Enter...The Dragon

[aloongstory]

A somewhat small but athletic, dark-haired man in a light parka( newly acquired, from the look of it) and running gear moves about the Library, gathering up a pile of books and setting them on one of the tables. There's an odd fluidity to his movements and he seems a somehow just bit faster in everything he does than most people. A glance at the titles suggests he's interested chiefly in a rather specific pair of subjects: Dragons (& other mythological creatures), and Human Apotheosis, though he's also picked up one slim volume on 'How to Harness ESP & PK Abilities'. After a while, he sits down and begins to study, making a few notes on things that appear to catch his interest in a small journal. It's fairly clear, though, he's not finding exactly what he's looking for, and he soon hails a librarian. "Excuse me, do you by any chance have any books like these,"---indicating his bookpile with a wave of his hand---"From a...non-human perspective?" Then, perceiving a possible problem with this request, he adds, "...In English or Chinese?"


That request attended to, he sits down near a group of other library patrons and asks, musingly, "Have you ever found out something very surprising about yourself, or your world? How did you deal with it?"

Comments

[aloongstory]

"Hmm. I suppose transformation to another species, acquisition of strange and unexpected new abilities, and discovery that something previously thought to be only folklore actually exists would all be things that would fit my situation."

[hellsadvisor]

"I can speak to most of those. Mortals turned immortal, and we are folklore to many." He reached out stroking the hawk affectionately. "I've had to acquire new abilities since my eyesight was taken."

He paused reaching back and closed the book he had been reading. "Are you speaking about yourself?"

[aloongstory]

That sounded reassuring, anyway. He feels inclined to like this...man?...Angel? Whatever he is, in spite of his somewhat startling appearance. "You...see...what the bird sees?" he asks, clearly fascinated. He's always been rather fond of animals, but this seems a very different kind of bond. Then, answering the question, "I...yes. I am here trying to make some sense of what has happened to me recently."

[hellsadvisor]

He nods. "Nychta's been my eyes for a long time. Our minds are permanently connected but it has its own personality and thoughts."

It seemed important to clarify, if only because it annoyed the angel when people thought of his hawk like a tool instead of a being.

Belial is slow to respond, if only to ensure politeness when asking prying questions. "What has happened to you?"