Daniel caught the barest hint of what might be a scowl tugging at her mouth. Either she didn't like the idea that she really was saddled with him this trip or she didn't like being ordered around by someone younger than she was. Daniel could ignore the first part. He had a good reason to want to keep her close. It was the second that could be a problem. She wouldn't be the first. Maybe the first mother, but not the first politician. Most of them were archaeologists and fellow academics who usually had two decades on him., and either felt threatened or worse, thought he just didn't have the experience or knowledge at his age. Hopefully she just didn't want an eye on her. He needed her to work with him. The ruins seemed safe so far but even if there weren't traps installed, any part of it could be unstable.
"I think anything's possible with another universe," Daniel paused to stare at the remains of the mats. Stacy's scans had been incomplete, but if he had to make a guess, these ruins were easily thousands and thousands of years old, judging at the state of the area, especially the size of the trees and how far down they'd burrowed. Maybe older. The mats, while deteriorated, weren't as bad off as they should be. It said something for the material and workmanship. Incredible. The statues themselves were anything a museum would give an entire wing to have, gold plated and smooth. Definitely a room of interest- "the land masses don't seem right for any time period though."
"The last dig wasn't so bad," Better if he didn't mention the imminent bombardment or the fact someone had attacked him in the sarcophagus room. He drifted from room to room. So far Eva had found the most promising one. Score one for a first timer. They'd have to come back to it after the rest of the place was scoped out.
"I'd say they spent a lot of time and effort in perfecting metal working, especially in a religious capacity. Their God or Gods were very likely something of a vengeful, ferocious god, more of a force of nature, someone to respect and worship but someone who could turn on followers. If the decorations are any indication, they may have practiced human sacrifice, much like the Mayans or Aztecs. I wouldn't call their religious figure all loving and all forgiving but..."
Daniel didn't finish, his eye catching a flicker of brilliant color. It was barely there, and if he hadn't looked this way, at this angle, he might have missed it. He drew closer. A part of a column had fallen, only supported by the gigantic web of roots clutched at it like fingers. He tilted his head to get a better look past it, and just as he thought- Daniel didn't wait to tell her what he was doing or where he was going. The archaeologist bent nearly all six feet double and twisted. He seemed to worm in and around the massive, fallen beam and vanished from sight into the wall.
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"I think anything's possible with another universe," Daniel paused to stare at the remains of the mats. Stacy's scans had been incomplete, but if he had to make a guess, these ruins were easily thousands and thousands of years old, judging at the state of the area, especially the size of the trees and how far down they'd burrowed. Maybe older. The mats, while deteriorated, weren't as bad off as they should be. It said something for the material and workmanship. Incredible. The statues themselves were anything a museum would give an entire wing to have, gold plated and smooth. Definitely a room of interest- "the land masses don't seem right for any time period though."
"The last dig wasn't so bad," Better if he didn't mention the imminent bombardment or the fact someone had attacked him in the sarcophagus room. He drifted from room to room. So far Eva had found the most promising one. Score one for a first timer. They'd have to come back to it after the rest of the place was scoped out.
"I'd say they spent a lot of time and effort in perfecting metal working, especially in a religious capacity. Their God or Gods were very likely something of a vengeful, ferocious god, more of a force of nature, someone to respect and worship but someone who could turn on followers. If the decorations are any indication, they may have practiced human sacrifice, much like the Mayans or Aztecs. I wouldn't call their religious figure all loving and all forgiving but..."
Daniel didn't finish, his eye catching a flicker of brilliant color. It was barely there, and if he hadn't looked this way, at this angle, he might have missed it. He drew closer. A part of a column had fallen, only supported by the gigantic web of roots clutched at it like fingers. He tilted his head to get a better look past it, and just as he thought- Daniel didn't wait to tell her what he was doing or where he was going. The archaeologist bent nearly all six feet double and twisted. He seemed to worm in and around the massive, fallen beam and vanished from sight into the wall.