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interstellar55552016-05-04 09:39 pm
oceantier) wrote in interstellar55552016-05-04 09:39 pm
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Once, as my heart remembers, all the stars were falling embers . . .
Who: Lapis and Lesedi
What: Lapis pushes her luck too far.
When: Before the festival
Where: Pride
Warnings: Lesedi. Likely violence and mind bending.
It started with Steven.
As it usually did.
With Lapis and Steven spending time together, it was only inevitable that a prank would result, particularly one involving fart jokes. Together they'd conceived and hatched the plan: Sneak Lapis into restricted areas of Pride with her shapeshifting and spring fart sounds on unsuspecting Pride musicians. Giggle madly. Get away clean. Enjoy the simple time together, Lapis quietly marveling at the fact that she could make him laugh, keep him company, actually manage to keep him somewhat happy given the circumstances.
Unfortunately, it meant that Lapis had an idea in the process.
Even worse, it gave her the confidence to act on it.
Late one evening, after practice and after her goodbyes to Steven, she did it -- shifted to the shape of a tiny blue bird where she knew there were no cameras and entered the vent shaft whose cover she'd removed. Darting through the vents, she sought to go deeper, down and further down, to the areas of top restriction that she knew the existence of, but nothing about. She was seeking the memories -- the means by which Pride squeezed them from their owners' minds and stored them away . . . and even more so, how they could be removed, taken back, restored.
Somewhere along the line, she took a wrong turn. And she found something else.
What: Lapis pushes her luck too far.
When: Before the festival
Where: Pride
Warnings: Lesedi. Likely violence and mind bending.
It started with Steven.
As it usually did.
With Lapis and Steven spending time together, it was only inevitable that a prank would result, particularly one involving fart jokes. Together they'd conceived and hatched the plan: Sneak Lapis into restricted areas of Pride with her shapeshifting and spring fart sounds on unsuspecting Pride musicians. Giggle madly. Get away clean. Enjoy the simple time together, Lapis quietly marveling at the fact that she could make him laugh, keep him company, actually manage to keep him somewhat happy given the circumstances.
Unfortunately, it meant that Lapis had an idea in the process.
Even worse, it gave her the confidence to act on it.
Late one evening, after practice and after her goodbyes to Steven, she did it -- shifted to the shape of a tiny blue bird where she knew there were no cameras and entered the vent shaft whose cover she'd removed. Darting through the vents, she sought to go deeper, down and further down, to the areas of top restriction that she knew the existence of, but nothing about. She was seeking the memories -- the means by which Pride squeezed them from their owners' minds and stored them away . . . and even more so, how they could be removed, taken back, restored.
Somewhere along the line, she took a wrong turn. And she found something else.