From VIBBERTGM@HIRAMB.HIRAM.EDU Wed May 3 12:26:58 1995 Return-Path: Received: from hiramb.hiram.edu by mail4.netcom.com (8.6.12/Netcom) id MAA01394; Wed, 3 May 1995 12:26:29 -0700 From: VIBBERTGM@HIRAMB.HIRAM.EDU Received: from HIRAMB.HIRAM.EDU by HIRAMB.HIRAM.EDU (PMDF V4.3-7 #9989) id <01HQ2GBINKCW99DOGU@HIRAMB.HIRAM.EDU>; Wed, 3 May 1995 13:33:41 EST Date: Wed, 03 May 1995 13:33:41 -0500 (EST) Subject: IC only Door Awakening log To: imp@cyberspace.org, dewshine@netcom.com Message-id: <01HQ2GBIOWKY99DOGU@HIRAMB.HIRAM.EDU> X-VMS-To: IN%"imp@cyberspace.org" IN%"dewshine@netcom.com" VIBBERTGM MIME-version: 1.0 Content-type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7BIT Status: RO Long Ago, in a mountain far, far away... there where two conspirators: Neela has arrived from the Southern Hall. Neela has arrived. Reevol has arrived from the Southern Hall. Reevol has arrived. Reevol steps in. His feet falter when he spies Neela. Door is here, staring blankly forward as usual. Neela floats in cautiously. Reevol glances around. "Odd. She was here a few minutes ago..." Neela says "well, she isn't now..." Reevol says "Maybe my words about the last intruders entering through the Aeritook hold." Reevol hmmmfs. Neela says "wll I guess I should begin then?" Door(#79PBXcp) This statuesque maiden sits motionless in her nook above the blank featureless wall. She watches the world impassionately, though a hint of worry, perhaps, stirs behind her blank blue eyes. A fine layer of dust clings stubbornly to the soft grey feathered robe which drapes as smooth as a statue from her shoulders, though someone has been kind enough to dust Door reacently. A soft poof of pale hair, with only a little dust in it, is swept back by the front piece of Door's elaborate headress. Door looked at me. Reevol nods. "As you wish. Need help, or should I keep watch? Blue Mountain Catacombs Door meets door. Four feet above the smooth stone floor, resting in a chair set into the southern wall, Door sleeps. To her left, a dark tunnel is outlined with a rim of berry wine light. Overhead, a broad oval opening permits the gliders entrance to another unknown catacomb. The catacombs network into the mountain from the left, right, above, below, forward and even backward. The air is thick and heavy, not well ventillated at all. To the north is the main hall, reachable through one of the many passages. To the south is the blank wall that will open at a command to Door. Contents: Reevol Neela Neela says "watch for now... hopefully I can do it alone." Reevol says "Right. Let me know if you DO need assistance, brother."" Neela slowly floats up, eye to eye with Door. Reevol leans near the blank wall, keeping an eye on the various exits. Neela places his fingertips on the side of Door's head, closes his eyes, and begins concentrating. Door remains motionless Reevol locksends, to Door: ** (A slight mental contact: not interfering, just "observing") ** You sense in a locksend, Neela's sending is strong and calm, like gentle waves lapping upon the beach, ** Door... you are needed... but no longer need you sit here and open this wall.... Blue Mountain needs you more awake than in this dream ** You locksend to Reevol, Door is there... a quiet presence almost intagible Neela locksends ** You have sat here for too long... you must awaken now... to help your people... ** Neela looks down, "this is going to be harder than I thought... hmm.. I have an idea.." Reevol glances up. "Go on..." You locksend to Neela, Door slowly turns her attention toward you, her mind clothed in the gossamer cobwebs of milenia... she is... confused. You sense in a locksend, Neela sends to you, but before you in your mind you see not the young elf before but the graceful and noble form of Lord Voll, ** Door... It has been long since you took this place... and now I your Lord ask you to come to me now. . ** You locksend to Neela, Door moves forward, toward the image of Voll, trusting... though she is still slightly confused, still awaiting a comand to open or close. Neela locksends ** No, dear friend, I need you to wake up... not to open or close, you are no longer needed to function as Door. ** Reevol glances up at Neela. You locksend to Neela, Door is slightly ashamed as she faces the image of Voll... she has... failed? Neela locksends ** No, dear friend, you have not failed me... nor have you failed the mountain... I need you to repair the mountain it has started to die with time... The walls are cracked and I need you to help me. ** Reevol keeps "scanning" the surrounding tunnels mentally, watching for other Gliders. Neela concentrates more, sweat running down his cheeks. The sound of a small pebble skipping across the ground comes from one of the far off tunnels. Neela locksends ** Now, I give you one more command as Door, awake ** You locksend to Neela, Door glances behind her at memory... all the ages of opening and closing... the sweet tang of her sorrow at being unable to stop intruders... You locksend to Neela, Door is momentarily afraid... she's forgotten what it is like to live... she knows nothing of the waking world! Neela locksends ** It is alright old friend... time it will take to adjust.. I will help you.. I will assist you remember how to live. ** Long distance to Neela: Door reaches tentively toward the image of Voll... wanting to believe... needing to obey her lord... Neela reaches his hands out towards Door, nodding slightly. Zemmil has arrived from the Southern Hall. Zemmil has arrived. Reevol has disconnected. [Damn! someone go beat some sense into Reevol's net, huh?] [Possible IC excuse for Reevol ditching the fun: he heard a noise and went to intercept some hapless glider before they wandered in, said glider managed to detain Reevol for the duration of all the fun. Hey, works for me.] You sense in a locksend, Neela as Lord Voll, nods and reaches his hands out towards yours. Zemmil comes out of a dark corridor, looking about nervously Door shifts slightly in her seat, her face betraying a hint of emotion, an internal struggle Zemmil swoops over You locksend to Neela, Door is afraid Zemmil says "Neela! what are you doing?" Neela locksends ** It is alright Door, I know this is difficult for you... but we need you now awake... ** Door's hand twitches slightly Zemmil touches Neela's shoulder Neela is obvious to everything. Zemmil pushes neela aside. You locksend to Neela, Door reaches her spirit hand toward Voll, still afraid, but knowing her Lord would never ask ill... (at least she thinks she remembers that... ) Neela glares at Zemmil for a second, then quickly reattaches his connection with Door. Zemmil shoves neela again Zemmil locksends ** Tarek. It's me. Zemmel ** Zemmil has left. Neela struggles to maintain his connection to Door, despite the quick tempered actions of Zemmil. You locksend to Neela, Door's spirit hand shakes Neela locksends ** Awake old friend... let me help you ** You sense in a locksend, Neela, as Voll, smiles, ** That is right... come, come to the world of the living... ** You locksend to Neela, Door reaches for Voll's hand Neela locksends ** Come on.. come to me.. I will help you.. I need you to awaken for me.. I need you to help me and the mountain and our people. ** Neela floats a little back from Door. You locksend to Neela, Door reaches, almost grasping Voll's hand in her own. Neela locksends ** Come to me old friend The mountain needs you... I need you ** Door leans forward ever so slightly on her seat Neela nods, ** That's right Door.. awaken... ** Door's hand twitches again... had she the strength it probably would move, she blinks Neela smiles slightly, ** That is it... Door awaken... Blue Mountain needs you now... Blue Mountain needs you as Door no longer... ** Door blinks... her eyes mist over... You locksend ** .... yes... ** to Neela. Neela smiles, ** Come on.. wake up... we need you to awaken. ** Neela locksends ** Door? speak to me... let me hear your voice... ** You locksend ** ... y... yes... lord... ** to Neela. Door blinks, a tear falling on her cheek. Neela brushes the tear from Door's cheek, ** it is alright old friend... I'm here for you ** Neela locksends ** Awaken to the world you left behind to help us... so that you can help us even more. ** Door blinks again... her eyes seeming not quite so far away now... she almost focuses on Neela... but not enough to realize that he is not in fact Voll. Alorn decends from the catacombs above. [note: Milani should be seen entering with Alorn, both were in the room OOC observing and chose this time to make thier entrance, unfortunately Milani had to leave for a short moment.] Neela doesn't notice you. a slight sigh escapes Door's lips as she tries again to move her hand... to reach out... You sense in a locksend, Neela , as Voll, fades and becomes Neela, though the image is kept misty for a second... ** Come old friend... it is time for you to awaken ** Door's brow knits slightly, she turns her head ever so slowly Alorn stops in mid-air, and looks at Neela and Sar. Door looks down at her hand Neela smiles, ** That's right... ** Alorn frowns darkly. ** Neela .. what have you done? ** Neela shakes his head, blinking as he comes out of his self-induced trance, he says in almost a whisper, "high ones...." Door is trying to move her hand... she looks slightly anguished... she cannot move it... how long? Door turns her head again slowly as a mountain moves almost and looks at Neela, actually looks at him. Neela tries to ignore Alorn for but a moment longer, ** It has been long... it will take time to get used to movement again. ** Milani blinks at Door, **Door!** she sends in suprise, then stifles herself. Neela closes his eyes, "no.. not her as well." Milani looks around at the rest of the assembled gliders, **Who did this?** she looks at Neela, **Was it you?** Neela falls to the floor, he looks up, pain wrenching through his body, ** The same that you did, sister ** Door blinks her gaze looking, kind of, toward Milani Alorn lands on the floor by Neela. ** Fool! ** Milani glides directly over to Door, she smiles broadly, Neela and Alorn ignored, **Door!** she reaches out and gently touches Door's hand. [Might be semi-important to note here that Milani and the later entering Rahlina are both old enough to have known Door before her catatonia] Neela says softly, as he is in MUCH pain, "am I for trying to please our Lord?" Alorn sends openly ** You call THAT, ** She looks briefly up at Door, ** pleasing our Lord? ** Door blinks, looking at Milani blankly ** ** Neela looks up at his sister, ** She was upset before she left with taht the outsiders could come in when ever they wish... since the Chosen could not keep a constant watch.. this way there will be no outsiders within ** Milani frowns slightly, she raises Door's hand, bending the fingers, **Door, you really are awake.** Alorn glares down at Neela. ** There will be little more within. She was that way for a reason! ** Neela sends openly ** She was broken... I was only trying to help ** Alorn sends openly ** You have made things worse! ** Door looks at her hand in Milani's **.... ** Neela tries to stand, with little success, ** how? at worse Lord Winnowill can heal Door so that she will not answer the outsiders any longer. ** Door sends openly ** ??? ** Milani smiles wanly at Door. Rhalina has connected. Neela sends openly ** But I thought and still think that Blue Mountain needs her more awake... ** Alorn directs her fury at Neela. ** And now she cannot even do that without first placing Door in her trance again! ** Neela winces, falling back to the ground, remaining silent. Milani turns and looks at Neela, **The only entrance now is through the Aerie, do you think your pathetic skill at gliding will allow you to fly up to Aerie after a long glide from somewhere else?** Door turns her head slightly... hearing the noise and wondering at that Rhalina drifts down from the ceiling where she had been dozing. She regards the scene with a thoughtful eye. Neela offers only to Milani, ** From where.. I do not leave the mountain.. will this not also help prevent so many of our numbers from leaving the mountain, which also displeases our Lord? ** Door blinks *** hh... ? *** Neela grasps his head, screaming. Milani looks back at Door at her send, ignoring Neela again. She squeezes the hand in hers slightly. Door turns her head as quickly as she is capable toward the noise, her face registering suprise and shock ** And _what_.. ** the firestarter questions, ** Is all this about? ** Milani looks at Door, head cocked, she lifts both of her arms, massaging them slightly, **Can you stand?** Door turns to face Milani again, she frowns Rhalina glares at Milani. ** Of course not. Her muscles have wasted away. ** Alorn ignores the rest of you, and continues to glare icily at Neela, sending to him. Neela lays on the floor, holding his head, as he twist in pain. Milani ignores Rhalina, she steps back a bit, raising Door from her chair, blinking a bit at the light even for a glider weight. She glides carefully down to the floor, Door in her arms. Door is momentarily afraid as she is moved. Door sends openly ** ... how... long... ??? ** Milani blinks, unsure herself, **Almost as long as I can remember.** Rhalina sends openly ** Milani. What is the meaning of this .. this treachery? ** Door looks at Milani... almost as if she hadn't heard Zemmil has arrived from the Southern Hall. Zemmil has arrived. Milani raises an eyebrow at Rhalina, **You think _I_ did this thing?** Milani looks to Neela writhing on the grond, **He is the one who did this.** Sar has arrived. Zemmil looked at me. Milani holds Door in her arms, hovering just above the ground, she looks at Alorn. Rhalina shrugs. ** You were the one who brought her down. And if you witnessed this.. this fool ** - here she indicates Neela - ** you should have attempted to stop him. ** Zemmil hovers silently near the ceiling, watching Door as of yet knows no one around her, even those who where alive when she was turned into Door. Rhalina sends openly ** Door voluntarily became who she is. Do you think Lord Voll would ever have forced one against their will? ** Milani turns her eyes on Rhalina, glare dark, **Do not presume to tell me my duty. You were not here, I was not here when this thing was done. You are no one to question me, you are not chosen. I however, am not going to leave her just sitting up there as she is concious. She is a glider.** Door turns toward the 'sound' of Rhalina's send Sar's eyes narrow, and he moves up next to Rhalina, facing the rest. Door is being held up by Milani, they are on teh floor. Neela's own mind, in search of escape finds it. Neela's body despite physical pain, resist his mental as his body goes limp. Rhalina sends openly ** I am, however, your elder, and I recall her taking her place. She should not have been moved - for one who has been in place so long, it is most likely dangerous to attempt to move her. ** Zemmil locksends ** Tarek? ** Sar sends openly ** It is the duty of the Chosen to uphold the will of our Lord. It is hardly her will that Door be disrupted from her duties. ** Alorn looks up at Rhalina, and directs some of the furious sending she's been pounding Neela with at her. ** You think we wanted this to happen?!? ** Rhalina was referring to being Milani's elder. Door slowly turns her eyes from one to another as they send... focusing on the one that is sending to her... Milani shrugs, **If you were one to judge, our Lord would have chosen you.** she looks at Sar, **It is not our Lord's will that one of our own who has not displeased her would suffer to stay upon a chair either.** Door sends openly ** ... where...? ** Milani looks at both Rhalina and Sar, **Now, will either of you be the one to tell Lord Winnowill that a woken glider was forced to remain in a chair while her mind awoke and her body wasted?** Rhalina smirks to Milani. ** Of course it is our Lord's will. Was it not her who _placed_ her in that state? And in anycase, I have never been Chosen because _my_ talents are far too valuable to risk. ** Milani continues, **Would either of you be responsible for her death from lack of nourishment and rest now that she is awake?** Rhalina sends openly ** I imagine it would have been safer to leave her there, perhaps support her where she was, but not to move her. ** Sar snorts. ** She will be given the same nourishment she has been given these last 7000 turns. Do not be a fool, Milani. ** Milani notes she holds Door in her arms in a close to sitting position as she was in before. Zemmil locksends ** tarek, my love? do you remember me? ** Rhalina nods. But you moved her. Milani knows she was just noting for anyone who though she had puther down or something. You locksend to Zemmil, Door is confused... though she finds your sending a little... familiar... Rhalina gets confused. You *did* just pick her up from where she was and move her to the floor? Alorn takes a deep breath, and looks up from Neela. Zemmil locksends ** >comfort< >stability< >love< ** Milani ignores Sar and looks again to Alorn. anyone notice the banished traitor hovering near the celing? :) Zemmil is hiding in teh shadows Alorn glances around, noticing for the first time that the room population has more than doubled. Zemmil wasn't banished eitehr. he ran away Sar assumes Zemmil is not IC here. He's been kicked out, IC and OOC by Winnowill. Sar sends openly ** I will inform our Lord of what has transgressed here. And who has. ** Door sends openly ** ** Alorn locksends ** ** Milani sends openly ** It might be better to leave it to someone who actually knows the passings, Sar. ** Alorn frowns darkly. Door looks about her truely seeing this room for the first time in centuries beyond count, tears fall down her face Milani frowns a bit, she looks down at Door, she sends gently to her. Sar ignores Milani utterly, and leaves to inform Winnowill that Door has been taken from her post. Sar has left. Milani locksends ** (comfort) ** Door tries feebly to move her hand again... manages to scoot it about a centimeter toward the wall Milani raises her eyebrow at Door. Neela moans softly, as his body moves a little. Alorn glances back at Neela, and scowls at him. Milani looks at Alorn, sending. Door sends openly ** ** Milani nods to Alorn and picks Door up, gliding off. You sense in a locksend, Zemmil sends a constant stream of gentle love. Milani Large, slanted violet eyes stand out amongst a finely boned face, the nose small and turned up slightly, the mouth petite. Long, gently tapered ears sweep gracefully up to delicate points to finish the picture of fragility. Flaxen blond hair is pulled tig htly into a backbun. Two dark blue feathers are braided into the hair piece holding it in its severe style, adding a bit of decoration. Tall and lithe, at somewhere around 5'5", a tunic made of soft and supple leather, in a shade of very dark blue clings close to her chest and torso, the low v-cut collar and cuffs trimmed in lush white fur. The same dark blue leather has been made into sn ug fitting unadorned leggings. Immaculate boots of white fur cover feet that rarely, if ever, touch the ground. Contents: Talon Whip Taken. Underground Spring A wide stream of water falls from somewhere up above, and collects in a large pool sunk deeply into the floor. There it meets a fountain-like spring that bubbles up several feet, and pours back over into the basin. This place is shaped more by water than by magic, and reflects the water shaped blues and violets and greens that twist and meld together the way they were meant to. Several stone ledges lead like stairs down into the water, which sends up faint trails of pale steam. Other ledges around the out er edge of the cavern are covered in thick furs. Contents: Milani Obvious exits: Stairs Dropped. Door looks about slowly, wide-eyed Milani lies you gently down beside the spring, having stopped to get new clothing, and accoutrements. Zemmil has arrived from the stairway leading to the grotto. Zemmil has arrived. Milani removes Door's hat, setting it gently aside, she looks up at the noise. Zemmil isn't making noise. he's gliding silently, keeping to the shadows Zemmil simply watches. Milani looked at me. Milani sneezes from the dust, carefully working on the rest of Door's clothing. Zemmil locksends ** >an image of the mountain when it was new< ** Alorn has arrived from the stairway leading to the grotto. Alorn has arrived. Door twitches her hand slightly toward the sparkling water Milani smiles at Door, **Yes, we're going to wash all of this dust from you.** she very carefully floats her into the shallow portion of the water. Alorn lands lightly, and looks around, her gaze falling on Zemmil. Zemmil frowns to himself as alorn arrives Zemmil IS NOT STANDING IN THE OPEN! [OOC] Alorn notes that this room is NOT very big, and there are next to no hiding places. Door stares wonderingly at the wonder, she forgot what it was like Alorn sends openly ** How is she? ** Milani looks up from her careful bathing, **She is weak, and I believe I've sensed the beginings of hunger coming from her.** Zemmil locksends ** >a sensation, a scent of your favorite food< ** Alorn nods slowly, and she finally stops shaking. Milani carefully cleans the fragile elf's hair, blinking, **Her hair is blond.** she chuckles a bit, then smiles at Alorn over her shoulder. Door maganges to move her hand slightly in the water (thanks to bouancy) Zemmil looked at me. Alorn sits lightly on one of the benches, resting her elbows on her knees and her chin in her hands. (She doesn't wear dresses very often, can you tell?) Door turns to look at Milani... she's really quite overwelmed by all this Milani carefully washes the remaining dust from Door, she smiles lightly at her, **It's been a while since you felt water, hmm?** Alorn watches quietly. Milani sends openly ** Alorn, will you help me dress her? ** Alorn nods. ** Of course. ** Door revels in having her hair washed for the first time in 7000 years. Milani very very carefully levitates the newly cleaned, 'wow, so that's what her skin looks like' :) Door out of the spring, resting her on some drying cloths. She looks up at Alorn. **Alorn?** Alorn raises an eyebrow. Door sends openly ** .... wha...? ** Milani sends openly ** It's ok Door...(reassurance) ** Alorn glides over by Door. Milani sends openly ** Help me Alorn? ** Alorn sends openly ** She must have another name .. she couln't have been born 'Door' .. ** Zemmil glides in Zemmil says "Tarek" Door turns toward the noise Zemmil lands lightly on the floor Alorn whirls around, and frowns darkly. Milani nods in agreement, **I don't remember what is was tho.** Zemmil says "her name .is. Tarek" Alorn glances over at Milani. ** It seems the traitors have picked today to ruin the Mountain.. ** Milani says nothing, she continues dressing Door. Zemmil says "You have been misinformed" Alorn sends openly ** I think not. ** Zemmil says "I am not a traitor." Milani finishes fastening the loose wrap about Door's shoulders, then sets to her hair, ignoring that around her. Alorn narrows her eyes at Zemmil. ** Why did you come back? ** Door looks down at one of her hands and tries to move it again, but without the water's help finds she cannot do more than a slight twitch Zemmil says "I was brought back" Milani looked at me. Alorn sends openly ** By who? ** Zemmil says "I was told i was needed to help with my lovemate" Alorn arches an eyebrow. ** Then you -are- a traitor. ** Zemmil says "I have done nothing so far" Zemmil says "except to watch" Zemmil avoids direct eyecontact with Alorn, looking at Door Alorn moves between Door and Zemmil. ** If you -are- here for a reason, you will not object to being placed in the guest room and told to remain there until you can gain an audience with our Lord. ** Zemmil says "Now that she is as she is, I would like to help. I know how to dress her. I did so every day until I left" Alorn sends openly ** You will do no such thing. ** Zemmil glides aside, not to let his gaze on Door's face be broken Alorn continues to stay between Zemmil and Door. Milani finishes with Door, then picks the elf up inher arms, gently. Zemmil says "apparently you know nothing of love" Alorn sends openly ** No, I think I do. ** Zemmil says "Then why do you deny me? I have done no harm" Zemmil says "You are too young to remember us, but Tarek and I were lovemates, long long ago" Milani glides to behind Alorn. Alorn sends openly ** -TOO- long ago. She has been Door for over 5000 turns. ** Alorn sends openly ** She knows nothing of love, now. ** Door blinks slowly, looking toward the falling water Zemmil says "are you so sure?" Alorn sends openly ** Yes. ** Zemmil says "You are wrong" Zemmil looks at Door. Zemmil says "Tarek... I am here. Zemmil" Alorn continues to glare darkly at Zemmil. ** No, I think not. You see, I have spent many hours communicating with her.. ** Door . o 0 (wooww... water... pretty... ) Milani sends quietly to Door. Door glances up at Milani Alorn glides to a point where it's not possible to see Door without moving again, at which point, she moves again. Zemmil keeps moving. Zemmil locksends ** Tarek, Remember me, please? ** Milani locksends ** (comfort) Yes, the water is pretty, as are you now that you are cleaned off. Are you hungry? ** Zemmil locksends ** >image of a warm embrace, a soft kiss, a gentle touch< ** Alorn sends openly ** It seems you underestimate me, Zemmil.. ** Alorn reaches for her talon whip. Zemmil says "very well" Zemmil moves slowly up the stairs, and into the grotto above. Zemmil has left. Alorn moves slowly up the stairs, and into the grotto above. Alorn has left. Door turns toward Zemmil... blinks as he's not there and turns back to Milani Milani doesn't pick you up, you can follow along so that we can see what goes on :) Milani moves slowly up the stairs, and into the grotto above. Milani has left. You quickly move up the stairs, away from the warmth of the underground spring. Grotto(#564RL) Cascades of water adorn the walls in this room, from its spiraling roof all the way to the uneven floor, smooth and rolling like active waters. In the center of the room, dry, is a number of circular basins, each one in a larger one that sinks into the very floors, edged with blue-stoned shells a part of the mountain itself. Illuminated with the same far-away luminescence, this low-ceilinged room seems to have two exits. One low-ceilinged hallway that snakes from the room, and a set of stairs that decend into a circular recess in the floor. Contents: Milani Fountain Obvious exits: Into The Catacombs Stairs South Hall Alorn has arrived after a long decent from the south hall. Alorn has arrived. Alorn has left. You locksend ** hun... gry...? ** to Milani. Zemmil locksends ** >love< ** Milani nods, **Yes, hungry. (She images food and the feeling of hunger.) Door blinks wondering about food ** ** Milani will just pick you up until we get to the dining hall :) Tenspan's Hall This room is surprisingly sculpted to an interior room, no bas relief trees or birds adorn the majority of this room, and its large hollowness even as the glowlight dims into rock rafters above is imposing. In the middle of the oval- shaped room is a hu ge, long table with many well-crafted stone chairs where sitting comfortably is a simple goal. Some of the chairs look newer, almost hastily sculpted to resemble the others, but the chair at the head of the table is, like the room, a glorious work of art. Two tunnels snake at odd angles away from this room. One is large and designed to handle a great deal of flow in and out of the ajoining hall, the other, smaller, likely leads to the kitchen where food is prepared. Contents: Milani Obvious exits: Kitchen Northeastern Hall Dropped. Milani returns from the other room with what she considers 'easy' to eat foods. Some wine, some chese, a bit of bread and some thinly sliced fish. Door looks toward the great chair, on some level she is still wondering what happend to Lord Voll... shouldn't he be here? Milani props you in a chair as best she can before she does that however :) Zemmil arrives through the large tunnel leading out into the huge hall. Zemmil has arrived. [OOC] Zemmil says, "you don't see me go by" Zemmil disappears unobtrusively through the kitchen's archway. Zemmil has left. Door's hand falls lightly against the stone chair Milani lifts your hand lightly up to the table, she picks up a small bit of cheese, **Can you open your mouth?** Alorn arrives through the large tunnel leading out into the huge hall. Alorn has arrived. Door looks at one of the newer chairs for a long moment, then the soft glow or rockshaping magic flows down through her chair and reshapes the other... it takes her a long time and concentration to get it just perfectly matched as it's suposed to be. Milani blinks at Door. Alorn glides in, and blinks. ** What is she doing? ** Milani sends openly ** I have no idea, she just did it. ** Alorn sends openly ** Has she eaten yet? ** Door notes that in the desc of the room, some of the chairs are damaged, she just fixed one. Milani sends openly ** I just started trying. ** Milani sends again to Door **Can you open your mouth?** she holds up a small piece of cheese. Door stares up at Milani, not understanding Milani sends openly ** Alron, this isn't working, can you see if you can find something softer? ** Alorn nods. Alorn disappears unobtrusively through the kitchen's archway. Alorn has left. Door blinks, and looks about her Milani looks at you curiously, **Door..** Door turns her gaze toward you again Alorn comes through the smaller tunnel at the far end of the hall. Alorn has arrived. Alorn brings in a large bowl of soup. Milani takes Door's hand again, **Do you think she will ever be able to move?** Milani ponders, **How are we going to feed her the soup?** Alorn sets the bowl down, and hmms. Door looks at you both, turns to Milani... her face being slightly familiar... Alorn sends openly ** Have her sip it out of the bowl? ** Alorn sends openly ** But .. if you'll excuse me, I have someone to .. tend to. ** Alorn smiles slightly at Door, and glides back out. Alorn leaves the dining area by way of the smooth, crooked hallway. Alorn has left. Door sends openly ** who? ** Milani blinks a bit, suprised, **I am Milani.** Milani takes a spoon and fishes out a bit of the soup, she makes sure it is not to hot then holds it to your lips, her hand under your chin, she opens your mouth slightly and dribbles a bit of the soup in. Door repeats quietly ** ...Milani...** and nods slightly Milani smiles, getting another spoonful of the soup, **You remember me?** Milani attempts to feed this spoonful of soup to you as well. Door lets herself be fed, hardly moving You locksend to Milani, Door seems to find you... somewhat familiar... kinda. Milani continues to slowly feed you soup, **Good, I'm glad you remember me.** she checks your arms and hands once every so often for movement and strength. Door sends openly ** ** Much better than kool-aid Milani continues to feed you soup, watching you curiously for any kind of sign of another step out of catatonia. little dribbles of soup occaisonally escape the corners of Door's mouth Milani blinks, catching the soup with a cloth, **Are you full yet?** Door looks at you ** ** Milani chuckles, **Ok, have some more then.** she continues to feed you the soup, the bowl about 3/4 empty now. (OOC are you getting anymore, hmm, alive?) You locksend to Milani, Door seems more aware... she's actively looking about her, tasting the food... she notices you as an individual with a name... she is only having trouble with usuing words and moving her body. Milani smiles, **Let me know when you've had enough." Milani changes the last to a * not a " Door looks at you ** ** Milani gets a thought, **Would you like to see Tylek?** she asks, holding another spoonful of soup up to your lips. Door sends openly ** Tylek? ** Rhalina arrives through the large tunnel leading out into the huge hall. Rhalina has arrived. Milani nods to Door, smiling, **Yes.** Rhalina glides in smoothly. ** Well, Neela certainly seems rather reticent now. ** Door turns toward Rhalina slowly ** who? ** Milani looks up at Rhalina, then scoops another spoonful of soup, feeding it to Door. yum yum yum :) Door blinks Door(#79PBXcp) Wide pale blue eyes gaze past you more than at you, her skin is as pale as only 7000 years out of the sun will make it, her face remains almost expressionless. Her hair is a soft blond poof ending at her shoulders. A loose pale blue gown wraps about her t ied with a white sash at the waist, it flows softly to her ankles. Door looked at me. Rhalina settles herself gracefully into the chair opposite Door's, and regards Door carefully. ** I .. I am Rhalina. ** Door sends openly ** Rhalina... ** Rhalina is a tall elf, slender of build, and graceful in her movements. The first thing that strikes you is the silver mask she wears, covering the left side of her face. She regards you quietly, assessing you, perhaps. Black, fine, hair cascades down her back, falling to roughly the level of her waist. She wears a baggy-sleeved blouse with a high collar in black satin, along with black leggings, and soft leather boots cover her feet. Around her neck is a silver necklace, its design similar to that on her belt. Milani scoops up the last of the soup in the spoon, feeding it to Door, **There you go. You all full now?** Door turns toward Milani again ** ** Milani smiles, **Good.** Door sends openly ** good. ** Milani nods again, smiling wider, **Good.** [Once they where done feeding Door, who was understandably exausted by all this activity, Milani and Alorn spent a while arguing what to do with her, Door eventually fell asleep in her chair and they picked her up and stashed her elsewhere for the night] [When he did return from his net-bungie experience, Reevol disavowed any knowledge of the conspiracy, indeed Neela is insisting he acted alone.] Thanks to everyone who made the plot sucessful, I at least had a lot of fun :) Gracie the great and powerful vibbertgm@hiram.edu *==I=============- -==============I==* "On a stormy sea of moving devotion, tossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean... though my eyes could see I still was a blind man, though my mind could think I still was a mad man... and if I claim to be a wise man, it surely means that I don't know."