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And so Jae did what he was told and shut down his mind. Or rather closed it off. He compartmentalized everything internally and stopped any seeping. He hated doing this, it made him feel slow and cold, an emotionless void. He considered that this must have been how Damian Starchaser felt all the time, a horrible uncaring being.
Staring at the artifacts he saw Tobias leave and turned to stare at Kyra. The two were alone together for a moment and his mind raced. His eyes examined her features for a moment watching as she breathed in and out. The wall fell, the compartments disorganized as his cheeks flushed and he hurriedly studied the artifacts in front of him.
Something here, they had to be after something. The horn with writing was the most obvious one, perhaps if he translated it. He brought up his datapad and began to read the words and look at the pad. Language changed over the thousands of years it existed, and even dead languages had their variation and yet his heart started to beat hard as he translated.
Was it just Kyra’s pheromones? No, it was anticipation. Each word was leading closer to knowledge, further from ignorance.
Scanning for keywords he saw a reference to a long road, the golden path, a house of void or perhaps just a flowery text for empty temple. There was further reference to a deathworld, and a key hidden in….
“The Garden of Qadesh…..” he said in a barely audible whisper staring at the artifact. This was it, this was his big break! Fortune and glory…..
Kyra Perl Tobias Katarn
Staring at the artifacts he saw Tobias leave and turned to stare at Kyra. The two were alone together for a moment and his mind raced. His eyes examined her features for a moment watching as she breathed in and out. The wall fell, the compartments disorganized as his cheeks flushed and he hurriedly studied the artifacts in front of him.
Something here, they had to be after something. The horn with writing was the most obvious one, perhaps if he translated it. He brought up his datapad and began to read the words and look at the pad. Language changed over the thousands of years it existed, and even dead languages had their variation and yet his heart started to beat hard as he translated.
Was it just Kyra’s pheromones? No, it was anticipation. Each word was leading closer to knowledge, further from ignorance.
Scanning for keywords he saw a reference to a long road, the golden path, a house of void or perhaps just a flowery text for empty temple. There was further reference to a deathworld, and a key hidden in….
“The Garden of Qadesh…..” he said in a barely audible whisper staring at the artifact. This was it, this was his big break! Fortune and glory…..
Kyra Perl Tobias Katarn