Nadia rested her forehead against her desk, sighing in exhausted frustration. She and Thomas had visited the library nearest her apartment after their trip to the boarding house, in search of information on the mythology behind Orion, and had been sorely disappointed. Precious few books existed on the subject alone, as the story of Orion was a fairly brief one that was most often mentioned alongside other Greek tales. And what mentions they had found were difficult to understand or conflicted with one another, except on the point that Orion was a great hunter. A hero, even, to some. But beyond that, the details became hazy.
Lifting her head off of the table, she refocused her attention on the screen in front of her. When they had returned home, she had started combing the internet for more information, but hadn't had very much luck finding anything new. The display in the corner told her it was very late, nearly early, and she knew Thomas was sound asleep on the couch behind her by now. Taking up her notepad, she saw the same words written there as had been when she started; 'Orion - great hunter'. Surely she could do better than that? Barring a miraculous stroke of luck, they would never find out who Black was working for with so little to go on. She rubbed her eyes, took a sip of her long-cold coffee and went back to work.