It was Maea who Hadama had come seeking, aquaporting to Jack Tar Landing first and asking several of the locals where she might be found, and if a message could be taken to her. One Grounder had tilted their head inside their rain poncho and asked why he didn't just go look for her in Atheneum himself. They'd had it renovated for people like him, after all, hadn't they?
Which was news to the Tidebreaker, but he stretched his magic out and, indeed, had found a place that he could reach with his water-based teleportation. Traveling there took only an instant, but taking in the view of the shelves and shelves of books and the high dome overhead took much longer. He swam slowly along the waterway within the grand library, head slowly turning from side to side as he explored this new place. He had not forgotten his original errand, but it was not one that required haste.
A thump from farther ahead drew his attention, and he followed the curve of the indoor canal around several large shelves. There was no one in sight when he reached the place he thought the noise had come from, but a book lay open on the floor. Hadama looked at it, concerned that the spine might become damaged if it remained that way. He couldn't reach the shelf to return it, but he could at least keep it from further damage while on the ground.
Carefully using his magic to dry his hand and keep the water of the canal firmly within its confines, he pulled himself partially out of it so that he could stretch out to the book, intent on flipping the cover closed.
Instead a flash of light washed over him the moment he touched its pages, and the mermanta vanished.
Which was news to the Tidebreaker, but he stretched his magic out and, indeed, had found a place that he could reach with his water-based teleportation. Traveling there took only an instant, but taking in the view of the shelves and shelves of books and the high dome overhead took much longer. He swam slowly along the waterway within the grand library, head slowly turning from side to side as he explored this new place. He had not forgotten his original errand, but it was not one that required haste.
A thump from farther ahead drew his attention, and he followed the curve of the indoor canal around several large shelves. There was no one in sight when he reached the place he thought the noise had come from, but a book lay open on the floor. Hadama looked at it, concerned that the spine might become damaged if it remained that way. He couldn't reach the shelf to return it, but he could at least keep it from further damage while on the ground.
Carefully using his magic to dry his hand and keep the water of the canal firmly within its confines, he pulled himself partially out of it so that he could stretch out to the book, intent on flipping the cover closed.
Instead a flash of light washed over him the moment he touched its pages, and the mermanta vanished.
