10-16-2015, 11:58 PM
Glen, the Coruscanti librarian, swiveled her head with a fluid motion and fixed her gaze, albeit with her eyes still half-closed, directly on Athena's blindfolded face. There was a brief pause, and the God-Soul tilted her head, more intrigued than surprised by the hippogriff's odd behavior. Athena had expected things in the poor creature's mind to be a bit off after what happened. However, even she was certainly startled by what occurred next. Glen took a measured breath and proclaimed in a clear, smooth voice (quite unlike her usual conversational tone),
"Soul of Mind. Fate and our highest superior have brought you fortune. Your solitude is merely ephemeral... what you will find may not be what you search for, but a fraction of what you truly seek."
She then shivered violently, as if shaking dust off the crown of her head or dispelling a daze. She looked around again at her surroundings, her eyes betraying several levels of confusion that quickly turned to horror as she noticed the blood still pooling on the floor. She recoiled quickly from the body with a startled, choked vocalization, and then blinked. "Oh, right..." She tilted her chin down to look at the pendant around her neck, and then back at the dead librarian. Just a moment later, her eyes widened even further as something dawned on her. "How the hell did I forget that even happened!?" She turned towards the door and found herself face-to-face with the small band of stormtroopers and Athena. She stood automatically, as did the rest of them. One of the stormtroopers was the first to speak.
"Ma'am, please come with us for now. Events are unfolding pretty quickly, and it's safer downstairs." Glen nodded and headed out the door. Two of the soldiers flanked her, and Athena trailed at the back of the group, still at a loss for words.
Somehow, that amulet had given Glen incredible knowledge - possibly as much as Athena herself had once had access to. Only a few days ago, she reminded herself. Even the Soul of Mind, however, had never been able to prophesy. Perhaps this peculiar creature was the key to gaining back more of Athena's mental capabilities. At any rate, she couldn't let anything happen to Glen: that would be awful power in the hands of those who would abuse it. Not only had Athena been able to physically defend herself, but she had always been an expert at keeping her powers hidden. The hippogriff seemed to be incapable of that feat, at least at the moment, and already a handful of Coruscant employees were aware of her new "trick." Probably many more, Athena recalled, sensing a small, discreet camera as the group passed quietly by it in the hallway. She would have to tread carefully, and stick close to the newly-discovered prognosticator.
In the elevator on the way down (one of the ones still in use), the fortune-teller in question finally broke the silence.
"Were there others hurt?"
"Only the killer himself," responded the closest stormtrooper, "as far as we know. Probably a suicide." Glen looked grim, but nodded slowly.
"I'm not entirely surprised. He did kind of seem like a lunatic."
Athena listened in on this short exchange, but then quickly returned to her own thoughts. What had Glen's earlier words meant? Most parts of it weren't too difficult to analyze. The God-Soul was fortunate, thanks to "fate" and, presumably, the Omniscient Being. This luck manifested itself in... the end of her solitude? She wasn't really alone, technically. She had been accompanied by Kopaka earlier (already she was wondering whether his decision to leave had turned out well for him), and now she predicted that she would be staying by the librarian's side, at least for a while. Perhaps the prophesy had meant solitude on a different level. And then there was the segment about finding what she sought, rather than what she was searching for. Well, she knew what her long-term goal was: she needed to find a way out. Out of the Omniverse entirely, and back to her own dimension. Just because there was no record of anyone doing so didn't mean she wouldn't try. At least for now, though, it seemed she would find something else. The idea gave her hope, although she knew it might take her a while to understand the full significance of the prediction.
"Soul of Mind. Fate and our highest superior have brought you fortune. Your solitude is merely ephemeral... what you will find may not be what you search for, but a fraction of what you truly seek."
She then shivered violently, as if shaking dust off the crown of her head or dispelling a daze. She looked around again at her surroundings, her eyes betraying several levels of confusion that quickly turned to horror as she noticed the blood still pooling on the floor. She recoiled quickly from the body with a startled, choked vocalization, and then blinked. "Oh, right..." She tilted her chin down to look at the pendant around her neck, and then back at the dead librarian. Just a moment later, her eyes widened even further as something dawned on her. "How the hell did I forget that even happened!?" She turned towards the door and found herself face-to-face with the small band of stormtroopers and Athena. She stood automatically, as did the rest of them. One of the stormtroopers was the first to speak.
"Ma'am, please come with us for now. Events are unfolding pretty quickly, and it's safer downstairs." Glen nodded and headed out the door. Two of the soldiers flanked her, and Athena trailed at the back of the group, still at a loss for words.
Somehow, that amulet had given Glen incredible knowledge - possibly as much as Athena herself had once had access to. Only a few days ago, she reminded herself. Even the Soul of Mind, however, had never been able to prophesy. Perhaps this peculiar creature was the key to gaining back more of Athena's mental capabilities. At any rate, she couldn't let anything happen to Glen: that would be awful power in the hands of those who would abuse it. Not only had Athena been able to physically defend herself, but she had always been an expert at keeping her powers hidden. The hippogriff seemed to be incapable of that feat, at least at the moment, and already a handful of Coruscant employees were aware of her new "trick." Probably many more, Athena recalled, sensing a small, discreet camera as the group passed quietly by it in the hallway. She would have to tread carefully, and stick close to the newly-discovered prognosticator.
In the elevator on the way down (one of the ones still in use), the fortune-teller in question finally broke the silence.
"Were there others hurt?"
"Only the killer himself," responded the closest stormtrooper, "as far as we know. Probably a suicide." Glen looked grim, but nodded slowly.
"I'm not entirely surprised. He did kind of seem like a lunatic."
Athena listened in on this short exchange, but then quickly returned to her own thoughts. What had Glen's earlier words meant? Most parts of it weren't too difficult to analyze. The God-Soul was fortunate, thanks to "fate" and, presumably, the Omniscient Being. This luck manifested itself in... the end of her solitude? She wasn't really alone, technically. She had been accompanied by Kopaka earlier (already she was wondering whether his decision to leave had turned out well for him), and now she predicted that she would be staying by the librarian's side, at least for a while. Perhaps the prophesy had meant solitude on a different level. And then there was the segment about finding what she sought, rather than what she was searching for. Well, she knew what her long-term goal was: she needed to find a way out. Out of the Omniverse entirely, and back to her own dimension. Just because there was no record of anyone doing so didn't mean she wouldn't try. At least for now, though, it seemed she would find something else. The idea gave her hope, although she knew it might take her a while to understand the full significance of the prediction.
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