Paths of Redemption

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

Title: Paths of Redemption
Location: Stacy; The Command Center




Recovery had been slower than he'd liked but it had come. Having gone through the Trances more than once, Renne had been able to mend most of the damage to his body and keep a watch on his Lifestone. With the thing entrusted to Jamie, questions had risen in his mind -- How would it react? What would it do?

The questions had turned seamlessly into thoughts of his Bondeds.

A song had begun to take shape in his head and he crawled, then slowly walked without really thinking of which route he was following until he'd reached the place. And he hadn't dared go too close to the building that to him, was the holiest of them all.


Thus, on his knees he now sits with both paws raised in the air, his head bowed and his voice singing a soft song of worship to a trapped wizard he sees as a god.

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[vissernone.livejournal.com]

For a few moments, Eva just listens. Given her own inclinations towards making noise, she knows better than to just interrupt, especially when the song seems so spiritual. Finally, figuring it's probably rude to listen in but reluctant to interrupt, she takes a few loud steps, announcing her presence in case Renne hasn't already noticed she's there.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

The song isn't terribly long but neither is it terribly short -- with making use of his entire vocal complex, it isn't one he sings often. When the final measures of the five-part harmony die away, Renne's ears give a flick-twitch at the sound of footsteps.

Unfamiliar footsteps.

And immediately, out comes a squeak from his mouth and a glowbug-blue blush adorns his face.

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

"It's me, Renne. Eva." She should have spoken, she realizes. She worries that she frightened him.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Eee. Hell-loww."

He's still blushing like mad here, but then, no one aside from Billy had ever seen him worship anything. Let alone at this building.

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

"Your singing was lovely." Unlike anything she's heard, but enthralling.

[morphitudinous]

Not for the first time, Billy wondered how Zordon would react to Renne's worship of him. A benevolent laugh and request not to over-glorify him would Billy's first guess, but it had been so long that he couldn't be quite sure he remembered entirely accurately anymore.

When the song seemed to reach an acceptable place to break in, Billy set down his workout bag and approached. He had good news and some general inquiries to share.

"Did you get the stone back?"

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Eee?"

Timing's about right actually, for as the final chord dies away, Renne ends up blushing. Still, at least Bee is familiar and after completing one last bow, the oddity turns to crawl to the Human. Shouldn't be surprising but a nuzzle's coming your way, Billy.

As for his question, Renne gives a nod; that spot on his chest glowing nicely.

[morphitudinous]

Billy opens his arms, happy to indulge Renne once more.

"And Katara taught me how to shield myself, so I think we're free from the troubles from the last battle for a while."

That had been an interesting process. He just wished he could've learned sooner.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Eeee, Bee do goo-d!"

Of that, he's sure. As sure as he knows that somewhere on a planet, its sun will still rise. Of course, the nuzzle seamlessly turns into an unashamed embrace.

"Bee is noh hurrr-ted naow?"

He means that in more than just the physical sense.

[morphitudinous]

Billy nods, returning the hug fully. "No, it's all right now. After that, I trained for a while to test my ability to maintain my shield under extreme amounts of stress. It's easier to keep it up once it's spinning, but I still need to be more careful."

Katara and Renne had both said it was impressive that he caught up like that, yes, but he wondered if there was anything else he needed to do---to not have to catch up later.

"And you're fully recovered?"

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Kate stepped in, thinking it would be quiet for some practice. There was still a lot to figure out with being a Ranger now.

The music surprised her though, and she paused to listen. It was pretty, and made her wish she had her cello like instrument with her to accompany the song.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

It's relatively unlikely he'd admit to worshipping Zordon as a god without blushing furiously. Still, as his Song comes to an end on a five-part harmony (How his throat does that is strange to say the least), he recognises the sound of footsteps.

Unfamiliar footsteps, so when he turns 'round to match the sound, he's left with both ears curiously perked. And his face blushing somewhere between cyan and sky blue.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Kate only knew of Zordon from Billy's talks, so she still wasn't sure what to really think of him yet. Other than maybe thanks for accepting her.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. I could come back a little later?"

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Eee?"

Curiosity. It flashes across his skin in a bluish-teal stripe. Big ears twitch forward and his nose sniffs the air. He hasn't a clue who this is, so curiosity wars heartily against the embarrassed fear that he might've defiled something.

"Is Rrrr-enne. Who yeu is?"

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"I'm Kate. I've seen you around, good with healing right? Is Billy around? I thought the place was empty."

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

Katara had been curious about the Command Center after talking to Billy, so she finally ventured forth to find the place herself. It had taken her a little while, and she'd gotten lost a few times, but finally she felt something familiar: Renne.

In an instant, she had an idea that he might be here, that he might have his own reason for visiting the place where Billy had gathered with his own team. Still, she wasn't quite sure what Renne was doing yet, careful to be quiet so as not to disturb him.

But whatever he was singing...it was like he was praying to something, like she could feel it coming out of the air. She watched, mesmerized for the moment.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

It is a prayer, in fact. Strange as it is, he worships here. Singing as best as he knows how, he offers up a song of adoration, of reverence and of thanks to an entity he sees as indeed, a god. A very real god and while not yet present (doubtful as he is that he'd ever meet), a god nonetheless.

As the final chords die off, his face turns to that blushing shade for perhaps the third time in a day.

"Eee?"

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

And Katara realized, without really thinking about it, that what Renne is doing is captivating her in the way that Matt's singing or Kate's violin playing did, but in a different way. She started to just listen quietly now, her hands wringing around each other. It was a song that was quiet and solemn but endearing and honest, as if Renne were singing out his soul. She sat quietly, swaying gently to Renne's sound.

She starts a little from her trance when he stopped,then emerged, turning a little red herself. How long had she sat listening?

"It's OK Renne, its just me," she piped up.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Eeee, Tarrr-Tarrr!"

The moment of blushing embarrassment is still there but how can he resist scurrying over and pouncing the girl? He can't resist that, so yes. Incoming pounce coupled with a nuzzling embrace.

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

Katara felt better instantly at the way he addressed her and she cuddled him close, smiling and laughing. It was amazing how her Bonded could make her feel solemn at one point and feel overwhelming joy the next.

"Renne!" she exclaimed, laughing as the blue imp tackled her. "I'm sorry to startle you! Actually, I owe you: I wanted to find the Command Center and I found it because of you. If you don;t mind me asking, why were you singing?"

[bonnypiperlad]

It had been too long since Jamie had gone exploring, and since he still wasn't all that familiar with the Command Center, it seemed to make sense to him that a little quiet exploration might be in order. With his own torch, this time.

He's surprised to hear the soft singing, and although it takes him a little bit to find its source, he does eventually come across Renne.

"Renne? What are ye doing?"

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

Although a little jolted by the unexpected voice, the eerie song doesn't waver. It's one of those haunting, hymn-like sounds even with the surely alien tone and layers of harmony. Only when the song fades to a nearly-echoing conclusion does Renne turn 'round to meet the voice.

....And blush. Profusely.

"Djay-Djay?"

[bonnypiperlad]

It would have done the song a disservice if he had managed to interrupt it, and Jamie's glad he actually didn't startle him too badly. Part of him wonders if there's any part of it that would translate to the pipes. Some of that eerie quality could work well, if he could manage it.

However, Renne still hasn't actually answered his question...and the wee blue critter seems to be blushing to boot. Up go Jamie's eyebrows. "Aye, it's me. Why are ye singing?"

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

Alas, that blush only intensifies and his ears flop down just a bit in a facial expression that had once been deemed "blushing puppy". Squeaking hesitantly, Renne's voice is a bit low when he replies.

"Is fohrrr Worrrr-ship."

[bonnypiperlad]

"Hey?" It might not be too surprising that this manages to confuse Jamie. After all, they're at the Command Center, not the Vatican or one of the many other temples that are currently in the City.

"Worship what?"