09-22-2015, 06:43 PM
Athena followed Kopaka's receding form with her senses for a few moments, but soon turned her attention back to the problem at hand. She would figure out how to use the contact that the Toa had given her later. The God-Soul could feel the storm troopers' eyes on her as she continued observing Glen. It was unfortunate that the Prime seemed to be the best one for the job at the moment; honestly, she had no expertise in the area of... whatever this was. The horned hippogriff's body was suspended in the air, as if with strings or by magnetic force. She hadn't reacted at all to the Athena's approach, and it was unclear whether she was even aware of the team's entrance. It would be tremendously useful to peer into the librarian's mind to see what had happened and check her level of awareness, but Athena hesitated.
Although blind, she could still sense something severely amiss in the air around her, and she could tell that the others did too. The space in this room was filled with some sort of static energy that hovered at the edges of her perception. There was no doubt in Athena's mind that it was emanating from the floating Glen. It was unlike anything she had encountered in her home world, and it unnerved her. However, if the Soul of Mind were going to be of any use in this situation, she would have to use the abilities that were most readily available to her. She sat down to steady herself for what she might find and entered the hippogriff's mind.
It was like walking from a dark, quiet room into a crowded city on a sunny day... or entering Coruscant from the Nexus for the first time. Athena was flooded. If her capable mind hadn't been made specifically for storing and sorting vast amounts of information, the influx probably would have overloaded her. As it was, she was still unable to concentrate on any one piece of it. All she could do was dig through to Glen's buried consciousness and send a single message.
Wake up.
With that, Athena quickly retreated into herself again. She raised her head as she once again sensed only the librarian's office, the rest of her small team... and Glen, who had evidently collapsed onto the floor. The hippogriff, with uncharacteristic slowness and deliberation, lifted herself into a sitting position. Athena faced her with apprehension, but also with interest. She was surprised that any mortal creature could filter through that much data and still retain even basic motor control. How had the librarian been affected by whatever had gone on here, and especially by the amulet? At least she was conscious. The situation could have been much worse, and if it turned out that she was still being harmed by the Lavalliere's power, it could always be removed.
Although blind, she could still sense something severely amiss in the air around her, and she could tell that the others did too. The space in this room was filled with some sort of static energy that hovered at the edges of her perception. There was no doubt in Athena's mind that it was emanating from the floating Glen. It was unlike anything she had encountered in her home world, and it unnerved her. However, if the Soul of Mind were going to be of any use in this situation, she would have to use the abilities that were most readily available to her. She sat down to steady herself for what she might find and entered the hippogriff's mind.
It was like walking from a dark, quiet room into a crowded city on a sunny day... or entering Coruscant from the Nexus for the first time. Athena was flooded. If her capable mind hadn't been made specifically for storing and sorting vast amounts of information, the influx probably would have overloaded her. As it was, she was still unable to concentrate on any one piece of it. All she could do was dig through to Glen's buried consciousness and send a single message.
Wake up.
With that, Athena quickly retreated into herself again. She raised her head as she once again sensed only the librarian's office, the rest of her small team... and Glen, who had evidently collapsed onto the floor. The hippogriff, with uncharacteristic slowness and deliberation, lifted herself into a sitting position. Athena faced her with apprehension, but also with interest. She was surprised that any mortal creature could filter through that much data and still retain even basic motor control. How had the librarian been affected by whatever had gone on here, and especially by the amulet? At least she was conscious. The situation could have been much worse, and if it turned out that she was still being harmed by the Lavalliere's power, it could always be removed.
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