I13DT - You Want A Revelation

by **Miranda Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 12:59 pm

"Nice? Useful maybe?" She seemed to struggle for a bit. "I... really don't know."

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 1:14 pm

"You don't have to know right now, but I would like you to think on it in your free time. We'll be revisiting that part."

"For right now, I want you to envision the things you've just told me. Try to position them around you in a way that makes sense to you. Decide what you want to face forward, what to keep back."

by **Miranda Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 1:27 pm

She closed her eyes and drifted. Sam might actually pick up on something that felt like a disagreement among the three presences.

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 1:32 pm

"A bit torn on what fits where?"

by **Miranda Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 1:37 pm

"YesNoPossibly." She said, seeming to mash all the words together as if trying to say them at once. She shook her head for a second and things seemed to calm down. "I think I'm getting there," she said and Sam would catch a whiff that one of the presences had 'won'.

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 1:39 pm

"It doesn't have to be a contest. Eventually, you're going to have to reach equilibrium."

by **Miranda Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 1:43 pm

"What contest?"

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 1:47 pm

"As you were doing that, I could feel... a disagreement of sorts, aye?"

by **Miranda Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 1:50 pm

"Well, yes, I couldn't decide what belonged where. Different things seemed more important than others, but they all seemed important for different reasons."

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 2:18 pm

"The portions of you value different things for different reasons. None of those have to be better than others."

by **Miranda Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 2:21 pm

She took a deep breath. "I think I have everything where I want it."

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 2:32 pm

"Alright, let's try the next level of visualization. Take that, and try to reconcile it with your avatar. Figure out what represents what. If your avatar doesn't fit, think of what would."

by **Miranda Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 2:57 pm

"Okay," she said. Blocks started mentally moving into place. Often they fit somewhere, though not necessarily always in the first place she tried. There were a few pieces she was still contemplating, trying to find places for them.

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 3:05 pm

"Take your time. I won't probe until you say you're ready."

by **Miranda Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 4:35 pm

After a moment, she seems to mold the remaining blocks into a composite entity that attaches itself to her avatar. She makes the same shoulder stretching motion she's been making all day. "Okay, I'm ready."

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 4:52 pm

"Alright, let's see what you have here," she said as the flock circled around Miranda's avatar. At spots they darted in, not with intent to harm, but merely to test her defenses from multiple angles.

by **Miranda Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 5:00 pm

Miranda's avatar was seated in a similar position to her physical one, but the avatar had large feathered wings on its back. As Sam brushed past them, she was hurried along by good-natured feelings as if she was being encouraged that she had somewhere to be and things to do and they couldn't possibly wait. The cloak her avatar had previously worn had shortened to just a hood with a short drape around her shoulders. Probing it returned a quiet contemplative front, backed by Miranda's intense stubbornness. Her toga/robe had an almost ceremonial feel to it. Her bow and the sword were not in evidence, but Sam could sense that they weren't far.

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 5:03 pm

"Better. Might still need reinforced periodically by repeating this exercise, but this is a much more cohesive defense from you."

"Thinking more on how you want to define yourself will only help refine this. Once you've gotten into the habit of this we can start to stretch things a bit."

by **Miranda Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 5:19 pm

"Things feel a lot more centered right now," she said. "It's... new."

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 5:25 pm

"So are the wings, but you seem to be wearing them well. You come by that honestly enough, aye?"

by **Miranda Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 5:26 pm

"I suppose I do," she said, her shoulders shifting again. "Of course, my back is a bit more sore now."

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 5:27 pm

"You've been sitting awhile. Get up and stretch a bit, aye?"

by **Miranda Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 5:39 pm

She stood up, stretching and turning around. Sam could see something was on her back, pushing against the back of the sweatshirt she was wearing.

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 5:40 pm

"...though perhaps some things aren't just mental," Sam says, quirking a brow as she looks to Miranda's back.

by **Miranda Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 5:44 pm

"What?" She asked, concentrating for a moment. "That's... weird." She stripped out of the sweatshirt. Underneath was a pair of black-feathered wings, not as big as her avatar's or at least not as big yet.

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 5:45 pm

"It's... perhaps a bit unexpected, but not entirely, in retrospect."

by **Miranda Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 5:50 pm

"Yeah, but why now? I'm not a shifter."

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 5:51 pm

"It's possible for some traits to emerge later than others. The simpler possibility is that you get this from your mother. If you get it from me, then there's going to be rather more lessons."

by **Miranda Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 5:59 pm

"Could it be both?"

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 6:00 pm

"I... suppose. At least they're rather small..."

by **Miranda Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 6:05 pm

"By Isis, my muscles are really sore though," she said, stretching. As she stretched, the wings got bigger.

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 6:06 pm

"That's... a bit less ambiguous," she says, concern crossing her features.

"If you can, try dropping your avatar for the moment."

by **Miranda Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 6:08 pm

"Okay..." She complied, her avatar vanishing. The wings didn't go with it though.

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 6:13 pm

"...so much for that theory."

"Make yourself as comfortable as you can. I'm going to go get your mother to see if we can't puzzle this out."

She walked out of the room and down the hallway, looking for Nailah.

"Love? There's something... parental we've got to deal with."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 6:15 pm

"Could you possibly make that sound any more ominous?" she asks before coming out into the hall.

"What's going on?"

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 6:17 pm

"Our daughter just sprouted wings."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 6:23 pm

"Very funny, Sam." she says, following her into the living room, seamlessly segueing into "Oh my, you weren't kidding."

by **Miranda Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 6:24 pm

Miranda was sitting on the couch backwards. "Hi, Mom," she said sheepishly.

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 6:25 pm

"Why would I joke about that?"

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Jul 22, 2014 6:37 pm

"Who knows? So what happened? This looks a little too severe to be natural growth, speaking from experience..."

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