On the prowl (Ithea)

[Merc]

Ithea takes a deep breath, and nods with certainty, stepping forward, closer to Sharess. She trusts in Sharess.

[Anastasia]

It's like falling asleep. Ithea finds her vision dimming and darkening, lethargy as she advances. She has the dimmest image of falling forward, being caught in a pair of strong arms. Someone is saying something, but it's just too far away.

Mmmm.

Mmmmmmmm.

Ithea's eyes blink open.

The world is there, and yet it seems more, somehow. You're lying in a comfortable, four poster bed, a canopy blocking the rest of the world out. Your vision seems slightly sharper, clearer. As you lie there, you find yourself marveling. Little aches and pains are gone, the legacy of a hundred battles waged. Despite having just woken up, you have no need to answer nature's call. You are not thirsty nor are you hungry.

You just feel...more, somehow. Like you're at the absolute peak of your game, fully rested and ready to go.

Changes will be discussed shortly.

[Merc]

Alrighty.

[Merc]

[13:30] <Infinite_Ko_Loop> Going for more than  a single wor dpost, Ithea? >_>
[13:31] <Merc> I interpreted your ooc to say 'wait for changes'. I can react though!

Ithea gets out of the bed and looks around, trying to figure out where she is right now first before considering what changes she's probably undergone.

[Anastasia]

Her body seems the same as she gets out. She's wearing simple white underclothes, nothing fancy there, albeit comfortable. Going out, you find yourself in a large bedroom. Your gear is stacked up in a corner and a single white cat sleeps besides it. One that stirs as you come on out, stretching and yawning. "Mmmr," he says, "Oh, you're awake. Great Cat Mother, she's awake!" he calls.

[Merc]

"Hello," Ithea greets the cat.

[Anastasia]

"Hi," The cat says, voice full of energy and peppy. "The Great Cat Mother wanted me to tell her when you woke up. But in the meantime she has a message for you. Ahem." The cat clears his throat - and odd, almost purr-like sound - and says, "The changes were the minimum, as if you had used Medi's machine. I was just talking to Angharradh and she has the most interesting plans for your friend Jaela. If you decide you want more, you can help her with those."

Your type changes to outsider. No other changes, including no new subtypes.

[Merc]

"Ah, okay. Do you know how long I was asleep? And what's your name, out of curiosity?" Ithea asks the white cat. "I'm Ithea, by the way."

[Anastasia]

"Snowy," The cat answers, tail flicking back and forth as he studies Ithea. "You were asleep awhile, I went through four naps before you woke up."

[Merc]

"Ah," Ithea responds. Four naps isn't very helpful, but probably a day or two at most?

"I met a Snowy cat before. Nice to meet another one, I guess, he was rather nice, and you seem that way too," she says to him with a smile.

[Anastasia]

Snowy starts to respond, but stops and his eyes widen, "The Great Cat Mother's coming!" he yelps, looking all about.

[Merc]

Ithea blinks at that and stretches out her senses, trying to sense Sharess as well. A small part of her is just a tad annoyed that the small cat sensed her before she did, and she at least wants to find her before Snowy does. It's a competition!

[Anastasia]

You don't sense anything. Instead, a black and white cat hops onto your shoulder, perching there with perfect balance. "Feel better?" she asks.

For the record, Sharess sent a simple telepathic message she was stopping in to Snowy. The only things he senses is prey and naps, usually.

[Merc]

Ithea can still be jealous!

"Ah, yes," she says, just slightly startled, but not enough to knock the cat off her shoulder. "Some of the usual aches and such are just gone, I just feel...better, for lack of a better word. But not really changed otherwise. If there's any difference besides that, I'm not really aware of it."

[Anastasia]

"Unless you truly believe you need to ache and hurt, a spiritual body won't barring outside interference," Sharess explains, "Otherwise you're the same. I didn't even forge a connection to good or chaos within you."

Snowy watches, "Great Cat Mother! Great Cat Mother!" The feline runs around Ithea's legs, like a little furry bolt.