We arrived at the Lab shortly. All it took was to step through the gateway, and we were there. By getting to locations in a blink of an eye, gates have saved the time it takes for people of all races to commune to major cities and to Lion's Arch. Without these, many of the races would've been a lot more isolated, and any traders seeking to travel to the nearest major city would've had to face bandits and rogues of the road.
Nevertheless, when we stepped through the portal, the scenery changed. A wide open expanse appeared before us with a building in the distance. The lab consisted of an indoor workspace, and a outdoor testing area under the roof of beautifully built Asuran architecture. While my Krewe mainly consisted of the three of us, Crimsonarian, Zazag, and myself, there were many researchers present in the lab. As we gave Xeilas a tour of the testing facilities, he made note of the number of people in our Krewe. I took the part in explaining that our Krewe had a few researchers who were moving on from an old Krewe, and thus we could inherit the lab and the people who worked there.
Zazag led the way past several researches who seemed ready to report in, "I'll be just a moment, I need to show a guest our lab". We followed Zazag to the golem construction and testing area. Zazag would every now and then stop and point out several distinct landmarks of the lab, "Here's were we do our tests outside of the lab... Here's a 6 sided cuboidal holo-projector... Here's where we assemble our golems." I would look back at Crimsonarian and Xeilas, who both seemed to exhibit different feelings about the tour. Crim was looking around, and in knowing the lab already, he seemed slightly bored at the tour, but was patient and kind enough to accompany us. Xeilas on the other hand was quiet, and speculative. I could not tell what his feelings were about the tour, but he did seem interested at some aspects of the tour. I was really excited that Xeilas was seeing my lab, since it would justify my actions from Divinity's Reach, where we had first met. I went ahead from the tour, and went to the central hub of the lab. I almost forgotten to compile my report. Earlier Zazag had entered my findings into the central 3D display unit, and we could see what my research in the field has brought back.
But in order to accurately explain my findings, I need to write down my experiences on here, in the computer system. I had an entire file on my trip for Experiment 27 research... but something happened with my report.
I was there in the lab, compiling my report into a readable, easy access file, and I stepped away from the screen for a few moments to notice that the tour group arrived. Zazag walked around the room, explaining its purpose, while Crim spoke with several of the researchers. Xeilas was quiet still, but something was different. It seemed like he had the interest in the sciences. Whenever he spoke, it was as a response to some observation, and in the main lab at that moment, when two Asuran openly spoke about math problem they were having, he provided a solution quicker than it could be written down. This stuck my interests about him even more. Xeilas had paced around a little and had arrived to the computer terminal where my report was being compiled. He stood there and looked at the screen, and a few seconds later he backed away. There was a bolded word on the screen, "ERROR: COMPILING FAILURE". That was when my work was corrupted.
It would take me days to fix the data, and more still to get back on track with the project.
I was able to stop the error from spreading through the system, but now doubts pierced my mind, and I was left wondering whether Xeilas was the one who caused the compiling error or not. Oddly enough, during the scene with me attempting to save the files during the error, Xeilas walked outside. Zazag and Crim went to look for him, and eventually found him sometime later sitting on some steps looking into the sky. If he was trying to sabotage my Krewe, he would have taken an opportunity to get a quick get away. So why was he just sitting around, looking into space? I have decided to confront him about this later. Xeilas, after the door, went his own way to do whatever his profession required of him. And for now I'm left here writing up this makeshift entry to keep an accurate log of the events that have gone on. Let's hope I can get those journal files soon!
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