[i]"Fuck fuck fuck!"[/i]

The ordinarily composed Lieutenant was screaming at her equipment as she kicked it into the dirt. Not a woman who wastes words, Lt. Rorq had three reasons for the three fucks she gave and didn't even begin to pack as she desperately tried to get back to the ship. Instead she quickly switched her machines to passive scan mode while having them forward their results through the linking pylons that boosted their comm signal as much as it did. "The ore vein I had my eye on when we were in orbit," she explained the first fuck to all those present, "It [i]moved[/i]." 

Cobalt, and other ferromagnetic metals, had many applications in computer, engineering, and other technical designs. Since they left orbit, she had geo-tagged a number of worthwhile veins of materials worth mining for the Vitae even if the planet didn't prove stable for long-term colonization. The initial readings, thanks to the planet's interference, seemed to imply that some geological phenomena had mixed a number of metals together through vein melting and intermix. New evidence, however, suggests that was no the case. 

"That's not all, that interference field shifted too!" That was the second fuck as she quickly postulated, while manipulating her machinery, that the field is a byproduct of the swarms. For a collective field of planetary scale to affected by microscopic creatures, they must outnumber all the drops of water in the ocean. The implications from electrostatics alone were massive and unnerving. While she couldn't be sure whether or not the nanites were machines, even if they weren't, neuro-electric activity through a cobalt shell would be equally as disruptive as synthetic electrical current. At least, on the macroscopic scale of microscopic entities.

She finished programming her machines to automate and relay the scans for as long as they were in range, or, for as long as they remained operational whichever was longer. The explanation of the third fuck came as she turned to the biologist who had been hovering over her minutes before. "The vector field has ordinality, direction, and acceleration." The statement spoke for itself, as neither of which are naturally occurring phenomena among non-intelligent life. While she couldn't even begin to guess at the type of intelligence, be it rudimentary primal intelligence, or highly sophisticated advanced intelligence, she knew one thing. It was time to go. She frantically locked back from the biologist to the military escort as she snugly secured her pack to her back. 

"We need to get to the ship before they do."

[hider=OOC: Ordinality]Ordinality is a mathematical term for a group's ordering of elements and sets. In this case, the electrostatic vectors being observed are the elements of the set. What Rorq is saying is that they're basically moving as one cohesive unit, despite everything telling her that they shouldn't be. She's not referencing the seemingly random movements of the surface micro-organisms, but rather the internal structure of the vast majority of them. That, to her, they are in a sense a kind of organically [url=https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Well-order]well-ordered[/url] group, which implies the intellectual nature of organization. [/hider]