Timestamp: Early Winter, 509 AV (Flashback) Reason: Visiting Valarian For Cloth Once the guards had escorted her to the Meadows Public House, Haeli gratefully took a seat at one of the more shadowy tables away from the hearth and gratefully took up the server on an offer of a strong cup of tea pushing over a far too large coin to pay for the drink than she should have. People, even Symenestra people, were new to her. So too were cities. This was the first she'd ever visited and its strangeness marveled her. The truth was, she didn't know what to do, how to act, and who to even talk too. She had no knowledge that visitors took rooms for coin and stayed within them. She didn't know about shops or merchants or even if or when people cared to be greeted and what was acceptable to talk about. Ozantha had told her nothing of these things, assuming she'd be in the swamp forever. So Haeli hid in her trader form, one she'd long ago studied and perfected, and quietly tried not to fall to pieces with fear and uncertainty as she waited for Valarian. There was a chance he wasn't even in the city. There was also a chance he wouldn't understand why she choose to come in the form of a male. There was also a chance she'd be in the Meadows far longer than she could hold the form. Time passed. She continued to wait. Haeli had no idea if she was interrupting Valarian or her presence might prove to be a disruption or intrusion. The city made her nervous, not because of its denizens but just because it was. Symenestra were all over, both males and females, and she tried not to stare though the sight was an amazement to her. So she held her form and continued to nurse her tea, conscious of the passing time and the wear on her holding the trader's shape. Speaking of holding, her tea was empty and her bladder was full and she had no idea what to do about it. Haeli hadn't remembered drinking all of the tea, nor did she even remotely know how to ask someone where she could relieve herself. As time passed and she waited, the girl felt more and more like this was a bad idea. Her skin twitched, the form sat uneasy on her, and even though males had bigger bladders than females, there was a small emergency building within her that could not wait much longer. In fact, she wasn't even sure she could make it back to the gates with her form in its entirety and her bladder still full. Derek Salvi :
DEREK SALVI Morphed Form: Human Trader Size: Same as her body mass Model: Yes - she studied Derek's corpse Time It Takes: 9 minutes History: Derek was the second mate of the trader The Western Waters. This ship historically stopped to trade with Onaztha once or twice a year. During their last stop, the second mate was well into an illness they asked the Dhani to work on. Unfortunately Onzatha's skills came to late to save the man, so he was buried near their landing in a shallow grave. Haeli dug him up and studied his form, all of it, until she could mimic it completely in order to get herself a male human form that would present itself safer in the long run than her female form was when traveling or dealing with traders. |