The Libertine whistles in awe and wonder, for a second seemingly unaware of his surroundings.
"Gold, silver, bronze... an iron core, expectedly. Also, lead. Lots of it, more than you would expect from an object this size" Shodan is crouching, gaze set on the sphere as if he expects it to grow legs and run "The amount of elements in this thing is staggering, and it is all made by hand. I also detect a great deal of energy, it seems to have... softened the sphere a bit" He turns to his companions, hand stretched towards the sphere's symbols "Now, those things - I don't think they are linked to Atlantis, so maybe whoever made it wasn't one of ours. The funny thing is - even the tripod needed some serious mastery to craft, and its design is so similar to the sphere's that you can bet your ass they have the same author"
Now, Shodan would love to meet the person that made them. Steal some ideas. As for suggestions...
"We should move the sphere to the Circle, get some more sets of eyes on it. Langdon, maybe?" That guy was really smart when it came to symbols, plus he seems to have Space in spades "Also, since there's a man of the law among us" A glance and a wink at Juris "then I am not the one suggesting that we could break into the Californian DMV's database and compare the cars' license plates with their registered owners, who I'm guessing are these poor fuckers" A nod at the tassified corpses "From there it's a matter of detective man-hours to work out the connections between them and just what they've been up to in the past few days" He says "Bet we could even home in on our master craftsman"