Gods and Spirits - RPLOG
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Date
8/7/476
Log
Tis a fine summer afternoon. Loitering at the edge of the fence that separates the Creator vessel from the fair grounds, little Juliana stands, calling out to those who pass. Being a Creator, getting attention is not difficult, but when she asks, they walk away with a sad shake of the head, shrugs, and other gestures of uncertainty, leaving Juliana unfulfilled.
Arimia keeps her cloak tugged about her, pausing at the call from the Creator. She looks over, almost visibly debating if she'll walk over or not, then shrugs and makes her way over to Juliana.
Mirana walks up to the Creator Ship as quickly as she is able, though not as fast as she was before. She has a half smile on her face, her Ironsoul Battledress on, and regards Juliana with a mix of sadness and understanding. "Hello little Creator, what brings you out?" she asks, then noticing Arimia. Joy washes over her, but, before she can talk with her former commander, she decides to work with Juliana first.
Amelia shuffles closer towards Juliana without much hesitation. "Hello again, little one. Is there something that you need?" She adjusts her glasses and glances around at any others that might be approaching.
Lottie has never met the child and at the chance to fill in some notes, she didn't quite jump, but she'll certainly hurry after the rest of her work is caught up. A wave is offered to Arimia and she hurries along to catch up.
A bright smile, and she leans forward as more come to answer her call, "No one will tell me about it," she complains, "I've been listening," Danger alert, "And I heard you had magic things, like, real magic, like..." she makes an expansive gesture, "Like things appearing out of nowhere and magic fairies and things."
Arimia flicks her ears slightly and smiles at the child, giving a small shake of her head. "I do not know about things appearing out of nowhere. The magic we have is, I think, similar to something you already know of. As for faries... Well. I've never seen any. However. I can tell you we have dragons."
Mirana looks to Juliana and her head tills slightly to one side, "Things appearing out of nowhere, magic fairies dear little one? Do you mean the machine spirits? Sweetie, you and your parents made those, or," and she looks about, noticing Lottie and Amelia, "Greetings there Lady Blackback, and hello to you too." Then, she takes a moment to address Arimia as well, "Miss Arimia, it is good to see you as well." Finally she continues with Juliana, "Sweet little one, do you mean... the Great Spirits?" she asks.
Lottie brushes her vest a few times, cleaning some bit of dust as she flips open her book and begins to quickly sketch a rough of the child and the surrounding folk. Leaning forward, she murmurs to Arimia, "Any rules on dealing with the child? I've missed the last few times she's been out and about. I don't want to get someone in trouble flipping the book around or somesuch." She then straightens up and nods to Mirana, "Lady Solacious, good afternoon."
Amelia rubs at her ear. "Well... We have math? Is that what you're talking about? I'm not sure what else there is, at this time..." She glances towards Mirana. She seemed to know more about it, so she leaves it to her.
Juliana's head bobs once before she gives the ground a stomp, "Yes, those. Spirits. Not the machine ones. I already know about those." she says with all the 'I know everything' bravado a youth can muster, which is quite considerable, "Why haven't they come to say hello to me yet? I want to see them." she demands, placing hands on hips. She remains behind the fence for the moment, separating herself from those she questions. Hearing Lottie speak, Juliana looks at her, "I'm right here. You don't have to speak about me in the third person, UNKNOWN. My parents are fine so long as I don't go past the fence."
Arimia says a bit dryly, "I would imagine because they are busy." She gives a small shrug of her shoulders before looking to Lottie. "Don't know. My first time meeting the kid as well." She turns her attention back to Juliana and says, "Now. Knowing that these spirits may be busy do you really want to try and drag one to meet you? I mean, how do your mother and father act to you inturrupting THEIR work?"
Mirana conciters Lottie's words first, "No, I don't think so De... Lady Blackback, but I'd still say to be cautious." She says then looks over Juliana, she can't help but smile at the Creator kit. "Well, they don't like crowded places sweetie, they like to be far from where lots of beings are. But, I can ask one to come here if you'd like dear, I've been meaing to talk with Shailia myself, would you like that dear?" she asks Juliana again. She looks around to Amelia and Arimia, eyes dancing slightly with excitement.
Lottie flips a few pages and finds the right page, then says, "We may not be able to summon them child, but there's a drawing, not the most detailed what with the circumstances. It's better than nothing though right?" She then flips the book around and holds it for the child to see. There might be a few other figures present that would be recognizable in abstract. "I'm Charlotte little one, though I go by Lottie. Or Lady Blackback, though I'd assume Lottie would work."
Amelia folds her arms and turns to look at Mirana. "That would be rather excellent. I've been looking to speak with one, myself. I do not know much about them, but I am certainly curious." Her attention turns back to Juliana. "You certainly are bold! But I understand your curiosity."
A dramatic rolling of the eyes, "They tell me to go find something else to do, and usually close the door once they get me out of the room. What they get for bringing their kid on this kind of trip anyway," she huffs petulantly. "You can make one appear?" she asks Mirana, "Please, yes, do that." Petulance melts to excitement rapidly.
Arimia frowns and shakes her head slightly, turning away. "Fine. Have fun with that." She glances at Mirana and her frown becomes a scowl. "I'll be leaving if you're doing that. I've no desire to see the thing that twisted your body into the deformed mess it is."
Dio had heard from various individuals that a creator child was asking beings about some interesting things. Being as unoccupied as he was, speaking with a creator would hopefully assure a cure to his boredom. With a tuck at his coat, the lion moves towards the creator ship and notices a rather familiar group he's met with before, along with the creator child in question. "'ello lassies," he shouts, rapidly approaching the group. "Ooh, would ya look at that." His smile grows nearly a mile wide as he looks towards the creator and draws towards the fence. "It's a tiny creator lassie! How cute."
Mirana nods and, with affection touches a claw to her right ear and the gold ring there in, "Ok sweetie, Shailia, Great Mother, Your child has others here that would like to talk with you." she calls out, but in the next breath looks to Arimia, "Dear... deformed mess? I.. don't know what you mean." she says, looking a bit shocked and saddened by the words.
Amelia rubs at her side for a moment, looking a touch displeased with something before giving a nod to Dio. "Welcome to the party." She glances back towards Arimia for a moment. "Oh, is that what did that?"
Lottie raises an eyebrow and snaps the book shut for now as she stands up straight. Looking between the diminutive woman and the vixen, she takes a step back and murmurs something to herself. She licks her lips, then says properly, "Come on you two, try not to do this here of all places." Her gaze then quickly shifts to the child.
Juliana looks a bit perplexed as the argument starts, "She looks alright to me?" she says, looking Mirana over, "A bit fuzzy, maybe?" But who isn't fuzzy compared to a Creator. But this is forgotten as a form slips from the void as if wetly emerging from the cleft of time and space. Blue and purple furred, currently female.
She looks to Mirana with a soft smile, then turns her gaze to the small Creator with a soft noise, "What an adorable child," she says, bypassing the fence as if it were not there to reach for and pinch at the Creator's cheeks, drawing both huffy whines and giggles of amusement at once.
Arimia gives a small shake of her head and says, "You looked fine the way you were before. Now you look like a freak." She continues walking away then, tugging her cloak about her, not stopping as the spirit shows up.
Dio listens to and notices Mirana touch her ring, having a good feeling as to what was coming next. "Oh, callin' yer spirit out now mighty vixen? Is that what the tiny creator lass wanted to see?" His ears twich as a new voice directed towards him catches his attention. "Good to see ya, lassie. Suppose we haven't met before have we," he smiles, looking towards Amelia and back to the child as the spirit was called. "Oh, there she is again! The spirit of pillows." He looks as Arimia leaves, frowning at the insult but chooses to hold his tounge for the time being.
Lottie runs her fingers through her hair and watches the smaller woman go. She flips the book open to a page, takes a few notes and just shakes her head with a sigh. The spirit fixes what frustration is there and she looks to it, turning to a new paget to sketch this one out. A little thumbnail of it pinching the munchkin then a proper sketch in the center of the page. "Why purple?" is all she can really think for the time being. Other than a few snarky notes about the remaining folk on her notes. In tiny, cramped shorthand.
Amelia looks a little startled by the presence of the spirit, to say the least. "Augh. That was sudden." She looks towards Mirana for a moment, then to the spirit. "It was that easy? I expected something... More grand."
Mirana gives Dio a soft chuckle, "Yes sweetie, it is a creator kit!" Then looks to Lottie and Amilia, smiliing as Shailia appears, but it is Arimia's words that cut deep to her, "A... freak?" she says softly, and looks up to Shailia, the coon striking a cord, weither she knew it or not. She nods to Dio, "Yes, indeed I am. I... hope I'm not bothering Shailia, but this child wanted to.." and seeing her spirit so happy makes her own moment of doubt wash away.
Lottie says with deadpan tone, "You do look a bit... exaggerated compared to the average person. I think they're bigger than my head." Then she's back to scribbling in her book, shifting it around to get it comfortable in her grip. "So all you have to do is touch the ring and she appears? I really hope there's more to it than that, it would be such a nuisance. It's why my doors are soundproofed when I'm home even."
Some passerbies pause, confused or aghast as the spirit gathers up the child and begins hugging her, making her squeal with surprise and delight. The two seem to be getting along well enough, but the spirit has absolutely no sense of reverence or deference to the creator kit. Shaila looks back at Mirana, "I told you to call me if you had delightful children to show to me," she says, sounding delighted. She musses up Juliana's hair, "Your parent's child is very cute, and so full of energy. Hello. I am Shaila."
Juliana shakes her hair back into approximate position, "Hey Shaila, I'm Juliana, or just Julie's alright.."
Shaila looks confused a moment, then reaches, tapping at the dangling metal card around Juliana's neck, "Why does this speak your words again?" she asks. They appear to be quite distracted with one another, so rude.
Amelia rubs her neck. "Well. This got strange pretty quickly. Is that all there is too it, then? She wanted to meet a spirit, she met the spirit, all is right in the world?"
Dio walks up to Mirana and puts an arm over her shoulder, assuming she doesn't try to back away, and gives her a gentle, reassuring squeeze. "Look at how cute that is," he smiles once more, observing the creator child and spirit playing together. Breaking away from the hug, the lion gets a bit closer to the fence and starts waving his arms in the air, almost as if he were a child himself! "Hello there again spirit lassie," he shouts, trying to grab their attention. "Thank ya for the pillow. It was quite comfortable."
Mirana look to Amelia, and smiles, "That is all there is, she said all I need to do is call for her, and she'd come." Looking up with a mix of pride and child like glee herself to Shailia, letting her to her work with Julie. Then she turns to Lottie, "Exaggerated... but... that is alright, right?" A twing of doubt again as she looks herself over as well. "But no, It was mostly just... a feeling, to call Shailia, I just ask for her, and intend to call." THen she is swept up with Dio, and smiles, "It is, isn't it?" she says and giggles as Dio acts much how she feels.
Lottie tries to scoot along the side, trying to get a better view of the spirit for a profile picture. She makes a few notes, looking like a brief description at the very least as she calls over to Mirana, "It's your body. Either be comfortable with it or fix it." She looks to the spirit and calls over, "Do all of your uh, what, followers? Do they all end up with such or was it something of a choice? Did she have to pay something?"
Shaila looks up as Dio addresses her, "Oh. I had wondered where I had forgotten it..." she admits, "You are welcome to keep it, if you like..." she demures, "If you find it comfortable, you should have it." She squeezes her captive Creator.
Juliana laughs as she's squeezed, "It makes my words into their words. Can you understand me without it?" she asks with a raised brow.
Shaila nods lightly, but looks up again as Lottie speaks, "Why would you not want to be ripe and full?" She seems genuinely confused at the notion of it, "If you wish to walk my path but conceal your creative power..." she says, sounding almost... sad... at the concept, "I could... But why?"
"What are you talking about?" asks Julie, baffled, "And how did you appear like that? Tell me how to do it!"
Amelia raises her brow. "Concerning, if she did that to you. I was thinking about alligning myself with one, but... Look at me. I'm a twig. I think it'd break my back." She glances down at her front, then back up to the spirit. "But who knows. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad, if you grant the abilities to help people."
Mirana looks herself over one more time and nods to Lottie and Shailia, "I wouldn't dream of it Great Mother, I'm ... quite happy with all you have given me." She says, smiling as she admits to herself that she is happy with herself now. "But, the only thing I had to give was my word, which I hope I've been keeping Shailia," a bit more doubt, seems she has some self-confidince issues, "The other day my betrothed and I saved a young mother from her own follies, that is what I was meaning to talk to you about myself Shailia, how should I help her? The young coyote seems to be doing well under my care, but I'd never think twice about accepting your advice." She watches Juliana and can't help but giggle, and, doing her best in the First Tongue says to her, "It is a wonderful machine spirit you have little dear, could you tell me how it works?"
"Really?" Dio questions, his arms falling back to his sides. "I can keep yer pillow?" A single finger makes a wiping motion underneath an eye as he emits clearly faked crying noises for a good laugh. "Thank ya lassie! No one 'as ever given me anythin' like that before..." With a chuckle, he walks backwards away from the fence and listens to the others, putting an arm over Mirana once more. "I think you've been doin' great, lass. Haven't been with ya much, but I feel yer a good person right 'ere," he says, pointing towards the vixen's heart.
Lottie scratches a few notes out, amends them and continues her writing, adding a few markings to the picture almost at random. "I never suggested hiding it, I was just curious if it was your choice or hers to make them bigger than my head. It's purely analytical, especially since I'm fairly sure I'd be a horrid mother if I even had an excuse and a shot at it. Sorry." Her ears flick and she glances from the top of her book to Dio and asks, "She gave you a pillow...?"
"What, this?" asks Juliana, lifting up the card that dangles on her neck, "Uh, it's kinda complicated, but you take pressed UNKNOWN and you UNKNOWN it until it's sealed with a bunch of UNKNOWN inside in the right pattern. You use some electricity with a UNKNOWN to hold it and there you go, uh, it gets a lot more complicated than that, but that's the basics." she says, looking proud of her know-how.
Shaila pinches a cheek, "Such a smart child. But you are not a spirit... I do not think you can do what I did. I will try to show you anyway." She leans in and whispers in the child's ear a moment, who nods, listening. When finished, she looks up at Mirana, "You are doing good things. follow your heart, and help others to learn the strength and goodness of their own, and it will work out." she says, placing a furry hand over her own bosom. "Being a good parent is normal. You can do it, if you wish it."
Amelia peers up at Shaila. "If I may ask, how does one contact you without finding a person to summon you? There is much I would wish to ask you, sometime, if you would humour me." She looks back towars Juliana. "You know a surprising amount about it. Impressive as always. I see that Creator children are well educated."
Mirana looks to Dio, and a tear falls from her eyes, "Thank you sweetie, I need to hear that." She says and nods back to Amelia, "Well.. it wasn't my idea at the time, but... I like the results, I... I have so many reminders of the gifts given to me." she says and smiles wide. Looking to Lottie, and laughing, "Yes.. but I'll let Dio tell of the pillow..." she can't hold her laughing, till Amelia speaks, "Oh? Umm, well, you could always request an audiance with me, I'm not in the habit of turning people down, and Shailia I'm sure would be willing to see anyone new." She listens intently to Julie and, does her best to make out the process, but a few things slip her grasp. She gives a nod and resolves, when she has time, to ask her parents as well, if they would humor her.
Lottie watches the creator child and tries to write down... something, preferably a phonetic of the words spoken. She'll harass her sister about them later. She looks from the spirit to Mirana, then asks, "Does the transformation into uh, your avatar? Your, what's the word. Does that feel like anything or is it just poof? I assume you don't just let a researcher experience it out of curiosity? Not that I'm asking since that's probably quite rude." Her eyebrow creeps up and she murmurs, "I'd find it hard to ignore gifts if I couldn't see my feet without sitting down, all things considered." she continues a bit more audibly, "I'm not saying I couldn't be a mother. I just doubt I'd be one that would be needed at this point in time. I'd try of course, but, there it is."
Dio listens to the spirit and creator-cub speak, scratching his head and having a very hard time understanding what they were talking about, if even at all. "That's uhh... Hmm..." he murmurs, shrugging and simply passing the conversation off before giving Mirana one last pat on the back. "No problem, lassie. I'm glad to have met ya! Certainly an interestin' bunch in this town." The lion looks towards Ameliea, smiling as he recounts the story when he first met the spirit. "That's right, lassie. This spirit gave me a pillow with 'er good will. I've been sleepin' soundly ever since then. Truly, the most comfortable pillow I ever rested my mane upon."
Shaila looks at Lottie with some confusion, "You must walk the path, or not walk it. There is little to know by just gazing down it from the start." She sets Juliana down carefully, "If you, little one, learn the trick I have told you, you will be more special than even I had figured, and I will be very proud."
Juliana's looking a little.. dizzy... but she nods at the blue furred Shaila, mumbling something about trying.
Amelia strokes her chin as she looks at Mirana. "Mayhaps we can discuss this, sometime, then. Not now. I think that, for now, there are more pressing things to tend to." She pushes up her glasses again and turns back towards Juli and the spirit. "Leave it to a Creator to figure out, I'm sure."
Mirana gives a giggle and rubs her belly a moment, "Oh, I was long on my way to loosing sight of my paws before I meet Shaila. But I see your point." She looks over to Amelia, "When you are ready, most times you can find me either in the inn, or out in the high courts." she reaches down and opens up her leg pouch, taking out a very small flute, "I so love to give proformances there, maybe you'd like to come hear sometime?" She laughs again, and smiles at Julie. "Don't try too hard sweetie, it wouldn't do to hurt yourself!" Finally, "Lady Blackback, I'm sure if you choose, you could walk the path well yourself, but Shaila's path isn't for everyone, there are other paths to fallow, like her brother, Kendrac." She hugs on Dio a moment again, "You are a sweet thing, you know that?"
Lottie sighs and taps the book a few times. "See, curiosity only goes so far. On the one side, I'm curious to try it to document on it. On the other side of things, I don't know if there are any downsides to it all. Among other.. issues. She shrugs and continues, "I sort of would prefer to work across all of them, but I highly doubt that's an option." She shrugs, fishes around for a coin and asks, "Someone call it?" Though she suddenly asks, "So it's a real pillow. What's it made with?"
Juliana moves towards the vessel, dizzy and head full of inscrutable knowledge that she is attempting to digest, leaving the beings with their spirit. The spirit, Shaila, smiles at Lottie, moving up to her, "I do not ask much from those who walk my path, only that they remain kind, and do not tolerate the unliving. Watch over those who have children, and children themselves. Why would you not wish to do these things anyway?" she asks, reaching out for Lottie. If not stopped, Lottie gets a rather soft hug.
"Oh, is it possible we'll be receiving more dedicants of the pillow spirit," Dio murmurs, imitating, Amelia's chin stroking movement and hunching his back. "Oh, you do performances las- Ack!" A grunt flows out of the lion's muzzle, surprised by the sudden hug against his body. "Thank ya lass. Yer the first person to say that to me," he smiles, looking quite genuine and rather happy before looking back at Lottie. "Not sure 'bout the material. Seem like a normal pillow, but it sure is comfortable..." He watches the spirit approach Lottie, wondering how she'll react to the hug looking motion.
Amelia flashes a smile to Mirana. "I may come hear you play, then. It is always nice to share company with another priestess, hmm? So I'm sure you'll see me around." She waves Jualiana off, as she returns to the ship.
Having heard rumors about Juliana, but not having had time to come himself until now, Ictus arrives at the Creator Ship. He blinks at Shaila and smiles as he approches to bow, "Greetings." he smiles before looking to the others, "Hey Dio, Amelia... Hmm, Lottie was it?" he smiles at each of them before giving Mira a quick hug, "Dearest." he looks around for Juliana and frowns as she isn't in sight, "Ah, must've missed her..."
Mirana looks to Juliana as she departs, "So long dear one, if you could, tell your mother and father I'd like to sit down and talk with them!" She calls to them before regarding Lottie, "Oh, as for the feelings... they were... warm, soothing. A.. bit of pressure... I.. was ..." and she leans over to whisper blushing, "Ahem." then she is assulted by a hug! She yips out slightly with joy and hugs back, "Darling! Yes, you just missed her."
"Ah, if it isn't the other fox-kit of Sola-vacious Manor," Dio says, waving as Ictus approaches and giving the two room to hug. "Nice to see ya again." He tucks a few times at his coat and smooths it out with his hands before looking back at the city. "Well, looks like the fun's done over 'ere," he says as he begins walking off. "Until we meet again. I'm headin' off fer a bit of food. I'm thinkin' pork 'n' bread. And lassie," he pauses, looking back towards Mirana. "I'd love to hear one of yer performances at the inn one day if ya don't mind." Waving towards the group one more time, he walks off the scene with hands tucked away within his pockets.
Lottie doesn't really seem to notice she's being hugged up until she finds herself in the hug. She really is pretty easily absorbed in her work. The book is pressed up against her and she acks, trying to pull the book away before the ink is smudged. As a bit of a distraction, she calls over her shoulder, "Yes, Lottie works. Title is fine too." She looks to the spirit and says, "Uh.. what's the price?"
The blue furred spirit seems confused, "I said. I do not want much. I just want parents to be safe and well cared for, for children to be safe and cared for. Everyone should have a good start, so they may be what they should be," she explains, squeezing lottie in light presses, all snuggled up warmly.
Amelia scratches her chin. "Well, that sounds like a fair price, to me. I try to help others, anyway, as all should, if you ask me. I don't really have much interest in bearing young at this time, though."
Ictus hmms? at Mira and nods at that, 'I see." he smiles as she returns the hug though and chuckles at Dio, "Yep." he peers at the lion curiously as he moves on and shrugs, "Ah well..." he looks to Lottie and blinks at that, "Ah, a Blackback then?" he smiles as he nods to Shaila as she speaks, "Sounds fair." he smiles before looking to Lottie as she chooses
Mirana continues to hug her soon to be life bonded and sighs, "It is that simple, and it feels... wonderful. I.. used to so angry and ... confused, I got some clearity from Shaila. I.. still have my doubts, but, I can see that path clearly now." she finishes, then waves to Dio before continuing to hug. "Amelia, you don't need to decide now, but the only down sides are doing something good." She says before looking back to Ictus, "About that ring, gold, silver, creator steel?" she asks and giggles.
Lottie sighs and after a bit of thought, says, "It's permanent then?" She flicks her ears and murmurs, "Please not too big if I do say yes, I like these clothes."
Shaila cants her head, "My blessings? Until you chose to step away from the path..." she murmurs, sounding sad at the idea, "But you will not do that, I hope." She wraps her arms around Lottie and starts to rub her belly softly, warmth flowing, "I bid you to keep people safe. Allow me into you, and I will warm you. I will protect your child as my own, for it will be. You will serve me, but my needs are simple and kind. Oppose my lost kin and his foul undeath, shelter the young and those who take on the mantle of parent. Open your heart to family and be fruitful. Do you accept this?"
Ictus nods to Mira and smiles, "Yes, though my pact is different." he hmms? at Mira and ponders that, "Hmm, gold sounds good... What do you think?" he smiles at Mirana before he watches the pacting curiously
Lottie watches the spirit quietly and says, "I study the undead, destroying is a secondary effect since they try to eat me usually so I'm fine there. Never could find out how to make them stop ticking or bury themselves again anyway. I already sort of do those things, it's a part of being a noble, even if I do my best to shirk the mantle and help from anonymity." She sighs and suddenly looks up and asks, "Is there a way I could converse with others and ask at a later time or does it have to be now? If so I'll try it if not.. well, I'll sort it out then!" Yes, but no, but yes!
Amelia looks down at herself, the corners of her muzzle quirking in a strange way. "Physical changes are something I could get over easily enough. The benefit outweighs any problems, I believe. The terms sound reasonable. I would accept, unless this is a one-on-one thing."
Shaila looks uncertain, and reaches to tap Lottie on the nose with a tail, "Yes, or no?" she asks, "You must set a foot firmly on the path." An ear swivels and she looks towards Amelia, surprised, "Oh, two? I thought my brother would attract more, not I..." she demures, flustered, pleased, smiling a bit as she waves Amelia closer, "You are mine, I am yours. When you call me, I will come. When I call you, you will come." she says, accepting Amelia's offer to walk her path.
Mirana smiles up to Ictus and nods, "Gold it is dearling, I love you.." she says nussling deepering into the hug. She looks excitedly over as Amelia accepts and Lottie continues to debate with it. She giggles excitedly as Shaila speaks words she once spoke to her, and looks a bit shooked when Amelia's form stays the same? She nods though, and looks over to Lottie.
Lottie wrinkles her nose at the tap and says, "You know what, why not. I can keep wearing these clothes right? Uh, I'm bad at this, I'm better as an observer. There's no one you know lik- just... just do it, your terms aren't going to hurt me and if I don't end up too big it's fine I think."
Ictus chuckles at Lottie and nods in agreement, "The undead are difficult to put down, I admit." he blinks in surprise at Amelia and smiles as she accepts the pact before nodding to his beloved as he nuzzles back, "I love you too." he watches the pacting more, as he had missed Mira making her pact
Amelia glances down at herself again and sighs. "I do not care how you change me. I will still find a way to be presentable. I always do. And I do not know much about your brother, but I am a helper. I help people. You sound like my kind of... Thing."
Mirana smiles all the wider, giddy with excitement, "Two new Children of Shaila, Ictus.. this is.. oh.." she just nussles in a bit tighter. "Watch now Darling, I hope it doesn't take too much out of Shaila though." she says, "You won't regret it Lady Blackback, but don't be surprised if your... views change just a bit." she says smiling.
With both agreeing, and close, Shaila moves to wrap up both in her many tails, wending around arms and across chests and bellies. The warmth resumes, growing intense rapidly as the spirit invests her energy into these two willing vessels, "You are mine..." she says, repeating the oath one more time as the spiritual power surges, filling them with the raw essence of Shaila. Hips and chest swell, perhaps not as grandly as it could have, as Shaila holds herself back. Strange internal shifts are felt with tingling spreading as both become ideal mothers in ways no being could know. The flow strikes the mind like a comforting blanket, warmth and love, easing away the harshness of the world and giving the impression that everyone really could be alright, and will be, if one just focuses on love and protection.
Lottie stumbles back after she feels the weird feeling of warmth and love washing over her. Her ears twitch and she glances down at herself, then checks her clothes, finding them tight, quite so but... not overly so. She smiles, then immediately flips open her book and begins writing a few things out. Well, hopefully she can stay focused enough to document the changes as she finds them! She stops after writing a few words though and says, "Uh, regardless of how it turns out, thank you. It's enlightening. In a few ways really." Well, it's true, intellectual curiosity fulfilled, a brighter world view that's... not that different from her normal world view. The one hidden beneath monotone and scientific work. She keeps shifting, trying to get the clothes to shift as she talks, more comfortable, or resting on her form a bit better, whatever it is that works.
Amelia brushes off her sleeve and adjusts her glasses. "That was it? Well. I guess... That isn't too bad." She looks down at herself. "I must visit a tailor, later, but it seems to hold up for now. Quite a change. Thank you for your time." She tilts her head, eye narrowing, but more in thought and concentration than any kind of anger.
Mirana gives another excited yip, and hugs on Ictus a bit tighter before she lets him go to give her 'sisters' a hug, "Does it make.. a little more sense now swe... Lady Blackback? It just feels so... warm and wonderful, everything can work out." she says, and, if unhindered, wraps them both up in a warm embrase, arms and tails. Then she looks to Shaila, "I know pact'ing with two made your brother very tired Great Mother, but are you alright?" she asks.
Shaila looks between the two, but her breath is short, and her substance, faded. "I am spent. I will leave you two to adjust. If you need me, call to me, think of my presence..." She starts to fade, but then pauses, "This is such a strange day, two at once. I almost forgot." She reaches for both wrists, one from either, trying to draw them together. A brief flash of warmth, and an 8 sized ring of pure gold binds them together, though the slightest tug pulls them apart, "You two are bound, as sisters, my children. When you are lost, think of the other, know their love," she whispers, then fades gently away.
Ictus hmms as he nods to Mira as she speaks and smiles as he watches, "Yeah, I hope so too." he watches the changes and chuckles before Mira rushes over to the two new pactees. He walks over to them when Shaila fades and smiles, "Well, I hope you two enjoy the gift."
Lottie looks surprised at the second hug of the day, bouncing her book around before catching it and clinging to it. She blows her breath out and looks the page over, checking for smudges. Looking over her shoulder, she says, "It's warm, nice sure. Doesn't change that I still prefer going by my name, whichever is given use at the time." She yelps in surprise as she's tugged towards Amelia, then looks at the ring curiously, then back to Shaila. Her tail twitches and she says softly, "I.. it's a nice feeling yes, need to go though. I do, it's getting late and my sister, my, actual? My younger sister is expecting me."
Amelia nods slowly and awkwardly returns Mira's hug. "Sisters I've barely met. That will be interesting." She looks towards the ring, then at Lottie. "Yes, stay safe, now."
