R&D Sidestory part 2
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R&D Sidestory Part 2
“Well, we know what it looks like, but what does it do?” Dr. Rogers’ aide asked as they looked at the wraparound eyepiece that Dr. Hale and her had put together the night before.
“From what I remember from last night, we were trying to find a way to block the strange thing that the Asari do from working,” Dr. Rogers shrugged. “I’m pretty certain that we destroyed three or four neurohelmets trying to make this thing in the process though.”
“There are also five slates here that you dismantled,” another engineer spoke up. “Looks like you decided that we needed some of the microchips and solder that go into them for your device here.
“It looks like a cut-down neurohelmet at first glance,” one of the assistants spoke up. “But you included a whole HUD interface on this eyepiece. It’s actually nearly identical to the OS that we use on the Mithril in functionality.”
“It’s all starting to come back to me, just give me a moment, and then I’ll explain,” Adamina said as she took a massive gulp from her cup of coffee.
“So, the theory that Dr. Hale came up with is that the Asari generates low-level psionic fields in order to make themselves appear more attractive to whatever species that they are interacting with. From what we can tell, it affects everyone universally unless they are wearing a neurohelmet. From observations, the Asari don’t even realize that they are doing this, but the psionic field helps them figure out exactly how to shift their body language and speech patterns to assist in helping them find a mate or to influence whomever they are talking to. The Neurohelmet blocks this because it’s essentially already communicating with our brains at all times. Every suit of Mithril has one built-in for the HUD interface to work after all.”
“So by cutting down the Neurohelmet and turning it into something like this,” the assistant held up the eyepiece that the two doctors had drunkenly created the night before. “You think it can block the field?”
“To be honest, we were drunk and just basing everything off of Dr. Hale’s theory,” Rogers replied. “But if it works, then her theory will be proven right.”
“But how would someone not know about that sort of thing?” One of the aids asked. “You’d think that it would be fairly obvious to the Asari that they’re unduly influencing folks.”
“If this is true, then I’d assume that this is kept in the dark for all but the highest levels of society,” another assistant spoke up. “The more people that know a secret, the easier it is for it to leak. So, based on that theory, the field probably grows stronger the older the Asari is as well, which is why that Matron was so influential to that Quarian guy we had helping us.”
“But it can be resisted normally,” another engineer pointed out. “Because we have evidence that she tried to get Sura to leave as well but she chose not to.”
“We said low-level for a reason,” Dr. Hale said as she entered the lab. “I’m fairly certain that it can’t make you think things that you didn’t already think, but it does make it easier for them to get people to see things from their point of view. Which would explain why they have a reputation for being the diplomats of this galaxy.”
“Everyone feels like whatever Matriarch they send is on their side, even when negotiations aren’t necessarily in their favor.”
“That, and they probably make sure to only send Matriarchs that are ‘in the know’ as it were,” Dr. Hale replied. “They wouldn’t want to have a mistake happen by someone not trained using their field right.”
“Most of the Asari probably don’t even realize that they’re using this field,” Dr. Rogers stated. “They’re probably just going about their life, and are simply happy that everyone finds them attractive.”
“Well, this doesn’t exactly fix our whole mind control issue yet, does it?”
“Not until we can get these into production,” Rogers indicated the eyepiece and headset. “We’re going to need to see how we can improve this, and if we can make any of these compatible with some of the aliens down below.”
“Sounds like a plan,” the lead engineer said with a grin. “Just promise me one thing.”
“Yes?” Rogers asked with a raised eyebrow.
“No more drunk science without supervision,” the rest of the scientists laughed. “This is our lab too, and we’d appreciate it if it stayed intact.”
“Well, we know what it looks like, but what does it do?” Dr. Rogers’ aide asked as they looked at the wraparound eyepiece that Dr. Hale and her had put together the night before.
“From what I remember from last night, we were trying to find a way to block the strange thing that the Asari do from working,” Dr. Rogers shrugged. “I’m pretty certain that we destroyed three or four neurohelmets trying to make this thing in the process though.”
“There are also five slates here that you dismantled,” another engineer spoke up. “Looks like you decided that we needed some of the microchips and solder that go into them for your device here.
“It looks like a cut-down neurohelmet at first glance,” one of the assistants spoke up. “But you included a whole HUD interface on this eyepiece. It’s actually nearly identical to the OS that we use on the Mithril in functionality.”
“It’s all starting to come back to me, just give me a moment, and then I’ll explain,” Adamina said as she took a massive gulp from her cup of coffee.
“So, the theory that Dr. Hale came up with is that the Asari generates low-level psionic fields in order to make themselves appear more attractive to whatever species that they are interacting with. From what we can tell, it affects everyone universally unless they are wearing a neurohelmet. From observations, the Asari don’t even realize that they are doing this, but the psionic field helps them figure out exactly how to shift their body language and speech patterns to assist in helping them find a mate or to influence whomever they are talking to. The Neurohelmet blocks this because it’s essentially already communicating with our brains at all times. Every suit of Mithril has one built-in for the HUD interface to work after all.”
“So by cutting down the Neurohelmet and turning it into something like this,” the assistant held up the eyepiece that the two doctors had drunkenly created the night before. “You think it can block the field?”
“To be honest, we were drunk and just basing everything off of Dr. Hale’s theory,” Rogers replied. “But if it works, then her theory will be proven right.”
“But how would someone not know about that sort of thing?” One of the aids asked. “You’d think that it would be fairly obvious to the Asari that they’re unduly influencing folks.”
“If this is true, then I’d assume that this is kept in the dark for all but the highest levels of society,” another assistant spoke up. “The more people that know a secret, the easier it is for it to leak. So, based on that theory, the field probably grows stronger the older the Asari is as well, which is why that Matron was so influential to that Quarian guy we had helping us.”
“But it can be resisted normally,” another engineer pointed out. “Because we have evidence that she tried to get Sura to leave as well but she chose not to.”
“We said low-level for a reason,” Dr. Hale said as she entered the lab. “I’m fairly certain that it can’t make you think things that you didn’t already think, but it does make it easier for them to get people to see things from their point of view. Which would explain why they have a reputation for being the diplomats of this galaxy.”
“Everyone feels like whatever Matriarch they send is on their side, even when negotiations aren’t necessarily in their favor.”
“That, and they probably make sure to only send Matriarchs that are ‘in the know’ as it were,” Dr. Hale replied. “They wouldn’t want to have a mistake happen by someone not trained using their field right.”
“Most of the Asari probably don’t even realize that they’re using this field,” Dr. Rogers stated. “They’re probably just going about their life, and are simply happy that everyone finds them attractive.”
“Well, this doesn’t exactly fix our whole mind control issue yet, does it?”
“Not until we can get these into production,” Rogers indicated the eyepiece and headset. “We’re going to need to see how we can improve this, and if we can make any of these compatible with some of the aliens down below.”
“Sounds like a plan,” the lead engineer said with a grin. “Just promise me one thing.”
“Yes?” Rogers asked with a raised eyebrow.
“No more drunk science without supervision,” the rest of the scientists laughed. “This is our lab too, and we’d appreciate it if it stayed intact.”