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 ))
 

Comments

[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?]

[xenamorph]

-Thanks.-

[The bird grabs the leotard in its beak and shuffles back to the changing room. A couple of awkward minutes later- complete with some weird bangs and a few oddly organic noises that won't sit well on a full stomach- the door shuts and locks, and a few moments after that, it re-opens and a blonde teenager comes out dressed in the leotard, with a pair of awkwardly ripped holes in the back to accomodate her wings.

And calmly begins perusing the more outdoor-appropriate clothing.]

[wildbluevagner]

[He's blinking. Wondering if he what he thought had happened, happened.]

Hello... Miss?

[xenamorph]

"Oh, yeah. Sorry, I don't have any money, but as soon as I get some I'll pay you. I really can't go walking around in this, not with that weather."

[wildbluevagner]

I think you misunderstand. I don't actually work here, and we don't have money here. It's all free.

And you... Were you a bird?

[xenamorph]

"I do that sometimes..."

[No money. It's all free. And he doesn't work here...]

"... am I dead?"

[wildbluevagner]

[And he remembers how Wolfsbane is popular with the furries could actually turn into a wolf. She must be another mutant like him.]

We all have our little quirks!

And no... This is no afterlife! Not nearly enough trumpets or clouds, and the wings are a little lacking without halos to top the deal. No, we're all stuck in a different world now.

[xenamorph]

[You seem awfully okay with her turning into a bird, bro. What's up with that.

Whatever. She's just going to grab some pants and put them on. While she's talking to you. Enjoy the awkward.]

"I was raised Jewish, we don't really do halos. Alright, so... this world. How did we get here?"

[wildbluevagner]

My bad - I didn't think you guys' differences went that deep. But - right. Being stuck here. [He throws his arms in the air lazily.] We don't know! One day we're just - poof! - here. And apparently other days, we're poof, gone. Back home without a single memory.

[xenamorph]

"It's cool, I'm not, like, hypersensitive or anything. And this... poofing... can happen even after you die?"

[She shrugs on a shirt, and then starts looking at shoes.]

[wildbluevagner]

I... I think there's something about that in the Guide, but it's not something I know of firsthand. But offhand... I know it can take people from pretty much any point of their lives. And you could have people you know here from the past or future.

Holy how did I miss this, Batman

[xenamorph]

"Wait, so other people I know could show up?"

[... Okay, that really shouldn't have made her excited, but it did.]

riddle me this

[wildbluevagner]

Right. The way this world takes people and sends them home, as far I know it's completely random. So no one can tell for sure, but they can wind up here. Still, it's not like this is a vacation spot.

[xenamorph]

[Well, that was something to hope for. Maybe her friends would show up.

... It was the only way she would see them again, come to think of it.

Well.

That was depressing.]

"Uh-huh. No, it kinda seems like a giant pain in the butt so far."

[wildbluevagner]

[He gives a sarcastic grin.]

Now you're feeling the Luceti spirit! Do you have a journal on you? There should a be a Guide somewhere in there that'll let you know about all the other pains in the butt you should be aware of.

[xenamorph]

"Journal?"

[Crap. She must have left it back by where she woke up.]

"Uh. Right. Of course. I'll, um, look into that."

[wildbluevagner]

It'll probably be a lot more helpful than me. And if you lost it, don't worry. Those things have a way of getting back to you.

[xenamorph]

"That's a relief."

[Because she wasn't even sure she remembered where she had been.]

"Alright. I won't play twenty questions with you or anything, but, um... are we safe here?"

[wildbluevagner]

Safe? Yeah, you could say that - at least most of the time. Some of the people here aren't exactly heroes, but there's not so much trouble being caused. There are the experiments the Malnosso like to run on the village every now and then, but most of the time those are more weird than dangerous. The only real danger I've heard of... well, it's that sometimes the Malnosso will draft us to fight their battles.

[xenamorph]

"Battles? Against who?"

[... She didn't mean to sound quite so excited about the prospect. Honest.]

[wildbluevagner]

[Any eagerness does take Kurt by surprise somewhat, but he carries on.]

Well... I don't know that much about them beyond what I've read in the Guide. But they call themselves the Third Party, and they're kind of extremists who want everyone to die. Plus they've apparently got technology to oppose the Malnosso's. [Sarcastically.] Sounds like a real friendly bunch, right?

[xenamorph]

"So a bunch of mad scientists have captured us and do experiments on us, and use us to fight these crazy terrorists. And we're stuck in the middle."

[Well, that sounded like an impossible situation.]

"Right. Real party we've got going on here."

[wildbluevagner]

Yeah, you've got it down quick. The main consolation is that the war doesn't effect us directly too often. I think the last battle that people were called to was just before I got here a few months back. But the experiments? They happen almost every month. So you should be careful for that.

[xenamorph]

"Noted."

[She grabs another outfit, tucks it under her arm just in case.]

"Hey, uh. Thanks."