*Uh, just while we continue/finish off this long rest...*
As Moon sits there in a trance, with Yadz sleeping on her shoulder, a change begins to happen. The ground below her used to be chilled, tiny mounts of frost creeping along the grain of the wooden floor. But now, it seems to melt. The chilly humid air around Moon dissipates and becomes fresh and breeze-kissed. The faintest perfume of lilacs bloom around her as her skin warms up, from the wintry blue hue it used to be, to a shade of brown that looks more like the sandy brown of a fawn's spring coat. Her eyes no longer reflect with the color of an impersonal January moon, but darkens to the color of freshly-watered garden soil. Her hair is no longer white either. Cut into a bob still, it changes from a snowy white to the color of the underside of a leaf in the sunlight, a dark green hue. These changes happen over the course of around four hours, gradually changing so that even people who were in the same room barely noticed anything until well into the changing of the seasons.
Once she finishes meditating, she gets up, being careful not to wake Yadz up, and grabs the rope, net, and stuffs it in her bag. If there's a torch, or five, she'll grab those too. Sitting back down next to Yadz, she'll sit there humming what she can remember of Yadz's song quietly until someone either talks to her, or it's time for everyone to get up and continue on.
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Darold the Mud Dauber says: _ _ it's still spooky season | )/ ) \\ |//,' it's always spooky season (")(_)---"()=--(\\ \)
Slowly, Yadz starts to stir, waking to Moon's soft humming. He smiles, humming along. After staring at her for a moment he notices the changes. "Moon, you look different. Warmer."
Slowly, Yadz starts to stir, waking to Moon's soft humming. He smiles, humming along. After staring at her for a moment he notices the changes. "Moon, you look different. Warmer."
*i try, ty :)*
She smiles. "I changed! I was getting too cold. I'm spring now."
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Darold the Mud Dauber says: _ _ it's still spooky season | )/ ) \\ |//,' it's always spooky season (")(_)---"()=--(\\ \)
"Morning Yadz" says Ash, seemingly in a much darker mood compared to Moon
"Morning. What's up?" His voice is much quieter than usual, but he still seems very cheerful, especially for someone who was near death only hours before.
Slowly, Yadz starts to stir, waking to Moon's soft humming. He smiles, humming along. After staring at her for a moment he notices the changes. "Moon, you look different. Warmer."
*i try, ty :)*
She smiles. "I changed! I was getting too cold. I'm spring now."
"Spring suits you. I wish I could change like that, it's awesome!"
"Morning Yadz" says Ash, seemingly in a much darker mood compared to Moon
"Morning. What's up?" His voice is much quieter than usual, but he still seems very cheerful, especially for someone who was near death only hours before.
"I'm so sorry about what happened to you. I just..." she stops
His expression immediately shifts to one of concern. "Ash, you have nothing to be sorry for."
"I want to believe that, but for some reason, I can't"
"Well I'm telling you, and you have to believe me. It's the rules."
she doesn't seem to find that funny, and normally she would "I guess"
He sits up and puts a hand on her knee. "Ash, look at me. I'm ok. We're all ok. You didn't do anything wrong, in fact without you I'd probably be dead. So thank you." All his eyes are fixed on her, trying to convey his thankfulness.
*Uh, just while we continue/finish off this long rest...*
As Moon sits there in a trance, with Yadz sleeping on her shoulder, a change begins to happen. The ground below her used to be chilled, tiny mounts of frost creeping along the grain of the wooden floor. But now, it seems to melt. The chilly humid air around Moon dissipates and becomes fresh and breeze-kissed. The faintest perfume of lilacs bloom around her as her skin warms up, from the wintry blue hue it used to be, to a shade of brown that looks more like the sandy brown of a fawn's spring coat. Her eyes no longer reflect with the color of an impersonal January moon, but darkens to the color of freshly-watered garden soil. Her hair is no longer white either. Cut into a bob still, it changes from a snowy white to the color of the underside of a leaf in the sunlight, a dark green hue. These changes happen over the course of around four hours, gradually changing so that even people who were in the same room barely noticed anything until well into the changing of the seasons.
Once she finishes meditating, she gets up, being careful not to wake Yadz up, and grabs the rope, net, and stuffs it in her bag. If there's a torch, or five, she'll grab those too. Sitting back down next to Yadz, she'll sit there humming what she can remember of Yadz's song quietly until someone either talks to her, or it's time for everyone to get up and continue on.
"Good. Are you feeling any better Ash?"
*dude that was EPIC*
Slowly, Yadz starts to stir, waking to Moon's soft humming. He smiles, humming along. After staring at her for a moment he notices the changes. "Moon, you look different. Warmer."
"Don't feel guilty, nothing is your fault. If you don't know if you did something wrong, why do you feel like that?"
*i try, ty :)*
She smiles. "I changed! I was getting too cold. I'm spring now."
"I'm sorry. Do you want a hug?"
"Morning. What's up?" His voice is much quieter than usual, but he still seems very cheerful, especially for someone who was near death only hours before.
"Spring suits you. I wish I could change like that, it's awesome!"
His expression immediately shifts to one of concern. "Ash, you have nothing to be sorry for."
"Well I'm telling you, and you have to believe me. It's the rules."
He sits up and puts a hand on her knee. "Ash, look at me. I'm ok. We're all ok. You didn't do anything wrong, in fact without you I'd probably be dead. So thank you." All his eyes are fixed on her, trying to convey his thankfulness.