With that Whitney gets up to leave. You have English following lunch so you head on over.
Farrokh Residence, Boston, MA Tuesday, October 9, 2012; 4:15 PM Eastern Daylight Time
Shirin is resting on her bed after school. It's still very hard to believe that what happened happened, you're sure that something wasn't right there, but you saw it...you *felt* it.
There has to be some explanation, right?
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Shirin tried hard not to think, but it was unstoppable and was giving her a headache. Only the music she was listening was keeping her from crying out. She found Whitney herself rather fascinating though, the girl was weird at times, but the whole aura she emitted, not just the magic, appealed to Shirin. The whole process of thought was making her dream away from reality, as so often happened, luckily there wasn't much to do for school...
Even with all the stuff going around in her brain, the girl would be able to finish her schoolwork in school. It helps that she can compartmentalize. As Shirin closed her eyes, she kept on dreaming of the people, places, the things she could do if Whitney was telling the truth.
She was almost in a daze; not sure what to beleive. But there must be something...
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Shirin looked at her hand, and wondered if there truly was such power underneath the flesh of her, a simple human being. Yet, she trusted Whitney's words to the fullest, she couldn't think of the reason why, she just did.
All the thinking was giving her a headache. "Let's just get a drink..." she mumbled to herself, getting up and running down the stairs as always. Mom should be home, unless she had sneaked off while Shirin was upstairs, so perhaps she could talk to her about others things to get her mind off the whole Whitney case. Even if just for a moment...
What Shirin needed was answers. Of course in lieu of that, some aspirin would do. After downing three pills and washing them down with a cup of water, the girl hobbled downstairs as she nursed the throbbing pain.
"Shirin? What is the matter?" Her mother was in fact home and was reading a book when she looked at you. It didn't take a mind reader to tell she was concerned.
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You mother looks at the clock. "Not for another hour...is there something you want to talk about?"
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"Well, I was just thinking yesterday that I need to get some new clothes soon, some just don't really fit me anymore. So perhaps we could go to the mall this weekend?" Shirin said. Usually it was quite hard to start a conversation with her parents if it was not about school, or things like theology and philosophy with her dad. This time around, her question was truly about something that had bothered her this week, so it was easy to start with.
"Well...I do not see why not; you do need to look presentable for school." Your mother replied, carefully.
You get the feeling that she has something else she wants to say, but she wants you to prompt it. It's almost the same kind of feeling you had when Whitney was beating around the bush like she was. She had something to say but wanted you to say it first.
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Shirin sat down on the couch opposite of her mother and sipped from her drink "Okay, thanks."She was silent then, not really certain what to say. Her thoughts went back to Whitney, and she wondered where the girl would be now. It felt like the memory of Whitney had been etched into her brain with a knife, irremovable, painful, yet wonderful. Shirin realized she wasn't ready yet to tell her mother of Whitney, not the slightest thing.
Shirin's mother made the girl certainly more than a bit uncomfortable with her silent glances from her book, but eventually the girl settled down.
She was drinking apple juice, simplest thing she could find and she wasn't in the mood to go for something more complex. it was cold, which was good for her, but there was something...off.
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Shirin felt something... she couldn't quite place it. She quickly downed her juice, and went upstairs again, lying to her mother about "I'm off to make homework, call me when dinner's ready!"
She locked herself up in her room and lay down on the bed. There she closed her eyes, she felt inside herself, as she could only describe it to herself. She had to know if she could really feel it... the magic inside her, there were just too many doubts about it in her mind...
Shirin went into her room, locked her door and allowed her thoughts to turn inward. She needed to discover for herself; what exactly does she have inside her?
The girl is in an almost meditative, trance-like state as she concentrates. She can almost sense...something, an unknown sensation resting dormant inside her. It's not easy for her to discern anything more though. Is it Magic? Fear? Hunger? Boredom?
So many possible answers but none of them seem provable. However if what Whitney said was true...her mind was alight with what she could do with that kind of power...if it existed.
And that led the eternal question: How could she know?
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Of course, Shirin could practice herself, see if it really worked... But she realized that Whitney would probably go mad at her for doing so, and an angry Whitney was the last thing she'd want to see, she argued to herself.
A sigh left her lips; was waiting the only thing she could do then? Waiting for Whitney to come, and when would that be then? Moreso, the question was how. Shirin had been told that she'd know somehow, but it would come totally unexpected... a situation she dreaded.
The whole train of though seemed to lead nowhere, she was just truly getting a headache from it. There were so many things she could not oversee, it left her wanting. She wanted to see Whitney again, she desired it strongly; the chance to get questions answered.
The more she thought, the more her curiosity tugged at her heartstrings. Whitney warned that she neded to not be seen, but surely if she practiced something simple behind closed doors...no one would know, right?
It's a terrible situation; because if she were to be found out, it would be terrible, to say nothing of what Whitney would do to her. But on the other hand if she let these supposed abilities lay dormant, she may not be able to awaken them.
Whichever way she was going to go; caution or curious, she needed to make a decision.
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Safety always came first with Shirin, if she wasn't certain of something, she just wouldn't do it. So she guessed she'd just have to wait, and so she fetched some homework from her bag and quickly finished it, leaving it so if her mother would come in she wouldn't get suspicious. Shirin then went to take a quick nap until dinner, she felt totally exhausted.
There was nothing wrong in excersizing caution, especially with a delicate subject like this. And a nap would probably do much more good for her weary mind...
When the girl regains consciousness, she finds herself in a blank room. White walls, black ceiling, tile floor and no furnishings save for a strange blacked-out box, it's about two feet taller than you, and standing on a ladder right next to it is...
"For the love of god..why did you brng me here?" Whitney is pissed and seems only half as confused as you. Which isn't saying much, you're absolutely clueless.
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Whitney closes her eyes for a brief moment, then reopens them. It seems like she gets it but still isn't too thrilled.
"This is half-lucid dream, half self-induced trance. Meaning if I had to hazard a guess, your subconscious wanted me here. If I had to explain it you wouldn't understand. As for the box..." Whitney looks at it as if it's going to attack her.
"I'm pretty sure it's a submersion box. It's blacked out, soundproof, and filled to the top with water and has a weight to keep you in place. You don't feel, hear, see, taste or smell anything. Great place to collect your thoughts; which is what you must want to do."
If you're going to let your thoughts all collect in place, that would be a hell of a place to do it, although the layers of dreaming/hallucinations may be stifling.
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"Yeah... probably... but this is weird..." Shirin said, 'looking' around in a mix of awe and fear. "I mean... I'm still a bit in doubt about the whole situation we're in, but I didn't mean for this to happen..." This was a totally new thing for her, and it was freaking her out... she had no idea what to do exactly.
Whitney facepalmed and sighed. This was going to take a while.
"Okay. I'm gonna try to explain this as best I can. If you don't understand any of it, ask me, alright?" She didn't wait for an answer before delving into her diatribe.
"There are two parts of the mind; the conscious side that you recognize and the inconscious side you don't. When the conscious mind wants to do something, it puts an ordinary idea in your head. nothing new. However since your unconscious mind isn't something you can recognize; it has to go through other methods of getting the idea out. Fruedian slips usually fall under this, stuff like that.
Another way the unconscious goes about letting you know what it wants is through dreams. This seems like it's one of those. I don't know about you but if I was gonna bet on it I'd say your subconscious wants you to find answers about this. got it?"
Again, Whitney didn't really wait for a reply before continuing. "Frankly it's not the way I woulda expected but by trying to become one with your element is a good way to trigger any latent powers. Plus, the 'think tank' over there will block out any distractions. So I'd say hop in and let your mind do the rest."
Well, she's more or less explained everything; but there's still the question of whether or not Shirin gets it.
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"Well if you're confident enough in your abilities you could try to levitate up here. But since that doesn't seem likely, I'd say use the ladder."
Out of nowhere a wodden ladder appears, leaning on one of the tank's sides. It's impossible to explain the mix of emotions Shirin is feeling right now, but it does allow her an easy way to put all her doubts to rest...one way or the other.
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"No, you're supposed to play the saxaphone underneath it. What do you think?" Whitney seems pissed, moreso than normal which is a bit of an achievement.
"Just...focus on the one thing you want; be it answers, powers, or just whatever. Bring your one biggest, deepest desire to the forefront of your mind and concentrate on that one thing."
Without anything else to do, Shirin slowly climbs up and into the submersion tank, getting all secured as far as she can tell.
"Don't wait up for me..." Whitney says dryly as she closes the top...
Darkness envelops her, her senses completely deadened. Her vision blacked out; her hearing numbed by the water, her sense of touch feeling nothing but the water. If there's anything she's gonna do, she may as well do so.
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With that Whitney gets up to leave. You have English following lunch so you head on over.
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Tuesday, October 9, 2012; 4:15 PM Eastern Daylight Time
Shirin is resting on her bed after school. It's still very hard to believe that what happened happened, you're sure that something wasn't right there, but you saw it...you *felt* it.
There has to be some explanation, right?
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She was almost in a daze; not sure what to beleive. But there must be something...
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All the thinking was giving her a headache. "Let's just get a drink..." she mumbled to herself, getting up and running down the stairs as always. Mom should be home, unless she had sneaked off while Shirin was upstairs, so perhaps she could talk to her about others things to get her mind off the whole Whitney case. Even if just for a moment...
"Shirin? What is the matter?" Her mother was in fact home and was reading a book when she looked at you. It didn't take a mind reader to tell she was concerned.
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You get the feeling that she has something else she wants to say, but she wants you to prompt it. It's almost the same kind of feeling you had when Whitney was beating around the bush like she was. She had something to say but wanted you to say it first.
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She was drinking apple juice, simplest thing she could find and she wasn't in the mood to go for something more complex. it was cold, which was good for her, but there was something...off.
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She locked herself up in her room and lay down on the bed. There she closed her eyes, she felt inside herself, as she could only describe it to herself. She had to know if she could really feel it... the magic inside her, there were just too many doubts about it in her mind...
The girl is in an almost meditative, trance-like state as she concentrates. She can almost sense...something, an unknown sensation resting dormant inside her. It's not easy for her to discern anything more though. Is it Magic? Fear? Hunger? Boredom?
So many possible answers but none of them seem provable. However if what Whitney said was true...her mind was alight with what she could do with that kind of power...if it existed.
And that led the eternal question: How could she know?
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A sigh left her lips; was waiting the only thing she could do then? Waiting for Whitney to come, and when would that be then? Moreso, the question was how. Shirin had been told that she'd know somehow, but it would come totally unexpected... a situation she dreaded.
The whole train of though seemed to lead nowhere, she was just truly getting a headache from it. There were so many things she could not oversee, it left her wanting. She wanted to see Whitney again, she desired it strongly; the chance to get questions answered.
It's a terrible situation; because if she were to be found out, it would be terrible, to say nothing of what Whitney would do to her. But on the other hand if she let these supposed abilities lay dormant, she may not be able to awaken them.
Whichever way she was going to go; caution or curious, she needed to make a decision.
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When the girl regains consciousness, she finds herself in a blank room. White walls, black ceiling, tile floor and no furnishings save for a strange blacked-out box, it's about two feet taller than you, and standing on a ladder right next to it is...
"For the love of god..why did you brng me here?" Whitney is pissed and seems only half as confused as you. Which isn't saying much, you're absolutely clueless.
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"This is half-lucid dream, half self-induced trance. Meaning if I had to hazard a guess, your subconscious wanted me here. If I had to explain it you wouldn't understand. As for the box..." Whitney looks at it as if it's going to attack her.
"I'm pretty sure it's a submersion box. It's blacked out, soundproof, and filled to the top with water and has a weight to keep you in place. You don't feel, hear, see, taste or smell anything. Great place to collect your thoughts; which is what you must want to do."
If you're going to let your thoughts all collect in place, that would be a hell of a place to do it, although the layers of dreaming/hallucinations may be stifling.
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"Okay. I'm gonna try to explain this as best I can. If you don't understand any of it, ask me, alright?" She didn't wait for an answer before delving into her diatribe.
"There are two parts of the mind; the conscious side that you recognize and the inconscious side you don't. When the conscious mind wants to do something, it puts an ordinary idea in your head. nothing new. However since your unconscious mind isn't something you can recognize; it has to go through other methods of getting the idea out. Fruedian slips usually fall under this, stuff like that.
Another way the unconscious goes about letting you know what it wants is through dreams. This seems like it's one of those. I don't know about you but if I was gonna bet on it I'd say your subconscious wants you to find answers about this. got it?"
Again, Whitney didn't really wait for a reply before continuing. "Frankly it's not the way I woulda expected but by trying to become one with your element is a good way to trigger any latent powers. Plus, the 'think tank' over there will block out any distractions. So I'd say hop in and let your mind do the rest."
Well, she's more or less explained everything; but there's still the question of whether or not Shirin gets it.
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Out of nowhere a wodden ladder appears, leaning on one of the tank's sides. It's impossible to explain the mix of emotions Shirin is feeling right now, but it does allow her an easy way to put all her doubts to rest...one way or the other.
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"Just...focus on the one thing you want; be it answers, powers, or just whatever. Bring your one biggest, deepest desire to the forefront of your mind and concentrate on that one thing."
Without anything else to do, Shirin slowly climbs up and into the submersion tank, getting all secured as far as she can tell.
"Don't wait up for me..." Whitney says dryly as she closes the top...
Darkness envelops her, her senses completely deadened. Her vision blacked out; her hearing numbed by the water, her sense of touch feeling nothing but the water. If there's anything she's gonna do, she may as well do so.
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