by Melpomene » Fri May 06, 2016 5:22 am
The walls of the car shook and shaked, twisting in an on itself and reforming...
...into a posh apartment, with a wonderful view overlooking London. Melpomene stood watching, amused, as a tiny version of Will danced for her on a coffee table.
The first thing she had done, of course, was to take it's name. It knew that whatever Mel was calling it--'precious', 'fido', 'sparky'--wasn't it's real name, but Mel had taken the knowledge of what it should be called away first.
The second thing she had done was remove it's concept of a door or a window. It could see Mel and her friends enter and leave the apartment, and it knew that these apartments had entrances and exits, but it couldn't piece together the steps it took to actually leave one. A cage without locks or bars is still a cage if you don't understand how to leave.
The third thing she had done was to take away it's shifting--a mental block between it and control over it's own body. It's shape and content was Mel's to shape, a master craftswoman at work.