“Fellow Knight and Inspector Nilan, I am Jolyne Atreides sent to help with the situation” bowing as she introduced herself she nodded to each of the scientists there. It seemed that the situation must have grown out of hand if this many people needed to be called in, but Jolyne still held confidence that she would be able to unlock the mystery behind this crisis of greenery.
As many minds as there were it seemed there were even more theories swirling among the members here and it took quite some time to go through them all, but it was necessary for them to carry on and still retain the scientists co-operation. Thinking back, it was not that much different from placating nobles Jolyne thought to herself as she listened to the umpteenth theory which went over some early established points while ignoring others to suit their own narrative rather than letting the facts speak for themselves. Still it was not so bad and Jolyne had suffered through much, much worse previously in her life.
“So essentially we need more samples to be sure but all that we can agree on is that this is a result of unchecked magic” Inspector Nilan stated looking far less patient than Jolyne was, not that she could blame him considering the difference in time the two spent with the scientists.
“And I am the one to get the samples, gotcha” Jolyne said warmly as she internally worried about her own magic causing something similar to this one day. It was entirely possible that she could create something similar through misuse of Green Genetics, while Jolyne loved to plan ahead she was not egotistical enough to believe that she could chart all the possibilities in her mind.
Flashes of desert and giant crawling and shifting dunes filled her brain for a brief second. The mind eye was flooded and Jolyne was transported in a similar way that the blue orb had transported her. It was an interesting experience to be sure but not one that she wished to replicate.
Jolyne Atreides accepted the devices to transport, store and collect the samples needed to confirm the suspicions of the scientists around her. She accepted these things gladly as she knew that the sooner she completed this the sooner Nilan would be free from what was to him a living hell, his eyes were dead mirrors of sorror, regret and pain and every so often Jolyne heard him utter the most forlorn sigh she had heard in a long time. It was her top priority to help this sad old man, it was almost a running theme at this point.
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