layout of the technology in front of him.
There may not be people here, whoever did this is still a step or two away from what they've uncovered, but the things they left behind must be.
He grimaces and instead of taking the hallway ahead of them, he pushes into the first "empty" room off the corridor. It looks as strewn and deserted as the first floor had: the mess of frantic work left behind in a rush, and what looks like a computer. The technology is ancient and not immediately familiar.]
But "hardly" still means something...
[He glances back at Obi-Wan before getting to work. An audio log is the most recent file accessible, and it sounds like thunder in the near-silent graveyard they're traipsing through.]