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slayers_desire) wrote2011-06-17 05:42 pm
exploring new opportunities to improve herself ((tag jake))
After allowing herself a couple of days of readjusting to having her voices back, April decided to call Jake Sully. She was interested in meeting some of his people, especially the tsahik that he had spoke about. Maybe it was an opportunity to enhance her pyschic gifts, by meeting a race that had their own connection.
Using her PINpoint phone to dial Jake's number, April nervously twirled her hair while it rang.
Using her PINpoint phone to dial Jake's number, April nervously twirled her hair while it rang.

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"Do you have only one tree, or many?"
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It's a bit of a walk down the wooden spiral, to get to the lower levels where the healers' area is set up. There are a few wounded hunters being tended to that tangled with a sturmbeest, but their injuries are minor in nature. The tsahik is observing their care, and barely glances in Jake's direction when they approach.
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"I See you, Jake'Suully," she acknowledges, and looks down at April. "This is the one you spoke of?"
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"Maybe watching someone do it, uh, psychically?" Jake suggests.
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"Taking her to the Tree of Souls might be a bit much at first anyway," Jake adds. "Maybe we could start with the small stuff, and work our way up. Like when I was learning to make tsaheylu myself."
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((heading to work for four hours))
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"Do you need anything to, uh, demonstrate on?" Jake asks.
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April closes her eyes and opens her voices to her surroundings. She is looking for something that would be important, or perhaps unknown to others, to demonstrate her abilities.
((let me know if she receives any visions))
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The visions are few, more of a whisper. An image of the old Hometree, strong and tall, before it fell and burned. A Na'vi woman on the back of an enormous black six-legged beast, pouncing on a large mechanical suit. That same woman, holding a small blue infant in her arms, coming to greet Jake returning from a hunt.
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"That same woman is then holding an infant. And she is waiting to greet you Jake." April opens her eyes to reorient herself.
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"Then perhaps whatever spirit guides this woman is telling you of some on the way," Mo'at says, not sounding surprised. "The songs tell of Toruk Makto being blessed with many children."
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So she sets down her PINpoint on the floor. "I can also do this." And she lifts it with her mind.
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((posted my future-April thread))
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