Morph #1: The Awakening [action]

[xenamorph]

[Action/The Barracks]

[Rachel awakens to find herself in a large building, wearing a rather hideous sundress and nothing else. More distressingly, she discovers that she has wings. Eagle wings. For a moment, she's afraid she's been trapped partway in morph, but a moment of experimentation shows that she's still able to at least begin morphing.

And then after another moment, she remembers that she's dead. Is this heaven? I mean, wings and a white dress seems like heaven, but some grungy building sure doesn't. Where is she? What the heck is going on? She can't morph in this dress, and she can't walk around as a human with eagle wings- what if a Controller sees her?

So she casts a look around to make sure nobody's nearby, and then she shucks off the dress and slowly begins morphing into the shape of a bald eagle. It's a long, slow process, and she's still woozy and disoriented. She just hopes she isn't interrupted.]

[Action/The Plaza and the Clothing Store.]

[An eagle with a second set of wings tucked behind the first is soaring around the plaza, looking through windows, a white New Feather dress clutched in her claws. As soon as she locates the clothing store, she'll fly inside and begin browsing. Just a bird out shopping. Nothing to see here.]

[Action/Town]

[Once she's stolen obtained some new clothing and morphed into a human again, a strange girl will be walking around town, staring at everything with a mixture of confusion and dismay. Heaven, so far, sucks. A lot. Especially since everything seems to be half-pilfered from the middle ages, and half the people walking around are weird. It's almost like somebody crossed a ren faire and one of those nerd conventions. She could swear she saw a guy dressed like Spock running around.]

((OOC Note: In-morph replies will come from xenamorphs ))
 

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[Action/Town]

[thewoodsmansoldier]

[Corbec was walking down the street, on his way to the plaza, when he saw the girl walking down the road, clearly disoriented in some way. ...his initial reaction was to reach for a weapon of some kind, but he'd learned that probably wasn't the rational thing to do here from a few things. Namely the incident with the poor elf. Instead he approached the girl cautiously, keeping his left hand hovering near the knife on his belt, ready to take it out if he needed to. He spoke up as he approached, holding up his right hand as a gesture he didn't mean any harm.]

Hey there, girl, are you alright?

[Action/Town]

[xenamorph]

[She freezes when she's addressed, spinning toward the man speaking. He looked...

... kind of like somebody dressed a hobo in less shabby clothing, honestly, but that's not what puts her on edge. It's the hands. The one is up toward her. A distraction. The other is near his belt. Near a weapon. A gun? A Dracon beam?

Is he a Controller?

If he's a Controller he might actually recognize her, and be trying to trick her. Still, she bites back the urge to go Eagle and run.]

"I, uh. I don't know. I just woke up and found myself here."

[Action/Town]

[thewoodsmansoldier]

[Corbec's hand eased up from the knife. Now he had a clearer picture of what was going on. The girl must have just gotten here, like he did. ...admittedly she was less covered in leaves and animal hides than he was when he first arrived to town, but the confusion was something he could relate to.]

Ah, you're new here then. I am too, really...I was in the same position as you two months ago. I was just as confused as you look to be now.

[Action/Town]

[xenamorph]

"So what's the story, exactly?"

[Action/Town]

[thewoodsmansoldier]

I'm not entirely sure, to be honest. This village is some sort of experiment being run by a group called the Malnosso, but the people here, like you and me, are from different worlds...or universes. I don't know what the proper word would be. Everyone here ended up here just as you and I did.

clothing store

[weaponry]

[ Is that a bird? Shopping for clothes? Tenten will just...slowly approach it while wondering what has her life become. ]

Clothing store

[xenamorphs]

[Ah. There we go. Her Eagle eyes can make out the label on the shirt and it's her size. Not a bad shirt. She approves. Now if she can just find some pants and some underwear, she-

She pauses, head turning to one side. So much for the shop being empty. Somebody was staring at her and coming toward her. She tenses, getting ready to take off if she has to.]

[weaponry]

[ Tenten looks at eagle as they make very awkward eye contact. She raises her hands in an attempt to show she's peaceful, with bright red fabric something dangling from her hands. ]

Whoa? Are you a New Feather here? [ Oh wait, she just realized how that sounded... ] And I don't mean your wings! I mean your white dress!

With apologies for Rachel's extreme paranoia.

[xenamorphs]

[New feather? What in the world was she...

The dress. Crap. Was that something New Feathers got? What were New Feathers? Were they here to be experimented on or something? Did she escape from some place and now this girl was trying to recapture her?

That wasn't going to happen. She immediately attempts to take off, but the tiny extra wings tucked behind her properly-sized ones interfere and she shuffles sideways into the coats. Crap. She'd forgotten about that. She dives into the hanging clothing, hoping to find some space large enough to accommodate demorphing. Let's see them try and recapture a grizzly bear.

don't apologize! i love this thread like a preacher loves sunday!

[weaponry]

Wait! [ Tenten goes right towards the hanging clothing, her arms are wildly waving as she rushes towards Rachel's location. ] I just want to know why you're shopping for human clothes if you're an eagle! [ She doesn't anticipate a beary awful situation, and I doubt she'll be pleased when it goes in that direction. ]

[spohkh]

[Spock was walking across the plaza... back from the incident with the kitten and the agents.

He was looking around as well... it was good to have his sight back. What he noticed though was a girl...

...obviously distressed.
He approaches her....]

Greetings, you appear to be distressed... are you in need of assistance?

[xenamorph]

[Hey, the trekkie was back. He'd done a pretty good job on his costume, too, but after three years of fighting real aliens, the guys with fake rubber foreheads on TV just stopped being impressive.]

"Hey, sorry. Uh. Can you, um, tell me where I am?"

[spohkh]

[Spock tilted his head in curiosity...

Ah yes... this must be the 'New Feather' wave that others have been talking about.


...Fascinating.

Spock bows his head in politeness.]

You are in Luceti. A rather curious place that has the ability to take people from various universes and put them in this one location. Currently we are held at the mercy of a rather unfortunate race called the Malnosso... who have a tendency to...well... [Spock actually stops himself...

...he does not want to alarm the girl on what was presumably her first day.]

All pertinent information should be available in the device... or journal that has been provided to you upon your arrival. I encourage you to explore its contents.
May I inquire as to your name?

[xenamorph]

[Journal? Crap, she hadn't even looked for a journal. Did she leave it in the building where she woke up?

And then he asks for her name. She freezes up. The Controllers know her name now. This guy could be one of them. She stammers out the first answer that comes to mind.]

"M-Melissa. Melissa Chapman."

[spohkh]

[Spock... does not 'buy it'...


...He has been lied to like this before. However, it will do neither of them any good to call her out on it. If she is uncomfortable around him or is feeling threatened... he may as well try his best to make her feel better about her surroundings.

Spock bows a bit at the waist.]

It is well to make your acquaintance Miss Chapman, I am Spock. I was taken from my Universe and placed here approximately 4 month ago. [He lifts an eyebrow...]

Do you not have your journal?

[wildbluevagner]

[Kurt had been minding the items shop while Rogue was away. And it was a job that got very boring very quickly. So he found himself teleporting into the clothing shop to alleviate this boredom by trying to decorate mannequins with a variety of accessories.

But he stops when he sees an eagle clawing around through the clothes. Not exactly your everyday indoors bird, but he didn't want to get in trouble for letting it do as it pleased.]

Hey - shoo!

[xenamorphs]

[She turns and gives the guy an eagle-y stare. Nope. Not happening. Not without at least some clothing she can morph with, because she doesn't deal with having to walk around naked very well.]

[wildbluevagner]

[He winces a bit at the eagle stare. He definitely didn't want to be attacked.]

Sorry... nice birdy!

[xenamorphs]

[For a moment, she sort of wishes Tobias was here to get offended at that. As it stands, she just hops up with a flutter of wings and plucks what appears to be a gymnast's leotard from the rack, hanger and all. It clatters to the floor.

She turns her glare back to Kurt again, and thought-speaks at him, so casually she almost sounds bored.]

-Where can I get changed?-

[wildbluevagner]

[His mouth droops open for a moment. Right... this is Luceti.

That eagle is talking to him. He slowly and meekly raises a finger to point towards where he remembers the dressing room being.]

T-the door right next to the ballet costumes! If you see fedoras, you've gone too far!

[And his eyes linger on the leotard for a moment. It'll be an odd fit, indeed. But who is he to oppose this eagle's dreams of being an olympic gymnast?]

Action/Plaza

[eightlazylegs]

[That is a bird right there. Hermes, halfway up the wall of a shop, immediately snaps into the color of dull stone. He's not been on good terms with large birds ever since one of them decided he looked like lunch. Hermes huddles in wait as the bird continues to circle, hoping it decides to move on.

Then he remembers the wings. His skin can change color but his mossy green wings are feather and muscle and all those horrible things that vertebrates insist upon using. The bird's sure to spot him eventually when he can't hide his wings. Time for more offensive action.

Hermes, still camouflaged, begins gathering up the loose pebbles in the walls of the building. He takes aim and then snaps his tentacle out, flinging one towards the bird.]

Shoo! Go! [And fire two!] Fly away!

Oh dear. Uh, sorry, she's a little nutsy.

[xenamorphs]

[The rock completely blindsides her, swatting her headfirst into a bush.

Okay. That's it. Whoever threw that was going down. It was probably some Controller, they'd realized she wasn't a normal eagle and attacked.

Well. They picked the wrong eagle.

She begins to demorph, using the bushes as cover.]

[eightlazylegs]

[OOC: Sorry for taking so long. Somehow I managed to turn off comment notifs and I just now remembered I'd commented to you. Which is sad because Rachel was always my favorite one.]

Hmph. Birds.

[That actually went better than Hermes expected. He begins making his way back down to the ground, suction cups clinging tightly to the stone. In order to better keep his eyes on the sky, he's doing it backwards.]

[xenamorphs]

[Don't worry, Hermes. She won't be a bird for much longer!

In fact, a few minutes later, a grizzly bear jumps from the bushes, snarling and glaring around...

And sees nothing. No humans. No Hork-Bajir. No Taxxons. No Andalites, even. Nobody who could have thrown that rock.

... come to think of it, a Taxxon couldn't really have thrown it either. Their arms weren't very strong.]

[eightlazylegs]

[Whhhhhhhhat. That was not there before. He was watching. That bear was not there earlier. This is a bad thing.

At least he's already facing the right direction. Hermes goes right back up the wall, tentacles frantically clinging to the stone and wings flapping in a panic.]