09-08-2004, 12:02 AM
Tessa drug her gaze away from Dan Ketch/Ghost Rider and Spider-Man as they exited the building, wondering what bedlam had called their guards away but turning her mind back to her task quickly.
âI have portions of it roughly translated. None of it seems perfectly translated though, and I would appreciate a second opinion.â She remarked to Wong, repositioning one of the many holograms to show the Asian man what she had been able to type out, âThat third paragraph in particular, the conjugation of the tense doesnât seem to fit properly with the already translated portions of the spell. I need your expert eye though since I am not familiar with spells and incantations.â Tessa highlighted the paragraph and enlarged the text size for easier viewing, âIt could be Iâve used too much of the modern Atlantean text that I know and have not properly used the portion of translated text to create the words of the more archaic form of Atlantean.â Tessa pondered, and then concentrated on the first sentence, âThis one here is merely disjointed in its prose, I think I concentrated on the wrong tense when I translated it.â She then highlighted the first paragraph for Wongâs viewing, inwardly the young twenty-three year old was irritated with her less than stellar performance in translating the text, though she also felt like she was gaining headway, if only a little bit.
âThe second portion between paragraph one and paragraph three is the last sentence of the text, but I doesnât seem to mesh with the rest of the translation.â Tessa said as she turned her attention back to the book and began to work on other areas, waiting for Wongâs opinion of her attempt thus far. To keep her mood of irritation from overwhelming her work she was slowing constructing a block in her brain, where she could quell those feelings for the time being. She didnât enjoy having to do it, but sheâd become accustomed to the routine, making herself less human and more like a computer, past experiences had taught her that emotions cloud the working process of her mind and were better locked away and blocked off when she needed to complete a task. Tessa would deconstruct the locks and blocks when she felt it was safe, but until that point she preferred to remain aloof to such rudimentary things.
âI have portions of it roughly translated. None of it seems perfectly translated though, and I would appreciate a second opinion.â She remarked to Wong, repositioning one of the many holograms to show the Asian man what she had been able to type out, âThat third paragraph in particular, the conjugation of the tense doesnât seem to fit properly with the already translated portions of the spell. I need your expert eye though since I am not familiar with spells and incantations.â Tessa highlighted the paragraph and enlarged the text size for easier viewing, âIt could be Iâve used too much of the modern Atlantean text that I know and have not properly used the portion of translated text to create the words of the more archaic form of Atlantean.â Tessa pondered, and then concentrated on the first sentence, âThis one here is merely disjointed in its prose, I think I concentrated on the wrong tense when I translated it.â She then highlighted the first paragraph for Wongâs viewing, inwardly the young twenty-three year old was irritated with her less than stellar performance in translating the text, though she also felt like she was gaining headway, if only a little bit.
âThe second portion between paragraph one and paragraph three is the last sentence of the text, but I doesnât seem to mesh with the rest of the translation.â Tessa said as she turned her attention back to the book and began to work on other areas, waiting for Wongâs opinion of her attempt thus far. To keep her mood of irritation from overwhelming her work she was slowing constructing a block in her brain, where she could quell those feelings for the time being. She didnât enjoy having to do it, but sheâd become accustomed to the routine, making herself less human and more like a computer, past experiences had taught her that emotions cloud the working process of her mind and were better locked away and blocked off when she needed to complete a task. Tessa would deconstruct the locks and blocks when she felt it was safe, but until that point she preferred to remain aloof to such rudimentary things.
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