Paradox of Being

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Title: Paradox of Being
Location: Stacy; City Park
Note: Things may get confusing in this but one thing to remember: This is not magic that's being dealt with. This is pure Emotion, so when things like "Sadness" or "Euphoria" are mentioned, they are perceived as very solid, very tangible and very, very real. Expect the unexpected.






Renne had had to think through many things of late.

He'd wandered like he always does and confronted the things his mind put to him. He analysed everything in keen, close detail with full intent of extracting logical solutions. Except for many of his thoughts, logic hadn't fit the equation.
Emotion fit where Logic had not.

In exploring and analysing this massive ship (or as much as he knows by now), Renne settles on a spot "outside" in the City. He sits for a short while in meditation and hopes perhaps, that whatever he can give, it may be enough.

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[morphitudinous]

It's funny how Billy's feet always seem to lead him to his friends. On a walk back from checking on the various building, he sees Renne meditating in the park. Ever-curious, he goes to investigate without disruption. Breaking a meditative state would be rude.

So he sits beside his brother, quietly trying to relax.

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It doesn't take him long to realise he's not alone.

Which by the way, isn't a bad thing. Coming smoothly up out of a meditative introspection, the oddity's ears give a perk. Sniff. And then he simply grins, barely resisting the urge to pounce the Human right here and now.

"Bee!"

[morphitudinous]

"Hey," he smiles back, somewhat unfolding from his meditative stance. "What are you up to?"

Oh yes, he always wants to know what's going on. For better or for worse.

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He's resisting the urge to pounce you very well right noe, Billy. The future remains quite uncertain in that prospect.

"Eee. Rrr-enne go heee-rrre. Rrrr-enne thin-k Rrrr-enne trrry teea-ch haow do Feel." Chitter. It may well be a difficult thing to teach but it shouldn't be anymore difficult than...well...being what he's about to teach willing life-forms to do.

[morphitudinous]

"Teach how to feel? To use and process emotions as you do?" Color him intrigued. "Is that even possible?"

Not that many things have been impossible for them.

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"Eee. Eeey-ess, do tha-t. Rrr-enne thin-k, cahn do."

There's a moment of silence as the oddity considers his next words. Thoughts like this often are the object of long meditation sessions.

"Rrrr-enne wahn-t be use-fuhll. Li-ke Bee is."

[morphitudinous]

"You want to share one of your skills with us." Billy makes a soft affirmative noise in understanding. "You're already useful---as one of our best cooks and a healer. If you want to do this too, though, I definitely won't object."

It intrigues him, actually.

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Squeak. Billy, say hello to the blushing blue face and a gentle, affectionate nudge. He doesn't say it outright but a facet of what he can do is often employed in warfare.

"Eee, Rrrr-enne wahn-t hell-p, eey-ess."

[morphitudinous]

"Then I completely support you. If you ever need anything from me, you know you only need to ask."

He smiles then, ruffling the hair. "So when did you plan to start teaching?"

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"Eee. Bee do sa-me." Chirp. Nose-bop.

And then forward twitch his ears. A thoughtful purr later, the oddity sits back on his big feet and grins.

"Whe-n Bee wahn-t?"

[morphitudinous]

"When are you ready?"

Question for question, he thinks with a playful grin.

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Chirp. Another nose-bop.

"Rrr-enne go-t ti-me. Wha-t Bee thin-k?" There's the beginning of that impish "prelude to pouncing" look on his face.

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Billy wasn't the only who was able to sense Renne: Katara, without realizing it, could get an impression of Renne now, though even she didn't quite understand how it happened: she just felt it. When she stepped near the City Park, impressions led her to believe that Renne was here,m and she followed those impressions until she saw him a few feet away, meditating.

Like Billy, Katara had no desire to break Renne in his meditative state: she knew all too well how important it was to stay in that frame of mind. Aang was the same way, and would get cross when he was interrupted. Like Billy, she sat near Renne, closing her eyes, taking her breaths to calm herself.

She hoped she didn't bother him.

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It doesn't take him long to drift smoothly out of the deep, thoughtful state he's in. Meditations on a deeper level than what he's done lately on the ship aren't all that common, so it's relatively an easy thing to become aware of changes in his surroundings.

His ears give a few twitches and a few minutes later, his big eyes blink curiously open.

"Eee?"

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Katara would have known exactly what Renne was talking about: she hardly has time to herself to actually meditate the way she really wanted to, and there was barely any time to just make a quiet space for herself. When she heard the "Eee" from Renne, she knew that he had woken from his trance at well.

"Sorry for bothering you," Katara said. "I was actually curious about what you were doing. You looked like you were in meditation I'm curious: how do you do it, where you're from?"

Which was just a precursor for "what are you doing?"

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"Eee, noh bo-therrr, Tarrr-Tarrr." Chirp.

Renne gives a nod and for a moment, unfolds from that twisted-lotus posture. Don't be alarmed by the series of rather loud bone-cracks. They're quite all right in him and while the sound of it might make a chiropractor squirm, the imp gives a relieved sort of purr.

"Rrr-enne do, eey-ess. Wha-t Tarrr-Tarrr mean?"

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"I'm glad for that," Katara said. "I was afraid I was bothering you."

Katara was a little concerned about the bones cracking: after all, in healing, she had learned a bit of basic things about the human body in the ability to heal. When she heard the purr, she relaxed though. She was glad that whatever he was doing, it wasn't hurting him.

"Well, meditating is different for everyone. When I meditate, I take breaths. I slowly ground and center, and then I start to allow my mind and body to sort of feel an inner calm wash over me. It's what I do before I prepare to do a kind of out of body work, like dreamscaping, or before I train. What about you?"

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Some of the words fly over his head but Renne understands enough to get a basic point.

Chirping, he untangles himself in one last painful-looking stretch, then moves into a kind of reverse-lotus position. His ears come up and forward and his head lifts so his chin is parallel to the ground.

"Rrrr-enne show Tarrr-Tarrr, if Tarrr-Tarrr wahn-t. It hell-p Rrr-enne do figh-t."

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Katara was going to have to ask him how it was that he did that: it looked pretty remarkable, although a little painful too. But at his next few words, Katara turned around, looking a little startled.

"Show me? Show me what?"

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"Eee. Rrr-enne wahn-t hell-p krrit-terrr hee-rrre, on Big Shi-p. Bu-t Rrrr-enne ohn-lee kno-w haow figh-t, Rrr-enne way. Wi-th Feel."

Chitter. His ears give a backward-flick upon that admission. He'd told one other just how Emotion can be employed and how a life-form such as he understands it.

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Katara listened carefully, although she was still gathering her ideas on what exactly Renne was and what his powers were. With feel. That was new, but at the same time she was getting a clearer idea of what Renne was talking about.

"How do you fight that way? I've told you how I've fight, you've even see it. But I'm still not quite sure how you fight with feel."

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"Eee. Rrr-enne show?"

He always asks when dealing with this kind of thing. When dealing with the bare-bones of what he is, how he works, how he fights...it can be overwhelming at times. It can even, by some, be considered unnatural and in the past, it has. So he had studied his Tenets as well as he could to ensure neither side confronts any danger.

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Katara understood the gravity of what Renne was asking of her without so many words. The pieces of what that was stayed in her mind, and made her wonder about what Renne was fully able to do. She calmed herself inward a moment: whatever was going to happen next, she had the power to back out now.

"Please," she said, "Show me."

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"Eee."

His chirp's a low-toned sound. Amid this and a nod, the oddity allows a sequence of things to unfold. First of which, comes a memory, specifically of a war...

Renne had seen war before -- This one, between Xyvoria and Malicant was one of those in a larger scale. The two nations had Mages, foot soldiers and cavalry but Xyvoria had one thing Malicant did not: It had Renne and he threw out what he understood against the Malicantians. This was a naive time for him, when he did not know how easily sides could shift and how twisted politics could become.
The Malicantians had been defeated but Renne had staunchly disobeyed one key order: He had never touched civilians as Xyvoria's queen had demanded. So she had turned on him, displaying her vanity to its full potential. She was a beautiful woman, but that vanity and her sheer prejudices twisted it. And he was indeed, a convenient target.

Katara's Lesson

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Renne had taken a short while to determine what to teach, how to teach, how far to go and even why to teach what he'd chosen. Just as with Billy, he begins very slowly and very simply. It isn't to call the girl stupid, just as it hadn't been to insinuate stupidity on Billy's end. It's simply a concept Renne knows all too well that the Multiverse...doesn't....really like.
And telling the Multiverse "Bitch, please" hasn't always worked.

Still, the calm creature chooses his lesson and reverts his voice into the Low-Tongue translations the twins had taught him how to do. It's notably more difficult with English but he hopefully manages with this.

Thee, hear One?

A pause.

Thee, have Feel. In One, this, thee touch. Thee must un-der-stand, what thee Feel, thee Touch. Yes?

Another pause.

To demonstrate, the creature partially Transcends, then seems to lose himself for a moment in what appears to be a very, very fond memory. About two minutes later, he holds something in cupped paws. It...looks....a lot like very shiny, glowing goo of some kind but to touch this is to know euphoria. To touch this strange, starlight-liquid-glow is to know bliss.