Circe listened carefully to what Nicky described, her eyes going wide a bit. "Well... I'd heard stories about Pandora... but from Raal and some independent research I did. It was designed as a last resort doomsday device allegedly, but its power was too great, so the Ancestors sealed it away somewhere... as for the device you mentioned in the Mojave, I'd heard stories about that place as well." she continued. "The Ancestors had determined the most likely place Pandora could be used with optimum efficiency, so had built a series of shielding devices to cancel out Pandora's signal and render it useless. That place I know exists, though I've never been there, and it should be fairly common knowledge to the councils as well. If so, then the thing outside could very well be Pandora." she said with a level of concern.
"You said they were trying to boost its signal?" Circe asked now. "I suppose we would have to determine how they were planning on doing this but no..." she shook her head here. "It can't be the Great Showers. If it was, then the Ancestors were responsible for wiping their own kind out... it wouldn't make any sense. Something's... off about this. Because meteor showers would indeed make the planet very uninhabitable for a time. They would need some substantial method of surviving such an event themselves if they plan to use it. I think perhaps Pandora does something else... something not related to meteors" the female raptor mused aloud.
"Good cover story. But no, I can't mask my scent." It was Vincent's turn to shake his head here. "Most dinos aren't even aware that pheromones can be controlled... that knowledge has been long lost over time, and Circe's really the only one that can do it."
"And it took me years and years of training." Circe added. "We'll just have to hope we can get out of here in time before Raal catches on. To be honest, I'm surprised he bought your cover story at all, since scents are very specific to each dino." she explained. "I suppose we should count ourselves lucky he didn't detain you. I want another look at this Pandora though..." she said thoughtfully, trailing off with narrowed eyes.
Suddenly, Nicky's cell phone rang on his belt, vibrating from the incoming call. If he looked, the detective would've seen a number he didn't recognize...