01-31-2005, 12:36 AM
That scene had proven....interesting....to say the least. These others all seemed quite...impatient. Impatient and disorderly. Impatient, disorderly, and...captured. Yes. They were quite captured. Captured by large men with large weapons upon large steeds. Half of the group no less. That was surely going to....complicate matters. Matters which most likely didn't need to be complicated any more. It's fom rippled a bit from where Franki's fingers touched it, gently sending a cascading wave down past her shoulders and back, dispersing at it's lowermost hem.
"you have Needs?"
It asked, still growing used to "thinking" in words again. Emotions were so much simpler. More familiar. Precise. Words were often failing and clumsy, especially for a being such as itself. But how else was it to communicate with her? Or she with it? The thoughts on the surface of her mind could be read easily enough....but what if she didn't want to share such thoughts? What if invading her privacy like that caused her to cast him off? Wait.... Hadn't it asked these same questions of itself before?
With Jennifer it was easy. Become a jacket or a coat or a pair of pants of some sort and.....be. It knew her every thought and feeling just as she knew every thought and feeling it had. There were no secrets. No need for them. When she was cold it's form shifted into something warmer. When she was warm into something cooler. A thought changed it from backpack to winter coat. A whim from robe to t-shirt. But such a bond had taken time. Developed over the years. With this new woman, what more could it do than listen when she spoke? Respond when she asked? Conceal her head when nudged?
Want. Need. Have.
It let the feelings flow from itself to her as it picked up on her desire to have....something. It was still not comfortable with making sentances, but wasn't going to let a lack of proper syntax bar it from getting it's point across. It had definately felt her want something, though it didn't know what. But whatever it was it hoped she got it, as they would most likely need everything available to them if they were to battle this Thor looking fellows.
Thor...
That's why they looked to familiar. Asgardians they were called. Thor's people. Yes. Strange and Kale had both read about them at different times. While in the good Doctor's care the cloak had even had the distiction to 'meet' Thor when he visited one day. He was being worn by Strange's apprentice that morning and remembered the sight of him. Majestic in a way. The feelings that had washed over Ms. Topaz when she first laid eyes on him...... It was neither here nor there. What was important was the fact that it now recognized the situation better. Had some semblance of an idea of what it was they were dealing with. Asgardians were not to be taken lightly by any stretch of the imagination, and if thier group had somehow managed to upset of offend them their mission on this world may have just become infinately more difficult.
"you have Needs?"
It asked, still growing used to "thinking" in words again. Emotions were so much simpler. More familiar. Precise. Words were often failing and clumsy, especially for a being such as itself. But how else was it to communicate with her? Or she with it? The thoughts on the surface of her mind could be read easily enough....but what if she didn't want to share such thoughts? What if invading her privacy like that caused her to cast him off? Wait.... Hadn't it asked these same questions of itself before?
With Jennifer it was easy. Become a jacket or a coat or a pair of pants of some sort and.....be. It knew her every thought and feeling just as she knew every thought and feeling it had. There were no secrets. No need for them. When she was cold it's form shifted into something warmer. When she was warm into something cooler. A thought changed it from backpack to winter coat. A whim from robe to t-shirt. But such a bond had taken time. Developed over the years. With this new woman, what more could it do than listen when she spoke? Respond when she asked? Conceal her head when nudged?
Want. Need. Have.
It let the feelings flow from itself to her as it picked up on her desire to have....something. It was still not comfortable with making sentances, but wasn't going to let a lack of proper syntax bar it from getting it's point across. It had definately felt her want something, though it didn't know what. But whatever it was it hoped she got it, as they would most likely need everything available to them if they were to battle this Thor looking fellows.
Thor...
That's why they looked to familiar. Asgardians they were called. Thor's people. Yes. Strange and Kale had both read about them at different times. While in the good Doctor's care the cloak had even had the distiction to 'meet' Thor when he visited one day. He was being worn by Strange's apprentice that morning and remembered the sight of him. Majestic in a way. The feelings that had washed over Ms. Topaz when she first laid eyes on him...... It was neither here nor there. What was important was the fact that it now recognized the situation better. Had some semblance of an idea of what it was they were dealing with. Asgardians were not to be taken lightly by any stretch of the imagination, and if thier group had somehow managed to upset of offend them their mission on this world may have just become infinately more difficult.