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Just wait till you see Marco morph again, Celena. It might have gone one way this time, but morphing tended to be completely random - next time, he'd probably change in an entirely different way.

<Stacy keeps you small? Huh. I would have thought she'd want you bigger. You know, considering that the whole point of her picking us up was to get us to fight the Ohm. You'd do a lot more damage a full size,> Marco said, thinking. Had Stacy manipulated Celena's own DNA? She'd have had to, for Marco to be affected by the same change. Unless she was keeping both of them smaller some other way. Marco wasn't sure which of those options was preferable - neither of them were particularly appealing, and the indicated just how much control Stacy had over their lives.

Swinging his tail round so that it hovered just in front of his nose, Marco peered at the markings. <What, so they change according to your personality? Well, there goes any hopes that I could pass myself off as the real giant flying casino,> Marco said, his thought-speak full of cheek. He'd never had any intention of pretending to be Celena.

He titled his head slightly, considering something that had just occurred to him. <Wonder if that means they'd change if you ever got infested by a Yeerk...?> he added, more to himself than to Celena. Although the idea of Celena being infested was a seriously scary one. But if her marks changed if she got infested, then at least everyone else would know that she wasn't herself anymore...

Celena would indeed be quite interested to see that particular facet of the morphing.

"Indeed, perhaps, though if I was at my full size at all times, it would have made navigating the ship itself somewhat more difficult," Celena looked down to the ring on one of her forepaws before looking back to Marco, "I myself had no ability to change my shape or size on my release aboard ship, indeed, I would have taken even a greater amount of room in the pod caverns," She let her mind linger on the thought before shaking her head. Touching the ring before speaking aloud two words, "Polymorph, Mebghail" her form shifting in the space of a moment to that of a red haired elf, "A gift from Aibghalien," she explained simply.

Celena shook her head with some amusement at his cheek, "Indeed, they are individual for each personality or consciousness," she replied before tilting her head thoughtfully, "It would depend on the extent of control such a Yeerk would have, but I would wager there would be a notable difference, perhaps not as striking as the change in your markings, as my consciousness would still be present," she commented thoughtfully as she walked around him once more in her elven form, it was different to see the size difference from the other side of things.

Marco blinked, not expecting such a sudden and drastic change. For a moment he felt somewhat jealous (he couldn't change so quickly or easily, dammit). There was more important things to do than sulk about not being able to change shape in an instant like that - like teasing Celena for the thing she had going on with Aibghalien. <Aah, a gift,> he said, amused. <One that turns you into an elf, just like the Elf-man. I'm sure he didn't have any kind of ulterior motive for that one.>

He flexed his wings a little. What would it be like, flying in this form? It was a whole different shape to a birds, not to mention bigger. Seriously bigger. <Unless they decide to give release it, Yeerks have total control,> he said.

Aibghalien's magic did have an advantage in that respect of things, compared to the slow process, though one that was more detectable than the rather thorough transformation Marco's abilities involved.

Celena rose an eyebrow with some amusement at Marco's comments, "Just as he has one of his own that does the opposite, one that allows him to take on the form of a dragon similar to myself," she couldn't help but smile at the thought before looking up to Marco, if there were ulterior motives, they were ulterior motives shared.

He had her attention once more as he flexed those large wings of his, he knew well what she herself could do with those wings. "Indeed, then a substantial change would likely be noted, particularly if their control gave them access to the energies,"

<What, did he make that one for when the two of you get bored?> Marco said, snorting (a largely inelegant gesture. Marco might have morphed Celena, but he certainly didn't move like her).

<Lucky you,> he said dryly. <If you ever got infested, at least people would realise what had happened. Not that I'd want to see you infested in the first place.> He flexed his wings again, peering down at Celena's elfen form. <Okay, I don't know why you decided to get all elvish, but there is no way I am not trying out these wings of yours. You going to come, or are you going to just sit around and moon over your boyfriend for a while?>

Celena shook her head with an amused chuckle, "Indeed not, he made it at the same time so that we could share time in either of our forms, I do believe he enjoys flight in that form as well,"

"Indeed, one can hope it would not come to that, but in the event it is something of a relief to know," she commented with a dip of her head before peering up to him, "Merely to get a different view on the matter. Oh? and miss a chance of flight? I am very much interested to see just how well you can fly in my form," and besides who's to say she can't do both?

<Hey, who wouldn't like flying?> Marco taking, taking a break from teasing Celena for a moment. Flying was definitely one of the coolest parts of morphing, hands down.

Keeping a careful eye on exactly where his tail and wings were (Celena was pretty big, and he didn't want to accidentally knock anything over while he was still getting the hang of the morph), Marco headed back out to the landing pad. <I might not be able to do all your fancy showgirl moves, Vegas, but you've still got a whole bunch of instincts that tell you how to fly. I'm not going to go and fall out of the sky. Unless your flying instincts suck, in which case I am totally blaming you.>

"A fair point indeed, I loved it from the moment my wings could carry me," Celena replied as she cast a grin across to him, it was true after all.

Giving him a moment and enough space she followed him back out to the landing pad, chuckling at his comment, "My instincts are perfectly fine thank you, I'm sure if Aibghalien's polymorph can pick up enough to fly I'm sure you're morphing shall," she replied with an amused grin, sweeping an arm out across the landing pad "After you,"

<That polymorph thing comes with instincts?> Marco wondered aloud. (Well. not strictly speaking aloud.) But he wasn't really that concerned about getting an answer - instead he was extending his wings, preparing to take off. And Celena was right about one thing - her instincts were fine. The dragon knew exactly the right movements needed in order to get into the air, and so with a beat of his wings Marco launched into the sky.

<Hah!> he cried, exuberant. Sure, he'd flown plenty of times before - but it never really stopped being fun. And flying when he was a creature of this size was definitely a new thrill.

Of course, Marco was still careful - he kept to simple maneuvers, just gliding around and keeping airborne as he got used to the new morph.

"In a sense indeed, they allow the recipient of the spell the natural knowledge of the workings of the form they take on, as far as I can tell at least," she replied thoughtfully even as she watched on as he readied himself for take off.

Celena couldn't help but grin at the sight and sense of his exuberance on take off. She watched on for a moment as he flew about, getting a hold on her form even as she began to walk towards the end of the landing ramp, speeding up to a run before leaping off the end even as she spoke the command words to the ring, her form changing even as she dove off the edge, wings snapping open and swooping right on up past him. What could she say, she liked to show off from time to time when it came to flight.

So that 'spell' or whatever basically gave instincts as well. Marco made a quick mental note of that for later, before getting back to flying.

<Oh, sure, show off in front of the new dragon won't you?> Marco said with a roll of his eyes. He glided around in circles, just letting the dragon's instincts control the flight. Strictly speaking, while the body mass was all different, it wasn't too different from flying as a bird.

Celena chuckled with amusement at his comment, tilting her wings to follow his circle, "What can I say? I can't help myself," she called back in reply as she winged her way a bit higher, "You're doing well so far,"

<Hey, I have flown before,> Marco pointed out, as he climbed upwards, wondering if maybe he could try a dive. <Sure, normally I'm a lot smaller and I don't have scales when I go flying, but hey. A wing's a wing.>

"If you hadn't we wouldn't have met today," She replied with a shake of her head as she climbed in turn, "The skill still seems to have transferred well enough so far, planning on something a little more complex I take it?" She comments with an amused glance across to him before casting her gaze to the city below, tracking a good path for a dive right between the buildings below as she waited to see just what he would do.

Marco wasn't going to aim a dive in-between the buildings themselves - he wasn't that much of a risk taker - but he was going to aim to pull up right above them. <You guys can do dives too, right?> he said, finally reaching the top of his climb. Without giving Celena a moment to answer, he folded his wings, plummeting down towards the City below.

"I wouldn't be much of a cavern diver if we couldn't," She called after him even as she tucked her own wings in and dove after him, she always loved the thrill of air whipping past her form, the ground rushing up to meet her. She kept her dive far enough from him so as not to disturb or startle, while aiming for just the right spot between buildings.

Yelling exuberantly in thought speak, Marco plunged downwards. When he was about ten feet above the buildings he extended his wings, pulling sharply out of the dive and gliding over the rooftops.

Celena couldn't help but chuckle at his exuberance, giving something of an exuberant roar even as she dove right between the buildings, pulling up sharply not thirty feet from the streets before arcing her course up and back toward roof level.

Marco snorted. She was still a show off. He banked to the side, spinning once as he climbed up higher in the air. He glided lazily in circles, apparently happy to just fly now rather than trying any fancy tricks.

He looked down on Celena, thinking. This morph was definitely one they could use. Not for infiltration, or anything that needed subtlety - he doubted that he'd ever be able to hide like Celena herself could, not without the years of learning that must have gone into that - but this was a morph that could fight, and fly. Tobias might fight as a red-tailed hawk, but he was always limited to the odd surprise strike and keeping an eye out for the rest of them. Celena had firepower.

If Celena agreed to it, Marco was pretty damn certain the others would want to acquire her as well. But would she go for it?

<Hey, you do know that I'm not the only one that can morph, right?> he said, cautious. He'd be careful about mentioning exactly how many of them there were for now, but he knew Celena would have to at least know about Rachel.

When it came to flying it was hard for her not to show off. Beating her wings and drawing higher back above the rooftops to draw up alongside Marco once more. Easily gliding along with him as she watched him with some interest.

"Indeed, Rachel at the least, though I suspect she is not the only other," she replied with an interested glance across to Marco, she had a fair idea of just why he had brought it up, though she thought to confirm, "What did you have in mind?"

Celena pondered that comment for a moment, turning it over in her head, it was true her form was far from weak, indeed she could hold her own against many opponents. "Such a form would indeed provide an advantage in combat, or indeed aid in the extraction of individuals should it be required,"

"It is a possibility, I would wish to meet those who you propose to acquire my form, I will not have my form misused after all,"

Made sense, although Marco was vaguely amused that Celena had apparently decided that he was trustworthy enough, even after he'd spied on her for a few weeks.

<I'll need to see what the others think,> he said, not willing to answer for the others yet.

She had reason enough to allow Marco the chance to acquire her, she knew well the ways of spying on both ends of it, she didn't hold the spying against him. After all his spying had most likely been at Kang's behest.

"Once you have spoken to them, let me know and we shall see where things go from there," she replied easily, if she could meet and get to know who she was to allow to take on her form she would have a better idea of who might use it to the good of all or misuse it. Marco she could deal with, after all without training in the use of her energies she was confident she could easily restrain him should he attempt to misuse her form.

<Sure,> he said, already starting to think ahead. He was pretty sure they'd be having a meeting soon, to try and get everyone caught up. He could bring up Celena then.

Speaking of the others - it was time he got back home. <Anyway, I gotta head back. Thanks for the scales, Vegas.>

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curiousredsoul - 2011-07-17 03:10 (UTC) - Expand