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Morph #3: The Struggle. [Action/Video]
[As weird as it was staying in Spock's guest bedroom, they were polite enough. Still, she really didn't spend much time there.
At first, she'd spent a lot of time just flying around, but it didn't really ease the tension. Something was missing. She was having trouble sleeping. She had so many nightmares, she lost track of which ones were which, and she'd wake up in the middle of the night, screaming into her pillow.
And then she'd fly again.
It wasn't enough.
Something is missing.]
[Video]
"So, um. Can anybody show me how to program that... battledome thing? And what else do you people do to entertain yourself around here."
[She stops for a moment, staring blankly at the camera as visions of violence and blood fill her head, before she blinks and snaps out of it.]
"Uh. So, if anybody could help me out on either end, I'd appreciate it."
[Action]
[She's going to be at the battledome today, trying to figure out how to make it work. She needs to...
Something. She's looking for something. She's not sure what.]
At first, she'd spent a lot of time just flying around, but it didn't really ease the tension. Something was missing. She was having trouble sleeping. She had so many nightmares, she lost track of which ones were which, and she'd wake up in the middle of the night, screaming into her pillow.
And then she'd fly again.
It wasn't enough.
Something is missing.]
[Video]
"So, um. Can anybody show me how to program that... battledome thing? And what else do you people do to entertain yourself around here."
[She stops for a moment, staring blankly at the camera as visions of violence and blood fill her head, before she blinks and snaps out of it.]
"Uh. So, if anybody could help me out on either end, I'd appreciate it."
[Action]
[She's going to be at the battledome today, trying to figure out how to make it work. She needs to...
Something. She's looking for something. She's not sure what.]
[Action]
...anxious?
The Vulcan approaches.]
Greetings Miss Berenson... are you well?
[Action]
Re: [Action]
[Action]
"Um. Okay, is there a way to sort through what other people have already programmed into this thing? I kind of want a forest that isn't freezing."
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You may sort through here, or create one of your own. Was there anything in particular you were looking for..... other than a place with a higher ambient temperature?
[Action]
[Charging into battle, the team by her side, Tobias leading the way as they all move as one to tear apart the Controllers in their way. Their pitiful resistance is crushed beneath the might of their morphs, shrugging off their bullets and dracon beams like the stings of a gnat-]
"With... wildlife? Hawks, mice, stuff like that."
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[Spock gives her a rather exasperated look for a Vulcan...
She insists on holding back.. even now?
What a curious human.]
What is your objective?
[Action]
So she decided to try something crazy: Honesty.]
"I have no idea what I'm trying to do, Spock."
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I will respect your privacy Miss Berenson... but know that I will never judge you. [It was kind of his thing..]
[Action]
[... But that was a lie. He was right. She wasn't lying to Spock, she was lying to herself.
'There's something dark inside you, Rachel...']
"... Is there, um. A combat simulator?"
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What level of skill do you wish to fight against?
[Action]
"Let's start low and build? I don't even know what the machine's capable of. Um, what if we simulated one of those Third Party guys?"
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[Spock typed in a few things, then stood...]
It is ready for you. Do you wish for company?
[Action]
[She grins.]
"I warn you now, though, my next trick is definitely not pretty to watch."
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I will decide that for myself.
[Spock gestured towards the open simulation door...]
You may proceed.
[Action]
And immediately sprouts a muzzle. Her ears slide up on her head, and she suddenly begins swelling, her muscles bulging and falling over so she's on all fours. The hair comes next, sprouting from her skin as the leotard fades into the rapidly-spreading pelt. After several sudden, rather grotesque-looking changes, a grizzly stands in front of Spock.]
-So. Was that pretty enough for you?-
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Rachel.... that is fascinating ...
You are.. This is what you have been trying to hide? [Spock gingerly lifts a hand...]
May I?
[Action] Sorry, this weekend kicked my ass
Want me to kiss it better? XDDDDD *snerk*
This is a most amazing gift Miss Berenson.
YOU ARE IMPOSSIBLE, WOMAN.
THANK YOU! XD
Find print? What does that entail?
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...most unfortunate. [Understatement of the century Spock, gold star.
The Vulcan then hesitates...]
This is not your only form, correct?
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This is incredible...
And I can understand your previous inquires... I am sure that this ability causes you the need for 'stress relief' often. A need for physical exertion...
Please, allow me to create a program specific for you Miss Berenson...
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