Tahri (genepunk) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2013-03-26 18:36:00 |
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Entry tags: | !open, ~micha delmare |
Who: Micha and Rena
Where: The beach
What: Trying to keep calm
When: Late afternoon of 26 March
Rating: Med-High due to Nekkidness, other than that TBD
Open: Yes please!
Status: Complete
Micha sat upright a few feet into surf, half in and half out of the water. The spray of the waves felt good against her sensitive skin and kept her from drying out, an unpleasant sensation she'd already felt soon after the initial transformation. Her Jedi robes were spread out to dry further up the beach, but Micha doubted she would be wearing them again anytime soon unless she changed back. The fabric felt much too coarse for her now and irritated the skin.
She couldn't explain why she'd even come down to the beach that day, other than it seemed a good place to meditate. Once arriving she'd continued on into the water as if mesmerized until she was waist deep, and then her legs had changed to this tail she now sported. It still terrified her, if she was being honest with herself, and releasing her emotions into the Force was proving difficult.
If that weren't enough, instead of announcing her plight to her fellow Jedi only she'd done it to everyone! Had she truly annoyed the Spire and its master that much for them to do this to her? Or was it simply a random act of a strange island? There was no way to know.
What was she going to do?