05-24-2025, 09:59 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-24-2025, 10:18 PM by Claude Saint-Clair.)
Claude woke up with a headache. It was nothing bad, at least it hadn't been, but it was getting progressively worse as the day went on. What had begun as a dull throb was beginning to pound. Claude hadn't yet shown any sign of discomfort with the possible exception of being slightly quieter than usual. Nora was invested in her work, and Claude was assisting. Another set of eyes never hurt.
As Nora spoke, he paid attention, looking at what she was showing. She was serious and he was too, this clearly meant a lot to her and as she spoke he understood. The word "reversible" stuck out to him. Knowing she was a reborn god, her words hit differently that they would if she hadn't. She didn't want her powers, and was seeking a way to reverse it. The word "cure" came to mind, and Claude felt himself barely hold back a wince at that thought. He had been down a similar path, even if it was different. But Claude could understand, even if that was little.
The image came up and Claude looked it over, hands rubbing his temples as he winced. The headache was becoming unbearable. Claude had never been one to complain about sickness or pain. Even as a child it was usually someone noticing he was sluggish, pale, or wincing in pain that caused people to notice, but he turned to the image, and thought.
"Stars, moon, and sun - astronomical symbols. First thing that comes to mind when I see this is that Mayan calendar that said the world was going to end a few decades ago," he said, pointing at the symbols as he spoke of them. "The dagger and the eye are throwing me - no idea what they mean. The wheel it..." he paused, wondering if it was the headache playing tricks on him. "It almost looks like it's spinning, subtle - but there."
Claude grew silent for a moment, reading the text as much as he could. "He who sees before the sealing may stand outside? Did I get that right?" He said pointing to the bottom. "This looks like ancient Greek here and this..." he pointed to another notation. "This is...odd. I've seen nothing like that before." He kept back from saying that it didn't look even human.
"Excuse me," Claude said, standing suddenly. The headache was still there. He went quickly to his bag and pulled out some ibuprofen and took a couple of pills. Taking pills was an oddity for him, and a statement of how much his pounding head was bothering him.
As Nora spoke, he paid attention, looking at what she was showing. She was serious and he was too, this clearly meant a lot to her and as she spoke he understood. The word "reversible" stuck out to him. Knowing she was a reborn god, her words hit differently that they would if she hadn't. She didn't want her powers, and was seeking a way to reverse it. The word "cure" came to mind, and Claude felt himself barely hold back a wince at that thought. He had been down a similar path, even if it was different. But Claude could understand, even if that was little.
The image came up and Claude looked it over, hands rubbing his temples as he winced. The headache was becoming unbearable. Claude had never been one to complain about sickness or pain. Even as a child it was usually someone noticing he was sluggish, pale, or wincing in pain that caused people to notice, but he turned to the image, and thought.
"Stars, moon, and sun - astronomical symbols. First thing that comes to mind when I see this is that Mayan calendar that said the world was going to end a few decades ago," he said, pointing at the symbols as he spoke of them. "The dagger and the eye are throwing me - no idea what they mean. The wheel it..." he paused, wondering if it was the headache playing tricks on him. "It almost looks like it's spinning, subtle - but there."
Claude grew silent for a moment, reading the text as much as he could. "He who sees before the sealing may stand outside? Did I get that right?" He said pointing to the bottom. "This looks like ancient Greek here and this..." he pointed to another notation. "This is...odd. I've seen nothing like that before." He kept back from saying that it didn't look even human.
"Excuse me," Claude said, standing suddenly. The headache was still there. He went quickly to his bag and pulled out some ibuprofen and took a couple of pills. Taking pills was an oddity for him, and a statement of how much his pounding head was bothering him.
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