trans_9 | An Appreciation for Art (Open)

Selene was used to weird. After a year of what she had thought of 'extremely lucid dreaming,' she had started to become accepting of most things. It'd be why she thought she might have had a mental problem when she had problems with college when, as she'd later find out, she left her body at home. It probably also helped her when her doctor posed the idea she was leaving her body. After another five years of wandering other dreams, her definition of what was 'weird' was hard to reach.

Not even Stacy was weird to her. The tentacle stuff was creepy, but again, something rather common. The suit was new and it took a bit to adjust to that, but not what she thought was long enough for a 'normal person.' Which she was posing to be. She didn't know what was going on for sure and having this ship being an ORGANIC ship, she couldn't get through the walls. She didn't know why she could go through tech, go through living people, but when it's combined into an organic machine, she can't get through. Probably something with it's mental frequency being like that. She'd tried it a few times, but it was a no go.

So she'd explore the ship she could go to first, alternating between reality and the dreams of the pod sleepers. At least she was pretty sure it was their dreams. It was a bit hard to determine where she ended up relatively as her body was always moving with the ship.

She did find this place though. The art hall. The statues would have been disturbing if she was easily disturbed. Instead, she just found them interesting and was quite happy to study them. Then there was this one.

A statue that was always shifting. If first caught her attention because it had changed to a shape she had seen in one of the dreams. It wasn't anyone on the crew, at least as far as she knew, but it had been a rather unique scenario, some wearing what looked like boxers on their head and attacking with a huge sword to what looked like a humanoid cat. She only saw it in one dream, upon the ship, and that's what caught her attention.

So she came back when she was awake again, watching it with interest. "I wonder if it shows things from the minds of the people on board, or if that was just a fluke?" She muttered.

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Bella's wandering through the art hall, as she does from time to time. She's been checking it again and again since the time one of the statues turned into something that she was very, very sure was her pack's metis during their Rite of Passage. How many nine foot tall wolf men with antlers were there, and how many fomori zombies could look exactly like the one One-Crow destroyed anyway?

She hesitates when she notices Selene, scent rapidly identifying her as a relative stranger to Bella. New crew.

"Hello," she says, a little hesitantly. Bella's learning this "polite" thing.

Selene looked over, pausing for a moment before she smiled politely. A talking animal? Almost to be expected at this point. Not to mention it was common enough in dreams she only had the briefest of pauses around them anymore without it being deliberate. "Hey," she said. "You came to see the art too?"

"Come to see the art?" Bella makes a snorting noise. "No, no. I come to check. See if it is showing things that I know. It has done it before," she says.

"I also make sure there are no enemies hiding here. Sometimes they are clever."

Bella honestly would like it if she found something dangerous on her own and brought it down. It would surely be glorious.

"I was wondering if that's what this does," Selene said, pointing to the statue. "I thought I saw something I recognized, but it changed too fast."

She looked around. "No one else, but us from what I've seen. And personally, I wouldn't want to fight half of the people I've seen here, including whatever variation of a talking wolf being like yourself," she added, looking at Bella. "I'm Selene, by the way." She didn't know if it was because the wolf was normally human, a demon, or whatever the hundreds of reasons there seem to be for a how and a why a wolf would talk.

"Oh, did you?" Bella flicks an ear. "It has happened to me once. I saw a member of my pack." Bella misses her pack, very very much.

"No, you wouldn't like to fight me I think," she adds helpfully. "This one is Bella. Cliath, Ahroun of the Get of Fenris," Bella explains. This clearly means something to her, and she's proud of it. "I am a warrior."

"Yes, but I can't be sure. I'm hoping to see if there's something else I'll recognize that will appear so I can be sure," Selene said. "Though it sounds like it may be true that it shows stuff about the people on board. Maybe all these ones with people we don't recognize are the pod sleepers?"

"I'm afraid I have no idea what any of those titles mean besides Bella being your name and your a warrior. They sound cool though," Selene said. "I'm sure you earned whatever rank they are." She sounded proud, so they had to be good.

"Maybe," Bella admits. She doesn't really know, the prospect of her pack being here is comforting. Though the other Garou are nice enough, they're not hers.

"Cliath is the first rank. It means that I passed my Rite of Passage. My tribe is the Get of Fenris. We are the mightiest of Gaia's warriors! There are other Garou here too, I have met them. Two Bone Gnawers, and a Red Talon."

"So you're from another world than me, it seems. I'm from an Earth," Selene commented. "Congratulations on passing the Rite of Passage. So the only word I don't know is Ahroun."

"I am also from an Earth. There is only supposed to be one. This is confusing," says Bella. She doesn't like this "other worlds" thing much, it's not as simple as she's used to.

"Thankyou. My pack did very well," she perks up a bit at the praise, though Selene knows nothing of the Rite. It doesn't trouble Bella much.

"Ahroun is the word for warrior," she adds. "It is what I am."

"Oh. So is Gaia just another name for Earth you use commonly?" Selene asked. "And it is a bit. I'm just applying TV or what I've heard about Superheroes logic." Well, what she had experienced as a superhero.

Nemesis even said there was another alternate dimension her that had her powers temporarily.

"Glad to hear it. So, your people are wolves who are sentient in thought?" Selene asked. "That's pretty cool. And a bit intimidating." Or she thought it might be. After all, wolves were scary when they ran on instinct.

"Ah, okay. I get it," she said with a nod.

"Gaia is the mother. She is... she is not the ground we walk on but she is in it," says Bella, trying to explain. Spirits are complicated, and Bella's no Theurge. She's an Ahroun. A warrior, not a mystic. And on top of that she's more than a bit of a newbie by werewolf standards, and she's a Lupus. Abstract concepts are hard on her.

"I am Garou. Not wolf. Not man. Garou. Both at once," she says.

Selene thought about that for a minute before she nodded. "So she's the spirit of the planet, right?"

She looked a bit more confused at that. "Well, you're sentient, but is that really all that makes you like man?" She asked. That seemed just a bit egostical of the humans of that world.

An Appreciation for Art (Open)

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