I2DT: This Uncommon Clay

by **Miriam Bell** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 12:36 am

Miriam's avatar twists and turns as the shroud blurs the line between fabric and shadows, swirling around the box and seeping into the cracks opened by Sam.

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 12:47 am

"Don't be long. I can feel it's... rather eager."

by **Will Stanton** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 1:53 am

It was quite more than that.

A burst of red energy shot out of the box--roughly at the same point Miriam went in. It swirled up to the sky, creating an impressively twirling vortex with winds, as the red spread across the previously blank space.

In the distance, a forest started to appear. At least, presumably it was a forest. The fluffy trees were not the most intimidating things in the known universe.

The red energy also spiraled into SavageWill, who smiled as he glowed. He also sank into the clay a bit, as he became tangible.

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 2:26 am

"We may have to amend this box to the Pandora variety," she says, uncertain if Miriam can still hear her.

by **Will Stanton** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 2:39 am

"Why would you say that, Badb?" SavageWill said, walking over. "Isn't it wonderful? Can't you hear the voices in the forest? It was so dead before.":

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 2:59 am

"I'd say that because opening it seems to be rather one-way, aye?"

by **Will Stanton** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 3:05 am

"Do you normally keep the wrapping once you're done opening your presents? Besides, the other two locks are still on the box."

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 3:10 am

"Hardly matters, I suppose. She's still in there and there's no indication she can hear."

by **Will Stanton** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 3:13 am

"She shouldn't be poking her nose where she doesn't belong," SavageWill snorted.

"She should not be harmed, Lady Badb," X-Will said. "I swear to it."

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 3:25 am

"She shouldn't have doubted me anyway..."

by **Will Stanton** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 3:26 am

"If anything, maybe she'll come out more humble than when she went in, aye?"

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 3:33 am

"Probably expects me to wait here for her like a puppy."

by **Will Stanton** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 3:35 am

"So, this universe's Morrigan isn't as tame as she lets on, is she?" he grinned. "I like that."

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 4:18 am

"Work in progress. She only managed to rouse me quite recently."

by **Will Stanton** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 4:20 am

"Well, it's...good to see you. It's been a...long time.

Do you know me?"

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 4:21 am

"Not as such. You seem interesting, at the least."

by **Will Stanton** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 4:24 am

"There was a time when I was proud to bear the mark of the Warrior of the Morrigan."

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 4:31 am

"Then it's rather curious that I don't recall you, if you were one of mine..."

by **Will Stanton** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 4:37 am

"As I said, it was a long time ago. And it wasn't really here, now was it?

We come from a different place. A different time. A different you. We knew you for many years. You helped shape us into the person we once were.

That's what you do, though, isn't it? You run people through the ringer, hold them to the fire and spin them, and, if they have the mettle, transform them into something more...palatable. Through your power are warriors forged."

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 4:47 am

"They change themselves, if they've got it in them. A crucible can't refine what isn't there."

by **Will Stanton** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 4:54 am

The Warrior nodded. "But without the forge, we stay inert. Lumps of metal.

Or clay, in our case.

You took us in, aimless and feckless. You helped develop the skills you saw fit, and helps us discard what was unnecessary and unwanted. You never asked for anything but our respect in return.

"All of you," X-Wil clarified. "I am the General of the Morrigan."

"And I'm the Adviser of the Morrigan. Different strokes, different folks, right? Sometimes you need a weapon, and sometimes you need a shoulder to rest on. We're very flexible, as I'm sure you can see."

"Together, we were proud to be the Morrigan's Champion. And, when necessary, more than that,"

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 5:21 am

"So you probably want me to dredge up the other two..."

She leaves it ambiguous as to which other two.

by **Will Stanton** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 6:01 am

"As always, that decision is not for us to make. We put our faith in you."

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Oct 28, 2015 6:20 pm

"Nice to see at least someone does."

by **Will Stanton** » Thu Oct 29, 2015 7:31 pm

"Someone not showing the proper amount of deference?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Oct 29, 2015 7:47 pm

"Faith isn't what it once was, in this time."

by **Will Stanton** » Thu Oct 29, 2015 7:58 pm

"Faith is what you make of it. You aren't the same as we knew, so many eons ago."

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Oct 29, 2015 8:19 pm

"She just thinks I'm a wild hair up her arse. Work in progress, you must understand."

by **Will Stanton** » Thu Oct 29, 2015 8:21 pm

"Well, she's right.

You WERE always the wild one.

Maybe we shouldn't be quite so quick to unleash the others, no?"

"Woah, now hold on a minute..."

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Oct 29, 2015 9:47 pm

"Well, little miss unbeliever down in there is apparently a big advocate of balance..."

by **Will Stanton** » Thu Oct 29, 2015 9:49 pm

"Balance sounds like a....polite way of saying being boring, to me," he grinned, ferally .

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Oct 29, 2015 10:01 pm

"At the very least, balance serves to... limit our sort."

by **Will Stanton** » Thu Oct 29, 2015 10:02 pm

"Balance always seems to go against the beating of your heart. It's board room meetings and committees and focus groups. There's no soul."

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Oct 29, 2015 10:25 pm

"You wouldn't believe how long I had to wait to stretch my legs."

"Though, perhaps you would."

by **Will Stanton** » Thu Oct 29, 2015 10:38 pm

"We all have boxes. Some are more necessary than others."

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Oct 29, 2015 11:29 pm

"I think the time for containment is past, aye?"

by **Will Stanton** » Thu Oct 29, 2015 11:32 pm

"Aye," he grinned.

by **Samantha McManus** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 12:45 am

"And if Miss Bell wants to get fussy about that, she'll just have to live with it."

by **Will Stanton** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 1:26 am

"I'm sure she's taking her medicine," the Warrior grinned.

by **Miriam Bell** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 1:52 am

There's a strange squelching sound, followed by a chunk of clay being blown upwards by an a flickering light and scattered about the landscape. Inside the whole Miriam's avatar is desperately trying to claw her way out of the sinkhole, finally managing to pull herself out and onto an undisturbed patch of clay where she lies on her back for a moment, weakly wiping bits off clay off her masks.

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