Zerren stood still, confused, as Hadrian drew some strange symbols on to his hands. At least he assumed they were strange symbols, for all he knew it meant 'thanks for the deer'. He did his best to hold still as Hadrian carefully penciled on to him. When Hadrian had finished with Zerren's hand and started on his own, Zerren looked at his palm with utter confusion. And this relates to showing me a new sense... How?Zerren responded somewhat distractedly to Hadrian's order as he continued to ponder what possible use the symbols could have. Maybe it's some sort of meditation thing? Calm my thoughts or something so that I can "see" more clearly? If this is some ridiculous joke I'm going to be a very offended... Woah. The power flowed from Hadrian and into Zerren and suddenly the world warped and shifted around Zerren in all the ways it was most certainly not supposed to.
First everything started to get a fuzzy glow around it and the world seemed even more washed of color than it had a moment before, save for a few spots of color here and there. Then, as Zerren's vision returned to normal, he started as he realized that he could just barely feel the cool touch of a breeze at sea. Then he could barely smell the sharp scent of ozone, like after a lightning strike that hit a mile away. The maybe he tasted the taste of a deer on his toungue, or the memory of the taste of a deer. But those sensations soon passed just like the odd shift in vision. What in the world is going on? What is Hadrian doing to me? Should I pull away or... Wait, what's that sound?The world seemed steady enough, but Zerren could hear a sort of static at the very edge of his hearing. He couldn't identify a source, it was simply everywhere and coming from everything. He looked about himself and realized that as he focused on any one thing in the room, certain parts of the static seemed to get louder and others seemed to get softer. He turned his attention to Ethan and listened as part of the static seemed to get more and more clear as he did. The sound resolved into a steady, constant thrum, like someone playing a low note on a harp. But the sound didn't stop clarifying, Zerren could sense differences in the tone on different parts of his fellow Kelvic. Ethan's hair sounded different than his hands and his hands sounded different from his eyes. This is amazing... Then Zerren pulled his attention away from the strange sound that was Ethan and refocused on the man touching his hand.Again, the sound clarified slowly from the general static that lay at the low end of Zerren's hearing. The barely audible thrum became louder, just as Ethan's had, but different in some way. Parts of Hadrian sounded different from each other, and Hadrian's parts sounded different than Ethan's parts. Hadrian's eyes sounded like a flute of some kind, similar to the wierd blueness in his hair... And underneath that flute Zerren swore he could just make out another sound, but it didn't sound like anything he could describe... Wind maybe? A low, constant wind? Zerren tried to focus in further, but didn't feel like the sound was becoming any more clear. Maybe there's a little bit of change in the pitch? It's just such a small change... Maybe I can find something similar if I focus on Ethan...Zerren started to zero in on Ethan again, but suddenly wondered if maybe non living things made the sounds as well. He focused on the walls, the window, the floor, sensing a new strange sound with each (though the walls sounded suspiciously like the floor). He was preparing to focus on door when suddenly he realized something was strange... Wrong in some way that Zerren couldn't quite place. What's changed? What seems so... I can't smell the meat anymore. I've been smelling that meat since I first brought down the deer and haven't lost the scent yet... Where did the smell go? Zerren jerked his hand from Hadrian's and started rubbing at his nose, not frantically, but with a certain amount of wary concern. "Those noises, were those what you were trying to show me? And what happened to my nose? I can't seem to smell anything... At all..."Zerren's nose was still failing to register any of the smells he knew should be in the air. There was no meat, no sweat, no stray scent of Hadrian or Ethan. Nothing. But just as Zerren was about to start freaking out, the smells slowly started to come back. Zerren let out a sigh of relief, but still felt all the stress that had been ready to come loose with what he thought was the loss of his ability to smell. He turned his green, feline eyes warily on Hadrian and asked his second question again with a colder tone. "What happened to my nose during all that?" |