Karen had been surprised upon receiving a call from the Bridge. Apparently, they wanted her somewhere she could see the action and observe the Devastators, as well as some sort of advisement. They probably assumed she had any real idea what the Vitae's weapons were capable of. With a frantic energy barely far enough away from panic, Karen's frazzled brain decided to give Michael a hug and incoherent explaination that she was needed before running off towards the edge of Eden. She needed to get to the nearest security station for a proper viewing. It wasn't until she was entering one of said stations that she remembered the display podium in the center of Eden- which had been much closer. Too late to dwell on that now, though. 

Immediately Karen began giving orders to the room at large, and its four other inhabitants. It wasn't until a solid two minutes had passed that she realized they were staring at her confused, unaware that she specifically had orders, from the Admiral himself, to watch the enemy. This would explain why they still hadn't pulled up footage, and the three other people were just staring at her.

[i]Deep breath.[/i]

The two men seemed to be guards, just in case someone tried to break in and screw with the systems, and the woman part of more technical staff. Karen supposed that's where her words should be directed. "I'm Xenobiologist Karen Anderson, I am under orders from the bridge to observe the Devastators and advise the Admiral on any weaknesses they have. Please pull up the battle footage."

There it was. Comprehensible language, instead of the stream of near-babble she had been saying before. Speaking of which, there was the footage. And a lot of fighters, coupled with some large lasers. Light. Focused light. Karen asked for a pen and paper, and instead received an electronic drawing tablet. Close enough, she figured, while she jotted down information she wanted recorded for later.

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[quote=Karen's Notes]
Light frequency? source deduce
size of fighters    storage
materials?
			Central fighter control? Hive mind, AI?
			^
How do they communicate? Light,   smells? or other molecules (like ants)

if all one organism, how sustained? Maybe superorganism? 
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Clearly, she needed more concrete data. "Tech... Person, please have the light frequency of the lasers recorded for later. Any data is good data, y'know?"

[b]*ring*[/b]

"Hello, this is Dr. Anderson speaking, I'm in the middle of business right now."
". . ."
"Oh, uh... Eden isn't very ready for that many people right now. Some branches fell while exiting the atmosphere, and I'm afraid more might fall during warp. The edges of it should be fine, though, those are totally open."
". . ."
"Yeah, just... Be careful, and don't let anyone into the trees. I'm already worried for the safety of people and what little animal life is in there... ALSO! There's a man in there, upset. Someone should make sure he's okay."
". . ."

[i]*click*[/i]

For a niche specialist, Karen was having an excessively exciting day. "Yup," she thought, "definitely a distinct excess of excitement."