The vaguely familiar girl followed Sarada to the room Charco was talking about. That was fine, she supposed.
The room Charco was talking about seemed to have something to do with magic. While she was curious, she didn't want to waste time exploring. She was there for them book.
Which wasn't there.
"Tch. Of course it's not here."
She sighed and started looking around at some of the magical equipment around. Maybe there was something that could tell her something more about the amulet. Like where the other pieces were.
Dash continued to quietly look around the room, carefully moving things slightly to get a look behind or underneath. She was about to give up when she noticed some pieces of paper poking up from within a large vase in the corner of the room. Going over to it, she pulled on one of the contents and removed what looked like a map or a poster or something curled up into the shape of a tube. Opening it up carefully, she noticed that it was an ancient map of Chroma. Returning the item tot eh vase, she then extracted another roll and carefully opened it up.
"Excuse me, Miss Saiyan, but maybe this might help?" Dash showed her a poster-sized diagram of many ancient symbols and their translations, symbols that looked much like those on the amulet. There was additional information on the bottom of the poster.
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Sarada quietly took the diagram and compared the symbols on it to the ones on the amulet. They were indeed the same; and the translations matched up to what Ishtar told her a few days ago.
"Well, I'll be damned. Thanks… you." She rolled the diagram up and placed it inside a capsule along with the amulet. "Let's get back to the others so we can leave. We have to get back to Earth ASAP."
"Yeah," Sarada replied. "Someone in our group got a vision of the future of some kind, and it foretold that people on Earth are going die. We can't let that happen, so we're heading back there as fast as we can."
As they walked, she glanced over at Dash. "I remember you being with Zaofan when we were at the tournament. What's your name?"
"Sounds good to me." He replied, ready to head out when Sarada and Dash returned from their search.
"The book is.. what?" Charco certainly didn't recall sensing anyone else approach the room when he was in the hallway but-- in the end, it didn't matter. "So does this diagram have any new information for us?"
She shrugged lazily. "I'm sure someone else grabbed it when you walked out. If not, it won't be our problem for much longer."
It was a little odd. Inanimate objects didn't just grow legs suddenly and walk away. Someone had to grab it. Who that someone was was a different debate; one she didn't really want to get into at the moment.
As for the diagram, she took it out of the capsule and showed it to him. "Maybe not for us, but it will help me figure out what the hell this amulet was made for. I'm thinking, anyway." If nothing else, it would help her figure out what the rest of the amulet said on the off-chance Ishtar wasn't around when she eventually pieced it together. If she managed to piece it together. The most daunting part of this entire mystery was finding the rest of the pieces. There was no telling where they were, or if they even still existed and hadn't been obliterated when the amulet was broken apart.
Damn it. That meant she may have been wasting her time with this whole thing.
What a bother.
Ishtar considered what Nevanlinna said carefully, when the nature of this Vaikuntha, was explained; and that it was another realm than this- or even the Otherworld and its various demesnes- was the most curious tidbit. There were many such places, in the Afterlife. Spaces where Gods, and those powerful enough to stand as their peers had carved slices of space for themselves (or created such). Whether or not this was one though was ... less clear. It sounded the type, and seemed to have been a place that existed before Nevanlinna's founding of it ... though that did not say much.
If Ishtar was one to guess however, it had been that it had fallen into disrepair after the departure of its Shaper, and through force of will- or perhaps simply being chosen- this realm had reached out; and allowed the Space Elf entry.
"The language is ... familiar in some sense," Ishtar finally said after her considerations.
"Though that is like to do with the parity to my own, spoken language. Those near as old as time itself, were more derivative than not, I have found. How curious however that I do not know it."
That Nevanlinna wished to show her this realm was becoming far more than simply a curiosity besides. There was certainly something to be said of the golden-eyed Oni's desire to learn of the hidden things; and a realm that belonged to one referred to in a dead language was certainly a 'hidden thing'. Despite her desire however, Ishtar remained silent for a time after the offer was made once more- to simply avoid looking over-eager- before nodding and offering the Space Elf a smile; Though the almost twinkling in her eye, perhaps gave it away.
"I would enjoy seeing Vaikuntha, yes."
There was also, after the offer, a question towards the state of Ishtar's evening; to which there was little need for thought to answer.
"I must confess, after countless centuries in self-suppression ... It went rather well." Came the quickly formed response. "I enjoyed the labor of cooking food for the first time in a long while- even going so far as to enjoy the fruits of such labor- and spent the evening with Sarada."
Yeah, but if you... man, we're getting into weird analogy territory, like if you disintegrated Superman's arms he wouldn't be able to go "fool! Little did you know that my arms and I are one and can be remade from me!" and will his arms back into being from pure nothingness. - Pendaran
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