Story blurbs!
Names shall be changed later, of course. Am thinking about changing my character's name to either Clio (the muse of History) or . . . Adra! (Sarabs, Marie, Lina, Bex, Aussie, Ash, Ary, and Sara understand that one) Think I'm going to cave and go with Adra. I have half a mind to make Alex's name Mason until he gives me a name he'd rather have, because he and I are always arguing (with much less death wishes against each other, of course.) Unfortunately, gender details makes 'Venya' not work for Marie. :(
Edit: Eheh . . . it helps if I put the story blurbs UP, doesn't it???? ^_^
Edit 2: Names changed
“Okay, okay, I think I understand this!” Adra explained in an excited whisper, looking at the cards in front of her. They were particularly active tonight; she had not anticipated a lot of spiritual activity, as the library-in its sterile appearance and modern aura-was not initially the ideal place to do an oracle reading. However, the dorm was out of the question if they wanted to include the boys this time, the rotunda too noisy, and the grounds too dark. As far as a group gathering for any other reason, the study rooms in Proctor library were ideal; private, well lit, and co-ed friendly. As she lay the first cards down on the table, Adra had a feeling that the environment was less important than the company.
“Okay, um . . . Aphrodite,” she said, concentrating on the picture of a windswept crimson haired goddess in front of her. Feminity was the cards ultimate meaning. Adra concentrated. Kali was next; beginnings and endings. Finally it was Diana; the High Priestess.
“It’s an introduction to tonight,” Nuez explained, voicing the thoughts that Adra was trying to materialise. “See? Aphrodite means that last time is was all female energy; you, me, Ronnie, Marie and Ilse sitting in your dorm, and no boys. Now,” she said, placing her finger on Kali, “it’s a new beginning; we’re adding the boys in. And this means-“
“A gain in spiritual knowledge,” Adra finished for her, “Because we’re . . .” She could see it in her head, as usual. She knew what the cards meant in some very abstract way, but she couldn’t find the words to explain it. “We have more . . . we have things to add that weren’t there.”
“We’re more complete,” Ilse explained, taking the duty of decoding the cards’ message through their own pictures and Adra’s translation. “We have elements we were missing before.”
“Exactly.” The usual response from Adra after Ilse was done speaking.
****
The flushed feeling worsened, and Adra felt like she was going to be sick.
“Just calm down,” Nuez said, in a soothing voice that seemed to make such actions possible. “Close your eyes, and imagine cool water washing over you. Breathe in the cool air and breathe out the warm.”
As Adra finally felt her temperatures regulate themselves, she heard rapid breathing in front of her. She opened her eyes to see Mason in much of the same state that she had been in a moment ago, only worse. Sweat was beading on his forehead, and he could barely keep his eyes open.
“Mason?” she said, slightly worried and slightly curious.
“Mason, ground yourself again,” Nuez instructed,
Mason sat up straight on top of the table, legs crossed underneath him and his elbows on top of his knees in the Buddhist lotus position. Taking deep breaths, he zoned out, bringing himself back to a comfortable balance as Adra had.
“That was weird,” he explained, obviously still feeling nauseous. “I know it was mean, but while Adra was trying to cool down I kept thinking ‘fire, fire, fire’”
For the first time, Adra felt one of her spirit guides as clearly as she could feel her friends in the room.
“That was Calli,” she said suddenly, referring to her trickster guide.
Nuez laughed a little. “Yes, she was saying ‘You want fire? I give you fire!’. You’re wishing that on Adra, who happens to be the charge of two Polynesian spirit guides.”
“Ja, not a good idea,” Adra explained, smirking at Mason. “You probably shouldn’t give Calli an excuse. Honestly, and you being a Buddhist, haven’t you ever heard of the three-folds law?”
“It was just a joke!” Mason whined playfully.
“Yes, Calli found it very funny,” Nuez informed him innocently. “Best laugh she’s had in a while.”
****
Adra sat down to her computer and thought on the island name she had seen in the book on Hawaii. The beginning of the word was what she needed to concentrate on.
She typed ‘Wai’ into the search bar of her brower and set it to Wikipedia.
Jackpot.
Adra read the information handed to her; wai was a Hawiian word for ‘water’. Next was tiki. She typed it in. A king or a master-in Peru, the spirit Virakosha was called Kon-Tiki or Illa-Tiki: Sun-Tiki or Fire-Tiki. He was said to have fought a great battle and dissappear across the ocean to the Polynesian islands. In both places, the myths seemed to match; the Polynesians claimed that their Tiki came from a larger land across the waters.
Waitiki wasn’t her spirit guide’s given name; it was her title. Adra thought on how many times her card, in suggestion to healing spiritual gaps, advised her to ‘spend time near water’. It seemed strangely relevant now; how much could she learn if she worked rigidly through Waitiki?
According to Nuez, the object was to become in tune with all elements around you. What better element to start with in St. Augustine than water?
Edit: Eheh . . . it helps if I put the story blurbs UP, doesn't it???? ^_^
Edit 2: Names changed
“Okay, okay, I think I understand this!” Adra explained in an excited whisper, looking at the cards in front of her. They were particularly active tonight; she had not anticipated a lot of spiritual activity, as the library-in its sterile appearance and modern aura-was not initially the ideal place to do an oracle reading. However, the dorm was out of the question if they wanted to include the boys this time, the rotunda too noisy, and the grounds too dark. As far as a group gathering for any other reason, the study rooms in Proctor library were ideal; private, well lit, and co-ed friendly. As she lay the first cards down on the table, Adra had a feeling that the environment was less important than the company.
“Okay, um . . . Aphrodite,” she said, concentrating on the picture of a windswept crimson haired goddess in front of her. Feminity was the cards ultimate meaning. Adra concentrated. Kali was next; beginnings and endings. Finally it was Diana; the High Priestess.
“It’s an introduction to tonight,” Nuez explained, voicing the thoughts that Adra was trying to materialise. “See? Aphrodite means that last time is was all female energy; you, me, Ronnie, Marie and Ilse sitting in your dorm, and no boys. Now,” she said, placing her finger on Kali, “it’s a new beginning; we’re adding the boys in. And this means-“
“A gain in spiritual knowledge,” Adra finished for her, “Because we’re . . .” She could see it in her head, as usual. She knew what the cards meant in some very abstract way, but she couldn’t find the words to explain it. “We have more . . . we have things to add that weren’t there.”
“We’re more complete,” Ilse explained, taking the duty of decoding the cards’ message through their own pictures and Adra’s translation. “We have elements we were missing before.”
“Exactly.” The usual response from Adra after Ilse was done speaking.
****
The flushed feeling worsened, and Adra felt like she was going to be sick.
“Just calm down,” Nuez said, in a soothing voice that seemed to make such actions possible. “Close your eyes, and imagine cool water washing over you. Breathe in the cool air and breathe out the warm.”
As Adra finally felt her temperatures regulate themselves, she heard rapid breathing in front of her. She opened her eyes to see Mason in much of the same state that she had been in a moment ago, only worse. Sweat was beading on his forehead, and he could barely keep his eyes open.
“Mason?” she said, slightly worried and slightly curious.
“Mason, ground yourself again,” Nuez instructed,
Mason sat up straight on top of the table, legs crossed underneath him and his elbows on top of his knees in the Buddhist lotus position. Taking deep breaths, he zoned out, bringing himself back to a comfortable balance as Adra had.
“That was weird,” he explained, obviously still feeling nauseous. “I know it was mean, but while Adra was trying to cool down I kept thinking ‘fire, fire, fire’”
For the first time, Adra felt one of her spirit guides as clearly as she could feel her friends in the room.
“That was Calli,” she said suddenly, referring to her trickster guide.
Nuez laughed a little. “Yes, she was saying ‘You want fire? I give you fire!’. You’re wishing that on Adra, who happens to be the charge of two Polynesian spirit guides.”
“Ja, not a good idea,” Adra explained, smirking at Mason. “You probably shouldn’t give Calli an excuse. Honestly, and you being a Buddhist, haven’t you ever heard of the three-folds law?”
“It was just a joke!” Mason whined playfully.
“Yes, Calli found it very funny,” Nuez informed him innocently. “Best laugh she’s had in a while.”
****
Adra sat down to her computer and thought on the island name she had seen in the book on Hawaii. The beginning of the word was what she needed to concentrate on.
She typed ‘Wai’ into the search bar of her brower and set it to Wikipedia.
Jackpot.
Adra read the information handed to her; wai was a Hawiian word for ‘water’. Next was tiki. She typed it in. A king or a master-in Peru, the spirit Virakosha was called Kon-Tiki or Illa-Tiki: Sun-Tiki or Fire-Tiki. He was said to have fought a great battle and dissappear across the ocean to the Polynesian islands. In both places, the myths seemed to match; the Polynesians claimed that their Tiki came from a larger land across the waters.
Waitiki wasn’t her spirit guide’s given name; it was her title. Adra thought on how many times her card, in suggestion to healing spiritual gaps, advised her to ‘spend time near water’. It seemed strangely relevant now; how much could she learn if she worked rigidly through Waitiki?
According to Nuez, the object was to become in tune with all elements around you. What better element to start with in St. Augustine than water?