Professor Layton | 001

[picaratmaster]

Who: Professor Hershel Layton, his asssistants and apprentices (Luke Triton, Clive Triton, possibly Ema Skye?), somarium
Where: Saburra Desert, near the edge of the first and second districts and the outskirts of Lake Meridian.
Style: My thread starter is in third, but the rest will most likely be in first. IT'S JUST FASTER, GUYS.
Status: Open

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[picaratmaster]

Hmmm... Almost, but not quite. If we had struck oil, my friend, the pressure from the earth would have shot our peculiar black substance up into the air and make a rather large mess out of us. Very lucky, indeed, that we didn't strike oil, don't you agree?

[When the esteemed director of the freshly-minted Federal Bureau of Investigation approaches the Professor, the crowd has begun to migrate toward the commotion inside the revealed ruins. The Professor is soon left largely to himself to converse with Edgeworth, and, with a close glance, Layton smiles sheepishly in realizing that this man clearly doesn't belong with the other reporters milling about.]

--Oh, dear, you're not a journalist, are you? Pardon my rudeness, but I don't believe we've had the pleasure of making each other's acquaintance. How shall I address you, my friend?

[picaratmaster]

I have read very much about your efforts to attack the roots of crime itself. It is a noble and commendable cause in these trying times, Mr. Edgeworth. But I admit I did not expect the director of an investigation bureau to have any interest in new archaeological discoveries.

[minigentleman]

[Being allowed to skip school for the day to come along on this excursion was exciting enough for Luke, but even more so, though any other boy his age would have gotten bored within the first few minutes, Luke was in complete awe at this professor's discovery. Not too many people found much in the desert, and yet, here was something huge.

Luke was wandering around confidently, even as the journalists and other scientists towered over him, taking notes about everything he could.]

[picaratmaster]

Luke, my boy, come here! [calls the Professor from across the archaeological site when he has a moment of peace outside of the interviews and the photographs. He's waving to the boy cheerfully.] Have you surveyed the ruins like I asked? Tell me, what have you discovered on your own?

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[minigentleman]

[He didn't keep the professor waiting, and nodded excitedly at the questions.]

I never imagined that the desert was hiding something this huge! I can't believe how well preserved all of the buildings are too. You'd think that they would have started to wear down more if they really are as old as they look.

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[minigentleman]

[As he finished speaking, he looked back at the main excavated building with a perplexed frown.]

I still don't know what to make of those black clouds, though... Do you have any idea what could be causing them, Professor?

[doveindisguise]

[And there is the young Clive Triton beside the highly respected and well dressed man, snapping picture after picture for his local newspaper. Even if he was one of the first to hear about this incredible discovery by his dear friend, the reporter would take every opportunity he could for more photographic evidence. Sometimes the written word was not enough to sway a man`s beliefs.]

Amazing, Professor! Simply astounding find!

[picaratmaster]

They are truly spectacular, aren't they, my dear Clive?

[Layton turns around to appraise the majesty of these uncovered ruins, an admiring smile on his face.]

The craftsmanship, though considerably worn after years of being buried in the desert, is superb. Whatever ancient culture constructed these monuments had meant to fashion these grounds as a splendor. Perhaps, I would say, as a holy or sacred ground.

Simply fascinating!

[doveindisguise]

[The younger male can't help but mimic his mentor's enthusiastic smile.]

How old would you say these ruins might be? Is there anyway to decipher their exact age after all of this time?

[picaratmaster]

It is difficult to say with any amount of certainty at the moment. We have only just begun excavation, and the necessary lab tests are in their infancy.

However, if we use the bas reliefs on the interior and exterior walls as any point of judgment, my theory is that these ruins may date back as early as the second ancient area. They must be at least three thousand years old, if not more.

[dedikayted]

[Kay, still in her waitress uniform, can't help but stare and wish that she had a camera. The girl tries to inch closer to the building, though.

KAY IS BUSY BEING ALL 1920'S AND STUFF AND DOESN'T REMEMBER BEING A THIEF AT ALL BUT SHE'S STILL PRETTY INTERESTED IN THE TREASURE.]

What kind of treasure?

[picaratmaster]

Why, a cultural treasure, of course. They are the vestiges of a long-forgotten civilization that we archaeologists are tasked with puzzling together.

What kind of treasure do you like, my dear young lady?

[dedikayted]

Wow! How long has it been gone?

[She winks.] The kind that rakes in the cash. [Pause.] But I guess if you can call it treasure, it must be interesting.

Late? What ever do you mean.

[dangerouscience]

This certainly was a bigger turn out than I thought it was. This is really amazing. Though, I hope we didn't overlook anything.

[Ema has been recording the finds and the structures that the professor had come across, not to mention herself. Least there was no worry about people touching anything and everything, since most important items were still being looked at.]

ME TOO ;O; No worries

[picaratmaster]

This is only the beginning of our archaeological exploration, Ema. Anything we have overlooked will be uncovered in time, and I am sure it will add to this exciting puzzle we have discovered.

Are you keeping your notes neatly organized? I do hope you'll consider including your work with this project in your final report.

You're always late. But ilu anyway. <3

[dangerouscience]

That's true. There's still so much to this place and its swimming in mystery. I guess I'm only worrying a little. These reporters make me a little nervous.
[That and flashing those damn light bulbs in her eyes.]

Lecturing me now, professor? Notes like these are far too important to be scattered everywhere. Of course I will! This has probably been the anticipated part of this project.

I'd actually love to do this more often.