Sep 12, 2006 13:36
((Open to Shatterstar, Benjamin, Mystique or any other being that Spiral would consider a friend and would know how to contact her))
A portal opens in the low lit interior of the BodyShoppe and the six-armed woman known as Spiral strolled out, still clad only in a dark blue bikini and sunglasses, one arm holding a large duffel bag. Recently returned from a long wished for and needed vacation to an unpopulated beach in the Caribbean in a parallel universe. With a sigh she drops the heavy bag to the floor as one of her other hands closed the portal behind while another reached up to take her sunglasses off, for a long moment she looked around her quiet domain with emotionless white eyes, sensing for any intruders. Finding none except her two pets that came to greet her she walked over to the large kitchen set aside from the main floor of the BodyShoppe, pausing long enough to give the two happy cats now weaving in and out of her legs a few loving pets. After checking to make sure their water and food units where working properly, she turned and opened the tall refrigeration unit, snatching an odd looking blue fruit from one of the selves that contained a truly bizarre selection of food from various dimensions. As she leaned back against the black marble counter, one set of hands busy pulling her long hair back into a ponytail as another set peeled the spiky blue fruit to reveal the bright yellow flesh within.
As she popped a piece of the sweet spicy fruit into her mouth she allowed her gaze to once again roam over her sanctuary, briefly wondering what wicked mischief Mystique was up to or how Gaveedra and Benjamin where doing as her eyes roamed over the many monitors and large complicated bits of equipment. Either way it was it nice to be...
Her head suddenly cocked curiously at her own thoughts just then, Earth had ceased to be home long ago, now Mojo was gone along with Mojoworld, so this truly was home then. The BodyShoppe that she herself had created so long ago in this calm pocket of the chaotic Wildways she roamed and revealed in. At this revelation a true and rare smile came to her pale face then.
"Yes. This is "home"," she said aloud to herself. Popping another piece of fruit into her mouth as she stood in her kitchen in nothing but a bikini, the cool floor under her bare feet and for the moment, feeling perfectly content.