Solo pushing the limit, testing the waters.

Haya tries to bring her Morphing to the next level, attempting a full transformation.

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Built into the cliffs overlooking the Suvan Sea, Riverfall resides on the edge of grasslands of Cyphrus where the Bluevein River plunges off the plain and cascades down to the inland sea below. Home of the Akalak, Riverfall is a self-supporting city populated by devoted warriors. [Riverfall Codex]

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pushing the limit, testing the waters.

Postby Haya on March 27th, 2017, 10:50 am

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15th of Spring, 517AV.
The Travertine Hotsprings.

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It was cold, Cyphrus' soil still reluctant to loose its winter's chill this early in spring, and Haya clutched her cloak a little tighter around her shoulders. She had woken up before the birds and the night was quiet and clear, stars bright overhead. Her cane had echoed on the many rock-carved stairs and roads of Riverfall as she patiently climbed her way up to the plains, each hollow tap of it's wooden end nostalgic in the way it bounced off stone tiles and chiseled rock and back into her ears. She missed Wind Reach; its hallways, its heat, the rowdyness and spirit of her people. Riverfall had been kind to her, Haya knew -she was very gratefull for it. But despite its many tiers and pathways, its carved halls and its proximity to the matter of earth, this city of solemn blue giants never quite managed to feel like home. Its rock was marked by moisture, rather than volcanic heat, and Zulrav's winds -though blowing just as strong- smelled different here; salty, born from the sea rather than clear heights. And when Haya would stand atop the city, rather than feeling closer, the outstretched plains of Cyphrus would make the sky appear even further away.

Her current view though, was gorgeous. She had arrived at her intended destination and for a moment Haya remained standing, simply taking in the sight of the Travertine Hotspring its many terraces; dark water pooling and reflecting the stars above. She had chosen the current hour and place with careful reasoning. She needed to meditate and did not want to be disturbed. The bar she had set for herself was high.

Haya lost her clothes and cane to a carved out bench and started testing the waters one by one with patience, dipping in a foot, a hand, moving between terraces carefully. Too hot; move lower. Too cold; rise a few steps. Eventually she found what she was looking for and in went one leg, the other joining soon, and her whole body sinking in a few moments later as she lowered herself off the terrace's stone ledge with her arms. Haya groaned in simple pleasure as the water engulfed her skin, its warmth and softness soothing. She went under, wetting her curls and indulging herself for a few long moments with the sensations.
She had Rhavok to thank for her knowledge of this place, especially corncerning its abandonment around this hour. Haya could remember how he took her here with hopes that the heat of the water would be enough to ease her frame, would be enough to make her body open up to him willingly. It wasn't. But Rhavok's touch was gentle and his hands were patient, and when he did move into her, Haya was grateful to have a view of the clear sky above the curve of his shoulder. To have his hot breath contrasted with the silent chill of night.

Haya pushed her hair back and shook her head to loose the memory. She came with a purpose, no use getting distracted by a trip down to memory lane. She stretched herself out in the middle of her small pool, alowing the minerals in the water to help keep her body afloat. It was easier like this, less gravity pulling at her limbs to tie her down to earth. The temperature of the water was helpfull too, chosen for holding a heat similar to her body's core; minimal sensations to remind her of the physical limits of her form. Nothing to delineate her from her surroundings. Haya closed her eyes, focused her breathing and started her meditation.

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[ renewal - I ] Pushing the limit, testing the waters.

Postby Haya on March 27th, 2017, 8:14 pm

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Floating. She's adrift.

Haya could hear the endless trickle of water streaming into her pool and out of it simultaneously, flowing over layered limestone and connecting all the stairs that made up the springs. The lower half of her body was warm -almost invisble to her mind now that it was practically without external sensation- but her thighs, belly and chest were covered in goosebumps where they broke the water's surface. Her breasts and nipples were bigger than they had been a couple of years ago, and though her stomach had flattened, stretch marks still betrayed the pregnancy she had endured. Haya didn't like it. This chest, these marks, even after the many moons that had passed she could hardly recognize herself in them.
She moved a hand across her belly, across her breasts in soft strokes. There was heat where she touched them, djed responding to her desire and skin molding into shape easily. They felt better now, more appropriate, and Haya smiled. She didn't need to open her eyes to see what she now looked like. Her body, the way it was before, still lay mapped out in detail in her mind's eye. If anything, this appearance came naturally.

Haya didn't need to meditate for transformations such as this one anymore, shallow changes were well under her control. The reason she sought silence of mind and body was to prepare her for a change much bolder, one she had never attempted before. Oh of course, she wasn't going in unprepared. She had practised all aspects respectively; claws, wings, beak, feathers. She even knew bone and muscle, and internal organs by heart. Many, many hours she had studied her brother's mount. And they had paid off. She had never, however, put the entire picture together before. Had never tested out the balance of the full skeleton nor the movement of tendons in their new form, which meant that -even if she were to succeed tonight- she had quite a long road of learning ahead. Haya wanted to be in the right state of mind when she would attempt this, calm and focused, prepared well. So she relaxed the changes she had forced upon her skin, shifting her concentration to her real goal.

Breath. Breath is where it begins. It fills her lungs, who in turn fill her blood with oxygen. The oxygen travels to her muscles, who lie attached to her skeleton- tendons tight over bones. With her eyes closed, she can see them; a visualisation fully synchronised with every physical move she makes.

Haya moved a finger, imagined the muscle pulling, shifting across bone turning in its joint. One by one, she did this for all her fingers, moving them and visualising the workings of doing so- feeling how it happened. And when her fingers were done she moved on to her toes, and then to bigger joints. She mentally passed through her entire body like this, tensing and relaxing muscles, feeling her breath, her heartbeat in her fingertips. Drew mental pictures of them all. The exercise brought familiarity, and the familiarity brought confidence. She could do this.

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