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Madison Scott-Clary 2021-11-12 13:30:04 -08:00
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@ -54,7 +54,7 @@ Douglas looked around. The walls offered little but more gray and a faint grid o
"More or less," ey said. "I didn't dress as well. And I was skinnier, too. I guess this is how I saw myself after a while, though."
Douglass looked em up and down. "You can gain weight, here?"
Douglas looked em up and down. "You can gain weight, here?"
"No, no. Or, sort of. Just that as your image of yourself changes, when you fork, those changes have a tendency to show up." Ey grinned wryly. "You'll see with May. She's far more adept than anyone I've met, except perhaps her cocladist, Dear, at shaping how she looks when she forks."
@ -64,7 +64,7 @@ Douglass looked em up and down. "You can gain weight, here?"
"Uh, I guess so," he said.
They stood in silence for a while, once Douglas had learned the ins and outs of forking and quitting. His mind was churning --- so much new information! --- while Ioan waited patiently. There was so much to take in all at once, he could easily see how one could get overwhelmed.
They stood in silence for a while, once Douglas had learned the ins and outs of forking and quitting. His mind was churning --- so much new information --- while Ioan waited patiently. There was so much to take in all at once, he could easily see how one could get overwhelmed.
"Alright," he said. "What's the plan from here?"
@ -76,7 +76,7 @@ Ioan straightened up. "Well, let's go somewhere less dreary. I want you use that
He nodded, deciding this time to try keeping his eyes open. As he breathed the intention, he was, without transition, standing in a sprawling field. Green grass speckled with dandelions as far as he could see in every direction, all lit by a salmon-colored sunset.
A memory tugged itself loose, something May Then My Name had said, a story she had told months ago, and he quickly bent down to pluck at one of the flowers. "Ioan," he said shakily. "Is this...I mean..."
A memory tugged itself loose, something May Then My Name had said, a story she had told months ago, and he quickly bent down to pluck one of the flowers. "Ioan," he said shakily. "Is this...I mean..."
"Michelle's old sim, yes. I wanted the first place you saw to be one that was important to you. I hope that's okay." Ey paused a moment, then said, "If it's alright, can I ask how you feel about that?"