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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ferrix" data-source="post: 3027248" data-attributes="member: 6115">Christian ruffles through the photographs on the old oak desk he'd had since he entered university.  Turning towards the Apple MacBook the university had supplied him with while he did his work here, he pulled one of the windows to the fore.  It was full of the Aramaic script  scanned in from the pictures, he hadn't broken the code yet, but he needed a break from his office at least.Folding the MacBook closed, he tucked it into the main pocket of the worn leather satchel he had toted for years.  Slinging it over his shoulder he headed out of his office, closing it and locking it behind him.  The odd motif on the object still gave him pause, perhaps Carey could give him some more detail on where it came from.  He headed towards Carey's office, the man had odd working hours and checking wouldn't hurt.</blockquote>