She shook her head. "I don't know," she admitted. "As scattered as everyone else here, I think, but paleontology's never exactly been my field. They just stay in this part of the island and we stay in ours." Except when they came to gawk like tourists. What else could be done when there was something like this around? There were notes on them in the Council office, left over from the people before, but that was one set of details that didn't really stick with her.
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Date: 2008-12-22 11:54 pm (UTC)