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Rachel Berenson ([personal profile] xenamorph) wrote2013-01-03 04:18 pm

Morph #1: The Awakening [action]

[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.]

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thewoodsmansoldier: (Cautious)

[Action/Town]

[personal profile] thewoodsmansoldier 2013-01-04 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
[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?
weaponry: (Are asses really self lubricated?)

clothing store

[personal profile] weaponry 2013-01-04 10:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ Is that a bird? Shopping for clothes? Tenten will just...slowly approach it while wondering what has her life become. ]
spohkh: Say what? (huh?)

[personal profile] spohkh 2013-01-04 03:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[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?
wildbluevagner: (holo - taking it in)

[personal profile] wildbluevagner 2013-01-06 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
[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!
eightlazylegs: A grey octopus with an upraised tentacle (Attention)

Action/Plaza

[personal profile] eightlazylegs 2013-01-08 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
[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!