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Possession Event

Who: People in Luceti
What: Spiritual possession
When: The 26th to the 1st
Where: Luceti!
Summary: Check out the previous mod post.
Rating: If it gets smutty, move it somewhere private.

Starting at midnight on the 26th, Luceti and its inhabitants will find itself the focus of the Filial spirits, usually quiet and reclusive, now stepping out to deal with one of their own.

As promised, here is some additional information to help figure out how to play around with the spirits and interacting with similarly possessed people.

First off, each spirit has a certain time or place when they are at their most powerful. Consequently, characters possessed by them will enjoy these boosts and this in itself can be a deciding factor in what would otherwise be a stalemate. Here’s a quick run down:

Sona - She’s most powerful around lakes, rivers, and the ocean. Mostly this is concentrated at the southern lake.

Kipinn - He’s most powerful in high places, like mountain tops and the roofs of community buildings.

Faeren - She’s most powerful in the farmlands alongside things that grow.

Tsinku - He’s most powerful in the village itself, where technology thrives.

Eferin - He’s most powerful in the center of the forest where his heat may cause trees to burn. In fact, the upcoming forest fire may cause some trouble if his followers get too rowdy.

Hyt - It’s most powerful during the daytime under a bright sky.

Twila - It’s most powerful during the night time.

Nala- She has no domain and is generally welcome wherever she goes.

How possessed characters will deal with other possessed characters will depend on the interactions of the spirits themselves. A useful spreadsheet sums up these relationships. Those that have a friendly attitude to one another will generally allow ‘trespassers’ into their domain, but those they are not so friendly with may cause conflict.

Finally, to elaborate on Twila-possessed characters. Those with a natural affinity for darkness are likely to be possessed first. Once they have, they can try to recruit others less-compatible candidates to ‘join the cause’. Their goal is numbers. The more who are working with Twila, the better. Once they do, they’ll be inclined to act in their own self interest and if necessary, deal with others who try to get in their way. In the long term, the spirit Twila wants to stay this way, bonded to the Lucetians as hybrids, that way it cannot be imprisoned again. Think of it as pure survival instinct of an animal that’s spent way too long in a cage.

All isn’t lost. The other spirits may not be able to cage it again, but they won’t accept Twila reacting in this manner. Though it’s hard to tell what their beef with Twila is, they have an instinctive familiarity with the dark spirit and seem to act as its jail keepers.

They have the power to free people from Twila, but given their poor communication skills, figuring that out might just be a challenge. After all, the spirits can only communicate in shades of feeling and intentions, but not actually verbalize directions or marching orders. However, there will be a Malnosso post mid-event that will give everyone, possessed or otherwise, the info they need to turn things around.

Threaded | Flat

[For this week, this Colonel is a Flame ~~Alchemist~~ Fonist. And he soon begins acting in some ways that are fairly uncharacteristic, even in subtle ways. He doesn't take his journal with him when he leaves the house. He's letting impulse guide him rather than careful thought - aside from some times when his intellect manages to break through Eferin's filter.

Mostly, he feels restless in some way. Once he realizes his newfound powers, he finds himself experimenting with it in the forest of all places, testing himself in how precisely he can set and control fires, trying out fire techniques of all sizes. Being in the middle of the forest doesn't concern him so much - he's sure the water artes he knows will be sufficient in cleaning up any of his own messes.

Otherwise, he seeks adventure in some way. He may try to seek out someone to explore the mountains with him and then take off with his wings on an expedition.]

[Fayt managed to make it a day before Kipinn settled in with him. During his sleep, no less, as when he wakes and stretches as usual it's to the messy effect of an outstretched, large green wing being jammed through his window with a crash of glass shattering. The process of extracting it is equally as awkward, but luckily he hadn't done any real damage to himself so it really wasn't all that bad.... the window was another story, but it would reform eventually, so he might as well just leave it there, right? He does duck his head outside his second floor window to check to make sure no one was in the way of all that falling glass, though. Hope no one was walking outside community building five at the time.

The next few days find Fayt enjoying the new abilities and wings that come with the possession. Once he figure out what he can do with both, he ends up all over town trying them out, flying from place to place and often lingering on rooftops because it just feels nice to be so up high. He's feeling a bit more mischievous than usual due to the freedom... or perhaps due to the influence of Kipinn, it's hard to say. The occasional passerby or unknowing bystander might find themselves being teased a bit by gusts of wind that seem to toss them about a bit. Not harmfully, but some might find their hair flying in their face all of a sudden when there was no breeze at all to begin with, or an object in their hands suddenly flying into the air only to hover there.

The cause is probably the blue haired boy somewhere close by, grinning playfully.]

Edited 2013-05-28 22:04 (UTC)

[With how apologetic Freyjadour has been feeling lately, it's almost no surprise that between his affinity with Nala and his personality that it took very little time for the spirit to possess him. The large wings were mildly alarming, he had seen more than enough cultists that such a sight on his body was reason for concern, but that quickly faded. He felt oddly peaceful, for the most part, and while this normally would have alarmed him equally as much it didn't have as much impact as it should, thanks to Nala's calming presence.

The influence of Nala's hold isn't lost on him, and it doesn't take too long for Frey to pick up the fact that there is something, somehow influencing him.... but the feeling is gentle and comforting, and with recent events it's very difficult to resist the desire to sink into it.

Unlike how he has been the past few days, he feels more at ease while he's being influenced at Nala, and that reflects itself in how he's out in the village more often than not, rather than his previous attempts at avoiding people the past few days. He's feeling helpful, which isn't entirely unsual for how he copes with stress, but this is different, somehow.]

[ Asuma had been, up until his possession, in a really weird, kind of dreary place. But when he wakes up that first day feeling light as air, his heart soaring for the first time in a long time, well, it's a change he takes to without any complaint, the new outlook on life a much needed change. There's nothing but mischief on his mind today, and he finds himself wanting out of his drab, nearly furniture-less room. He wants to go into the bright day. He wants to bother people, spend his time among friends (and making new friends, because he realizes suddenly just how much of a hermit he has become )and entertain any he might meet along the way.

Maneuvering his way out of the apartment proves to be a challenge, however, as he's not really used to the new size of his wings, and has to take his time trying to get out doorways and through rooms. It's all met with a good-natured laugh and a smile, though, and he doesn't seem to mind too much. He even takes advantage of his new wingspan, and should anyone in Community Housing building 1 walk past him, they might find themselves getting a playful bop with a wing. Nothing hard, but it might be an annoying start to the day regardless.

A good portion of the rest of his time will be spent perched atop various buildings. Sometimes he simply relaxes, doing a word search or two or laying around, soaking up the sun. The rest of his time, however, is spent trying to entertain passerby with his new powers. Sometimes he sends leaves flying, giving the loose leaves shape in the wind, making them dance and swirl and put on silent little plays. Other times there will be little vortexes of air floating along the ground, buzzing around playfully, bumping into other vortexes as they swirl across the ground. Watch your step or you might trip!

Should anyone possessed by Eferin or Hyt wander by, Asuma will fly to the ground and bother them. Those possessed by Eferin won't really have much to worry about, as Asuma just wants to chat (because suddenly, he finds himself looking up to this stranger, feeling as though they must have done something great.) People possessed by Hyt, however, are met with a mischievous smile, and might find themselves offered any number of ridiculous competitions.

Otherwise, he will simply call down to people, shouting a friendly 'hello!' as they go along, or sending a cool breeze their way. ]

[With Faeren possessing the boy came two major changes: the size of his wings, and the ability to use magic. The sudden, drastic change in the size of his wings is enough to catch Rudy off-guard when he wakes. Unknown to the boy, however, this new presence residing in him is influencing him in ways he's not even aware.

Now, Rudy for the most part is still himself. Faeren's influence at first isn't nearly strong enough to disrupt his daily activities. But the spirit's influence, although faint, is definitely present and manifests itself in very subtle ways. For one, it feels like everyone seems a bit more... intimidating. Those possessed by Eferin, however? A lot more intimidating. Even those with an association for fire in general is enough to make the boy uneasy. And the influence just grows stronger as the days go on, with Rudy growing more and more wary of others.

The ability to use magic however, as he later discovers, is something more curious to the boy. He'd never been too good at it himself, yet now he finds he's able to use it at ease. Naturally, he can't resist the urge to try it out. In particular, he'll be drawn to places with an abundance of plant life-- places such as the flower shop, gardens, or even the Memory Garden itself. And later on, the farmlands. It's a very relaxing feeling, using his new-found magic to nourish and nurse plants.]

Edited 2013-05-29 01:23 (UTC)

27th

_{[ His dreams had been something. He had felt... free, like he could touch stars, like he could keep going on forever and ever, his body lighter than air, ethereal, everywhere at once and nothing beyond his reach. It was almost sad to wake up, to be confined to flesh and the constraints of gravity.

But, regardless of his feelings, he had things to do. So he rolled out of bed, and sneezed as a gust of wind thrust dust up his nose. He shook his head, stepping, curious as he noted a puff of dust. Now, he wasn't the cleanest of men, but he wasn't a total slob. The Academy did have standards and you learned them quick.

And Kirk was a quick learned. Each step a puff, harder when he put his foot down harder. If he tried, he produced a burst with enough force to lift him off the ground. Following some inner whispering guide, he laughed as he began to float and hover around the house... which of course met with quite a bit of disaster along the way in the learning process.

So, don't be surprised if you hear a lot of crashing going on in there.]}

All Other Days:

_{[With the growth of his new wings, the power over air, and this bubbling need to be free and high, well, he was spending as much time in the air as he could. Spinning over trees and through rooftops, laughing more than anything as he dove like a hawk, catching himself at the last minute and whirling back up again and again, the adrenaline numbing him deliciously.

But he was not above a bit of mischief - a bit of well placed air could do a lot, he was finding out, and he took a delightful amount of glee in that.]}

Helios is possessed by Twila this week thanks to the mark on his soul attracting the spirit to posses him. However throughout the course of the week his spiritual influence will shift from Nala to Twila since Apep's mark upon him was the only reason for Twila's association and trying to control/influence him at all.

So anyone who runs into Helios might catch him at varying degrees of influence. His darker urges will surface more towards the late evening, when the sun begins to wane in the sky, and you might find him in the woods or out in the darker parts of the village doing...odd sorts of magic. Magic that makes the shadows hiss and whisper with poisonous tones of voice and angry snarls. The shadows almost seem to come to life when he's in any direct light that can cast a shadow and he might be a bit more...selfish and conniving during those dark hours. Anyone who is influenced by Hyt will be meet with outward wariness and mild trepidation, but only if people attack first will Helios fight back.

(ooc; Feel free to mention/post when you want to meet Helios. Either will Nala influencing him (which he might just act the same as he usually does but a bit more friendlier and open. Or if you're looking for confrontation Twila possessed Helios will provide that, especially if you interrupt him and his black/blood magic rituals.)

[First two days: Kurt is unaffected and basically feeling a major case of jealousy for everyone else who gets to have big wings and fly around do magic. He tries to tag along with people who around having fun, but his teleportation can only compensate so much for a lack of the spirit wings. He had his image inducer on this whole time, so he looks human.

But by sometime on the third day, Kurt is turned to the Twila side. He becomes a sinister prankster and lives up this namesake. Instead of the image inducer, he uses the shadows to cloak himself completely. He becomes active in both the daytime and nighttime, just sticking to the shadows in the former time.

As a Twila, he engages in pranks of a more malicious nature. For one, he will try projecting a shadow on a wall that looks like an opening, in order to try to trick passersby into running into it. He may also teleport people up to a mile from where they once were just for fun, maybe even dropping them into the nearest body of water.

And on top of that, he'll also... make it look like people's shadows are giving their owners bunny ears.]

[Just what Pascal needs, a spirit that makes her even more friendly.

Pascal spends a lot of her time in the air, either flying around or just sitting atop of community buildings to enjoy the view. It's not everyday you grow huge wings and gain the ability to control wind, or control it more than you already could with artes anyway, so it's important to make the most of this development!

Should anyone pass by underneath a building Pascal is seated on then she'll be calling out to get their attention. Once she's sure their eyes are on her she'll dive from the building and plummet down towards the ground. Just before it seems she's about to land, Pascal flips in the air and sends out a gust of wind beneath her to save her from crashing into the ground head first. Now come on, you have to admit that was a pretty cool trick!

When she isn't sitting on rooftops and diving through the sky, Pascal can be found flapping around the village with her wings. She'll be open to talking to anyone about anything, right now she just wants some company. She might get your attention by suddenly flapping into view or by sending a blast of air strong enough to mess up your hair and clothes in your direction.]

26th

[ Wings and flight aren't new to Twilight, so when she wakes up with another, bigger pair of dark blue wings, her first impression is that it's going to make flying a bit more complicated, and that's about it. Her second impression, when she wanders outside the library, is that the skies are a lot more crowded than usual. Sighing and resigned to a more normal commute, Twilight sets out towards the library on hoof.

She's so lost in her own thoughts that she bumps into somepony in the town square, and falls over. Which is when the fountain next to her sends a geyser of water exploding into the air.

Twilight spends the rest of the day turning the library upside down (though not in a literal sense) looking for information on the spirits and what could be happening. You may find her there. ]

27th and on

[ But as the week goes on, Twilight finds herself drawn more towards the lake, and she finds herself less inclined to go to the library or her home, where most of her friends are. Instead, she's experimenting with what she can do, which is far beyond her normal abilities even as one of Equestria's most powerful magic users.

Anypony possessed by Eferin, Kipinn, or Tsinku spirits might be a little surprised at her behavior towards them in general... ]

[ On the first day, Rapunzel opens up shop in the bakery as usual. At first, things go as they normally do. She bakes batches of cinnamon rolls, bun, sweet rolls, doughnuts, pastries and more, and it's only the appearance of customers with large wings (and some unusual temperaments) that tips her off that something bigger is going on. And then a strange woman comes into the bakery and has the nerve to start putting price tags on her baked goods!

Though, she begins to realize, maybe this isn't such a bad idea. She was giving away an awful lot here for free, and what was she getting out of it? Sure, some kindness and friendship, but she wanted more. She knew she could get more, with her devoted base of customers. They would do what she wanted, and she would give them what they wanted. That was only fair and natural. She'd been doing this wrong all along. It felt great, and she somehow didn’t even mind the change in her wings. Black seemed to suit her for once.

As the days go by, the power starts to go to her head. Rapunzel curbs the supply of her goods, reserving special selections only for those people who can grant her the biggest favors in return. She's willing to hear new offers, but her prices aren't cheap. A couple hours of manual labor for a batch of her delicious chocolate chip cookies, or maybe a new, ruby-encrusted headband for her legendary apple pie. What do you have to offer?

Rapunzel will also start attempting to hire henchmen, as well. She's so busy being the powerful queen of the bakery mafia, that she doesn't have time to waste on more trivial matters. When she’s not delegating orders, she will be baking, greeting her beloved customers and giving the cold shoulder to those less welcome.

Part of her knows she's getting caught up, but she welcomes it all the same. This was keeping the happiest people around her, because they wanted to please her, and it meant they wouldn’t leave her, either. They needed her. It was nice to be needed. It was nice to drive the loneliness away. ]

Edited 2013-05-29 03:27 (UTC)

[ After Shikamaru lures him to the “dark side”, Tony finds himself quite suddenly feeling much better about things. A simple plan presented itself for how to deal with the things that had been plaguing him since he returned to Luceti, and one of those things was definitely keeping Pepper locked in the house. He opts for installing heavy-duty locks he cobbles together from hardware he found at the item shop, and he’ll upgrade as necessary during the weeks. If nothing could get in, and she couldn’t get out, the she would be safe.That was easy.

But it still wasn’t enough. The more people he could influence - and, honestly, control - the better off he would be. He didn’t need allies, exactly - he needed an army. He had always had a way with words, and he was confident he could earn the respect and trust of those he wanted. He could call it a response team again, something for the benefit of Luceti, but it wouldn’t be. No, it was for his and Pepper’s own security. He would make sure they were safe, and that was it.

Despite his efforts to win over as many individuals as possible, he can’t help but get irrationally annoyed with many of the people he meets. Playing tricks with shadows outside and cancelling out lights in various buildings quick becomes a fun way to kill time. Let’s see how many people he can cause to trip.

Whatever spurred his good mood, he likes it. It's the best he's felt in months. ]

[ Nala instantly takes to Duck, and her influence causes her to transform into Princess Tutu. Duck isn’t sure why this has happened - were there heart shards? Her pendant hadn’t glowed, but she still had the feeling she needed to...do something. That people needed her.

So, as her wings grow to a size like a majestic swan’s, Princess Tutu prances around the village, looking for anyone who may be injured from fights. Though she won’t only be seeking out physical ailments; she could sense the pain in the hearts of others as she had before, and she felt compelled to stop and seek out those who were hurting anywhere they could be found.

Even as the days go by, she doesn’t stop to think about her own wellbeing or the way she continually feels weaker. It causes her to double over occasionally, fatigued and ailing, but she presses on. This was what she had to do. ]

[The new wings were definitely a sign that something was the matter. The second sign was that the decisions Norma wanted to make sometimes seemed as if they were...challenged almost, by something else - like a presence that was and was not there. It was annoying, definitely, though at the same time, her efforts to break away only seemed to incite the thing even more. Eventually, Norma just gave up and gave into to the presence that she established to be within her, though she was always on guard.

The house was becoming cramped though, and the thought of being around so called "people of the water" became unbearably sickening. Norma didn't bother with preparing breakfast, didn't bother with bidding everyone a good morning. As soon as she was dressed (it was a fucking hell of a lot harder with her new and enormous wings), the girl was out the house like a flash, making a bee-line for, well...wherever she wanted to go! It's not like there was anyone to really reign her in here, after all. Maybe she'll head to the forest first? There's got to be a tree tall enough to give these wicked wings a test run!]

Jeez, I better be able to fly with these things... Maybe I oughta get that featherhead to show me the ropes or something after I get some lone practice. It can't be that hard.

Edited 2013-05-29 04:16 (UTC)

[Crow has always been mischievous, so that's no surprise. But with Kipinn's possession bringing along the addition of large greener wings instead of his usual smaller black wings, he finds himself...not as bothered by it as he could have been. In fact he feels pretty good right now, lighter even. Like anything that could potentially weigh him down ~~like their friend Tao leaving recently~~ couldn't possibly get him down now.

And he can fly now--something he has complained about a lack of being able to do for a while now.

So for anyone looking for him, Crow can be found taking full advantage of the wings to fly around the place, as well as playing around a little with the wind. Sometimes on his own, sometimes attempting to do so with a friend. ~~Come fly with us Setooo~~ Nothing but fun is on his mind right now, and he can't help but want to share this a little with other people either through a mischievous trick or wanting to show off, so if you find yourself suddenly accosted by a friendlier-than-usual Crow...well, the green wings might be a tip-off why.]

Edited 2013-05-29 05:01 (UTC)

[Due to the dark nature of the King of Bel, Kouki naturally attracts Twila's attention and gained the spirit's influence. His normally black wings grew and became even darker, black as the shadows in the night, with no light seemingly touching it.

Under the spirit's influence, his friendly self was even more of a facade, a mask to keep his cruelty hidden. To most people, if he's not recruiting them to the "dark side", he would be cold and even cruel. Those possessed by Faeren and Nala would get a more neutral treatment from him, but Hyt-possessed would received a more pronounced animosity from him. Otherwise, he'd be just colder and more selfish during the day.

The "light" would sometime reminded the King of Bel of the heavenly forces, sometimes.

At night, Kouki would be more active, as it would mean the village and the forest is cloaked in darkness. He feels almost at home in the darkness, and he'll use this time to wander around and maybe play around with the shadows. During this time, his darker urges was amplified from being awake and active during Twila's domain.

Maybe you might see Kouki's eyes flicker from blue to red, depending on his mood.]

[When Florian's wings suddenly grow flight-worthy, his first thought is just that fact: He can fly. And fly is exactly what he does, excitedly rushing through breakfast just so he can get out that door and soar over the treetops.

There's not much else going through his head, honestly, even when realizing a lot of other people have also grown their wings and started flying. Maybe he can challenge someone to a race! Or see how far out he can fly! Or do flips or barrel-rolls or--

...You may also, on occasion, find him making flower chains or chatting with birds up in very high places. Like rooftops, or the tops of trees. Or chatting with birds while wearing flower chains?]

[Being so connected to the water makes it easy for Sona to find a place within Mia's consciousness. The time necessary for her wings to grow is conveniently identical to the amount needed to relieve her of most of her care and concern for others, at least in the moments where she doesn't try to force things back to the way she remembers them. On Day 1 she flies to the southern lake and disappears beneath it, with enough control of the water to keep herself from getting wet. (She isn't exactly a skilled winged creature though, and on her return trip she might collide with you and then get up, all embarrassed and affronted at the intrusion.)

On Day 2 she walks the perimeter of the fountain after spending what feels like a requisite amount of time in the clinic. It is her duty to be there and duty has taken leaps and bounds in precedence over whether people need her or not. Duty done, she investigates the extent of her abilities in another way - by performing 'tricks' with the fountain's water. It flows backwards and into spirals and all through the air as droplets and ice shards. It looks like fun. But she isn't smiling.

And on Day 3 she has had enough of the people in house 16 in constant turmoil and chaos, not to mention things are getting steadily...darker in there. So she resolves to either find the answer to their little Twila problem, or stay away from the house until someone else does. It'd be best if she found it, though. She can trust her own skills at solving the issue. When she basically fails at it she returns to the battledome instead, this time for 'practice'.

The safety is off and her attacks are swift and efficient. And all water-based, without a weapon in sight.]

[ this is madness. the first time claire noticed a large-winged individual, she passed it off as some strangeness of this place she'd yet to encounter. the second time? when they were on someone she'd seen with short wings just the day before? well -- she panicked a little more sincerely.

now, she walks the town's paths wondering what could possibly be causing people to mutate. their powers. their wings. their personalities. all were changing in the service of something bigger, and it's that something which claire fears.

she keeps her knife sheathed at her shoulder and her journal never far from her person as she wonders not just the worn paths but also into the forests. perhaps even as far as the lake. she does try to maintain contact with people she's met. perhaps a simple written message: ARE YOU OKAY? --CLAIRE ]

[It takes a while for Eferin to reach Sheena in any significant way. She's pretty well-prepared for Luceti weirdness and fights anything she thinks of as a change, so on the first day she wanders about unpossessed and trying not to get into trouble she can't get out of. There's a lot on her mind anyway, thanks to conversations with the We Are Sick of This Stuff Association (real title pending). They could expand.

But by the end of the second day her wings are vibrant red-orange and she's looking to burn off some extra energy. A spar would work, a real fight would work too. It'd take her mind off of the itchy feeling that something else is missing. Especially when she spots a Tsinku-ite or two doing their thing and all that happens is the tiniest flutter in her heart. Then she wants to get closer. To hang around the lightning. Yeah, that's weird. If she finds a Twilan they'd best look out.

By the third day Sheena and Eferin have reached some kind of unusual allegiance because she has created a circle of fire rings in the sky. They change orientation and move out of order (think donut vs. moving slinky) and she practices her terrible flying by maneuvering through them. It's about time these wings got used for something! Plus it's a nice spectacle for other people to be impressed about, isn't it? Controlling the rings while flying around and through them.

Oh, she does go to work, but she's a tetchy boss and after a while she's afraid to be anywhere near the stockroom. She'll sit on the tea shop roof and make advertising words out of fire instead. Hopefully the place doesn't burn down.]

[It probably says something about Perona that she really doesn't care much when she wakes up to find that her wings have not only grown to an outrageous size, but the rows of lilac colored feathers (that matched her gown) have also turned black. She observes herself in the mirror, turning this way and that, before going about her morning routine. And thank goodness for her sleeveless gown, she'd hate having to get anything over these things.

And while she really doesn't want to go out - she's having another bout of "fuck this and that and everything in between" - a force withing whispers for her to go out, explore, maybe even speak with a few people here and there. And, despite her reservations and objections, the urge becomes unbearable - you've been so lonely, dear, it's not good for you. Make some friends, it'll be good to speak with others like you...it's better that you don't cry anymore. It hurts so much to see you so sad, poor thing, it'll be better for you soon, I can help.

But being out in the sun feels different somehow - she doesn't want to linger under the light for very long, and instead keeps herself tucked away under her parasol or in the shadows of buildings, trees, and anywhere the darkness persists. Perona's also always flanked by two of her Negative Hollows, who're on the lookout when she seems to just be standing in silence, listening to the whispers in her head, or playing around with the shadows under her feet. It was almost like Moria's powers, and she's observed those for most of her life. Maybe she could do something like that, too?Those cute little shadow bats, and her adorable hollows...hehe, it'd be like back on Thriller Bark! Just like when she had all her friends and adorable animal zombies to keep her company.

And there are other people, too! Other people, like her, who can hear the kind whispers. She doesn't have to be alone anymore, she can make a lot of new friends.]

Edited 2013-05-29 17:18 (UTC)

[Immediately after Tony is taken over by Twila’s influence, Pepper won’t be out much. Whatever’s made his wings grow has also increased his paranoia, to the point where he actually refuses to let her leave the house. He’s actually locked her in, and Pepper tries to temper her frustration with the knowledge that whatever this is, it isn’t truly him. It’ll pass within the week. Hopefully she can talk some sense into him before that, but if nothing else, she can endure it.

At least until Eferin finds her.

At that point she is done being held captive in her own house, and Pepper’s new found control over fire allows her to melt the locks that have kept her in. After she makes her escape she’ll head not to the gallery, but the forest beyond, spending her days among the trees there, delighting in heat and flame. She'll also take advantage of her flight to explore areas further from the village, places she hasn't been. Yet the spirit’s influence isn’t completely in control, because each night she returns home, smug for having left, but not wanting to torture Tony unnecessarily. She still worries for him, and she also has a strong urge to monitor him and make sure he isn’t causing trouble for anyone else.]

[On the first day, Faith stays inside. She isn't too sure about the large, black wings on her back. Any contact with her on that day would need to be done over the journals.

After that, she slowly starts resuming her day to day activities. Her errands, her stops at Celsius Tear for tea every afternoon, and so on. For the most part, she seems perfectly normal. A little more talkative and a little sharper with her words, but generally just as polite.

She can also be found out in the sun most days, working on her sewing or drawing. The subject matter of the latter has changed, though. Where before she sketched little animals or scenery, she now has people. Some are men-- usually navy scenes. Men on decks of ships, standing alone. Some are women, also alone. They're in dark places, often with a small illumination to throw shadows on their faces. Lonely pictures, some with too sharp of edges, too bitter shadows.]

[Twila slips in without so much as a word at first, settling herself into that empty place where Lambda used to be for so many years. It makes him feel just a little less hollow, somehow, having something else there again, especially with everything that's been happening lately. If he pays attention, he feels like he can hear a soft voice murmuring to him much like Lambda did, telling him that it's all right, that he doesn't need to be alone any longer, and that those other humans are all the same. Everyone always leaves you alone, don't they, you poor, sweet thing? You deserve much better than that. It's all right; you don't need them when all they're going to do is hurt you again.

They'll all abandon him in the end, just as it has always been. But this warmth, this other presence, it won't. Because it understands. And Richard clings to that promise, that warmth, and lets it in, lets it have free reign because it understands him the same way Lambda did. They won't be alone as long as they have each other.

His wings grow larger, jet black, and he revels in that change. It's proof that he's special enough to be chosen by this being. Let everyone else think what they want. It doesn't matter anymore.

But it might be nice if he could get other people to understand just how wonderful he feels right now... because of that, he's willing to leave the house for the first time in days and wander the village in the evening in the hopes of finding anyone else who might want to share in this feeling.

Later in the week, after he's been freed from Twila's influence, Kipinn takes over, and Richard is back to his normal self. Well, mostly. He's actually HAPPY for a change, and more mischievous and playful than he is even on the best of days when not being influenced by the spirit. Which is probably rather unfortunate for the rest of his household or anyone who happens to cross his path during this time...

Hope you don't mind being teased or pranked!]

Edited 2013-05-30 02:41 (UTC)

[The training actually worked. Naruto wasn't sure why his wings were now green instead of orange, but what was more important here was their growth in size, and the ability to actually fly with them. So much for all those people just a couple weeks ago that said it wouldn't be possible!]

[For most of the first day, Naruto can be found up in the air simply making the most of his new found flight, aimlessly gliding above the village or exploring the nearby landscape.

For the remaining days he can also be found either in the sky, or hanging out somewhere high- on rooftops, treetops, even high up by the mountains on accasion. Feeling even more restless than usual he feels the need to seek people out, though how he reacts depends on their allegiance. For example those with Eferin may find him following them and trying to gain attention, Hyt folk might find stupid challenges thrown their way, while those poor Faeren folk may end up the subject of playful pranks due to those new found wind powers.]

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