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 Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 8:28 pm
*Kero smiles*
I don't know what you'd be to her, Shia...but I do know what the two of you need to do. I have to go deep now. The two of you must stay here, and together.
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 8:35 pm
Shia waits until he's gone then grins at Ari. "Good... he's not here. I'd rather do this my way anyway. So You are Argeeis. I am very glad to finally meet you."
Ari frowns and backs away, keeping her distance. "Who are you? How did you get in here?"
Shia materializes a couple of chairs and a side table with a pot of tea and cookies. "Aren't you hungry?" she asks pouring them each a cup of tea.
"How did you know that?" demands Ari worriedly.
"Like I said I'm you... seriously... sit down. You are making me nervous hovering about like that. I won't bite you know."
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 8:40 pm
*As they slowly come together, Kero reaches down into the subconscious, gathering the two sets of memories together, and begins integrating, slowly stitching them together, always careful of the patterns he weaves*
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 8:52 pm
Slowly Shia coaxes Ari into the chair and convinces her that they really are one and the same person.
"I'm older than you, but only a little... see... it happens sometimes... a person's life is cut short... for whatever reason but there remains something they were supposed to do... they can't move on... they get caught in the weave of life and become attached to another thread. It's not really possession. I am not out to take you over... I can't... I've actually been here from the start... but there was a wall between us..."
"What happened to it?" asks Ari, her hand unconsciously creeping toward the plate of cookies. Her eyes when she bites into one light up. These taste just like Granmama's!"
"They should... she's the one who taught me to make them..." laughs Shia with a grin.
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 8:58 pm
*Kero continues to weave, listening, and stitching, and listening, aware, but not aware*
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 9:03 pm
"We're kin.... sort of..." says Shia softly shaking her head. "And I knew your mama and granmama... maybe that is why our threads became entangled. I really don't know. But it did and so here I am... a voice in your head. Not exactly alive... not really dead..."
"That's awful..." moans Ari in sympathy.
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 9:05 pm
*Kero looks up, and suddenly, there are thirteen Kerobians there, each weaving, save for a humanoid who walks over*
Long time no see, Shia. How have you been?
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 9:18 pm
Shia looks up and smiles. "Still meddling, I see." she replies shaking her head.
She turns to Ari and shrugs. "Don't worry about me, Ari. I'll be fine. I've actually lived a long long time... far longer than you... far longer than most people. So now we come to the crux of the problem. I'm free now... the wall is down. When you poured all that power through your channels, you kind of evaporated it. Before I was sort of sleeping, not really awake, not really dreaming. We may have shared some memories, but not many and you most likely thought they were fantasies."
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 9:19 pm
*Kero nods, extending a paw to Ari*
I am Kerobian XII, also known as Raniktis, Rani for short. It is a pleasure to meet you in person, Argeeis.
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 9:25 pm
"I'm confused...." stammers Ari slowly taking the paw. "Where's my brother?"
Shia sighs. "Show off... why explain anything before hand, when ye can shock the heck out of people with a visiual... ye haven't changed... not one tiny bit."
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 9:32 pm
*Kero laughs*
Why would I? We have changed very little in the past thirteen million years, Shia. If you want us to change, you must be patient. And your brother is over there with the others. He is the youngest of us, just as Luciel is the oldest.
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 9:35 pm
Shia sighs. "This fellow is to your brother as I am to you... sort of..." she explains spreading her hands.
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 9:41 pm
*Kero nods*
Exactly, as are we all. That is the secret to our long life. We become a new creature guided by the old ones every million years.
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 9:51 pm
Ari stares at him. "That... that's not going to happen to me is it... I... I..."
"Relax..." says Shia gently. "That's why I said sort of... he's a rider like me... but how he got there is different. And not all rider are benign. Some are downright dangerous. But enough of that. I won't hurt you... period. I can't even make you do anything you don't want to do... some riders can. All I can do is talk yer ear off and listen."
Ari giggles. "Ye sound like my sister."
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 10:04 pm
*Kero smiles, and the thirteen of them rejoin, and finish weaving*
There..now we simply have to let the stitches set in while we eat, and practice meditation.
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