"Right, right, you need the access codes, not to mention the incantations for the actual functions, lemme - it's been four hundred years -" He fiddles with his memory implants. "And physical access to the Device. So yeah, the password incantation is - here, I'll write it down." He scribbles down all the incantations they're going to need, then swaps back in his standard memory module; he doesn't want to live day-to-day with four hundred years distant memories that fresh.
"If by standard you mean any kind invented in the last four hundred years, no, it's completely locatable. It was state of the art then and it's still got a lot of juice, but we couldn't design anything that we didn't have the knowhow for."
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"Perfect."
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