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.

[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]

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.

[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?"

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Eeee, Bee do goo-d."

Then a nod as his chin comes to rest for a minute on the Human's shoulder. With the trances, he'd returned to the quick healer he'd known himself to be but even that isn't instantaneous. Still, it's a far cry better than that time he'd gone without such an ability -- Those years were harrowing enough.

"Ahl-mos' done naow." Chirp.

[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.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Eee..."

At first, there's a moment of squeaks that could easily be translated as bashful stuttering. With the coming of a tiny, blush-enhanced smile though, he manages a reply.

"Rrr-enne say than-k yeu."

[morphitudinous]

A human hand slips up to pat Renne's head. "I'm glad. Just take it easy, all right?"

Billy gives him a questioning look. "I don't think Zordon would want you to wear yourself out. If you see him, he'll know how much you care. We've discussed this."

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

"Was it some sort of hymn?" She sang in the church choir, once upon a time in a life that's long since left her.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Is fohrrr to worrr-ship. ...Him?"

Oh yeah. New word!

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Eee, Bee do same?"

That earns an ear-twitching and a slightly teal-overlaid blush.

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

"Hymn," she says, pronouncing the n out loud despite its inaccuracy. "Himno, in my language. It's a type of song you sing to worship. It has a similar feel."

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Ooooh. Who yeu do worrr-ship?"

He hopes this isn't too forward -- religion is a fascinating subject in his mind.

[morphitudinous]

"I will. I've made it relatively certain that my shielding won't cause problems like that again, and my regular work doesn't require too much effort."

Billy reacts with a laugh. "I'm serious. If you ever meet him, you'll see."

He sits next to Renne. "So...what else have you been thinking about lately?"

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Rrrr-enne noh kno-w wha-t Rrrr-enne do if he come."

Chirp. In a moment of silence, his expression deepens a little -- Yes, he'd thought about a lot lately. He'd thought about how far a pair of Humans had come in his misanthropic perspective, how far he'd come. How close to possible redemption, compared to the desolate hell of a few years ago.

As his skin gives a brief flash of indigo, he straightens up. The ears come forward. His expression is most certainly serious.

[morphitudinous]

"All you'd have to do is say hello. I'd make sure nothing happens to you," Billy promises, hoping to reassure.

That turns into confusion when he senses a change in Renne's emotions. What's happening now?

"What is it?" Billy turns to Renne, feeling puzzled.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

For a moment, that blush returns on his face, with a bashful smile. However, at Billy's question, Renne's reply is low voiced.
He speaks softly in places he considers holy, yes, but there's another reason for that.

"Rrrr-enne wahn-t sho-w Bee."

[morphitudinous]

Billy's voice deepens as the understanding of how serious this is breaks over him.

"What do you want to show me?"

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

"God. The Christian God, that is. Seems kind of rude of us to steal the noun from everyone else."

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Rrrr-enne do thin-k...'Lots. Rrrr-enne noh be Goo-d, noh be prrret-ty, but th-is be."

Without another word, he offers his hand in that three-fingered pose.