Is Your Love Strong Enough? Part 2 - Personal Interwoven Soulcatchers

[cityship]

Following you awakening and talking with a few of the members through the communication systems by way of the three kind people who had awakened her, Nezaitben realized how the crew was stuck in a terrible mess.

So many of them felt sad and depressed. Considering the entire ship, it wasn't too hard to see why. The next day, there had been an unusual amount of magical flowers spreading all over the ship. Nothing that damaged the controls (she might be naive in the way humanoids were, but Nezaitben was no fool either) but they were found in the most unexpected of places. Her own awakening area was now blooming in a flower paradise, the wooden palace standing proudly on top, the smell and pink cherry blossom strong enough to carry through most of the central city area where most people resided.

Yet the ship was still sad.

This would not do.

That night, or what passed as a night for in the ship, Nezaitben took to the 'sky', letting pieces of her own essence fall on top of the sleeping populace, or those that were not sleeping finding themselves feeling the need too. Enveloping the ship into a peaceful slumber, she searched their dreams. The powers granted to her by the pantheon of gods in her homeworld allowed Nezaitben to weave a series of dreamcatchers giving her the ability to see those whose hearts connected true.

These noble souls would do. Lead by example had always been her philosophy. She would give them a great gift - communication with each other in a single body, allowing them to share everything together. Their two soulcatchers were woven together that night into a single, grand ones, hanging in the garden's trees.

A few minutes later, the empty husks of the bodies that weren't being used showed up at her palace. With a smile, she welcomed them like her own children and began to dress them for their task.

That morning, some of the crewmen would wake up to a strange surprise...and that would just be the beginning of a long, strange misunderstanding and young gods trying too much to please everyone.

[OOC - Just a few rules. Keep in mind the listed rules. You can all start your own threads of waking up in the bodies of others. If you feel like leaving a 2nd post for other people to intact with them, start a reply to your own first post with OPEN header. That way everyone else will know where to post and if you don't feel like having an open interaction post right away, you won't have to!

There will also be another post for all the soulless characters to go around spreading joy and love, so look forward to that too!]

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Morgan and Sumeragi

[morganknight]

Morgan had been on the way back from Hydroponics! Honest! He would have been sensibly in bed if he'd just had a few minutes more....

But he hadn't, and that was probably for the best. Although he was a little sore from having crashed out under some alien tree, he was fully-clothed.

And frowning as he got to his feet. The Akashic was highly in-tune with his body, mind, and general place in the universe. Something seemed off this morning.

[indeliblepast]

When Sumeragi opened her eyes, she could tell right away something was off. She'd gone to sleep on the Ptolemy, and even if she had been inclined to sleepwalking - well, this was a bit far. Then her body moved without her thinking about it, and that was weird.

"What-" She cut off abruptly. That wasn't her voice. It sounded almost like.... Morgan?

[morganknight]

That sent him into sudden, confused coughing; he'd reflexively tried not to speak in response to her command to do so, which had jammed up things quite nicely.

Frowning, he rolled his shoulders, then his neck, trying to feel what exactly was off. Morgan was a man of lifelong discipline and exercise, so those movements all carried a strength and fluid precision that was perfectly familiar to him, but...

[indeliblepast]

Her body moved again without her concious thought - and there was a strength in those muscles that felt unfamiliar to her. She tried to look down, to make sure nothing had happened to her while she was asleep.

[morganknight]

And then his head started tipping forward completely out of the blue! He reacted instinctively, trying to straighten it up, but all that did was put his muscles against themselves.

"Ow!" He slapped his hand to his neck at the spike of pain, frowning.

[indeliblepast]

Fuck, that hurt. "Ow!"

And that most definitely didn't sound like her. Had someone spiked one of her drinks with something weird? Or was this...

"Fucking ship."

[morganknight]

Okay. Everything else that had happened thus far could have been plausibly explainable as muscle cramps or having a bad morning or SOMEthing. But saying words he'd never intended to, that had no origination from within himself? Hearing thoughts about spiking a drink and his voice not sounding like her?

He shut his eyes and, without any other external parallel that could be disrupted, opened his mind. So apparently I have a visitor.

[indeliblepast]

That... thought-voice made her stop, suddenly. She hadn't thought that. And there was a certain feel to it that reminded her of someone.

"...Morgan?" She wasn't sure if she spoke aloud or purely in thought.

[morganknight]

The one and only. He was most accustomed to speaking in thoughts than most, and didn't feel like fighting -- fighting her, it was definitely a female personality -- for control of his voice. That'd just do bad things to his body.

[indeliblepast]

And that was definitely Morgan's voice, and god, that was weird.

"...Why am I in you?" Belatedly, she realized how... awkward that sounded.

[morganknight]

Believe me, I don't know. This sort of thing was not unheard of, but what on Earth could have caused it here and now? Whatever it is... you seem to have a pretty good grip in there if you can control my body.

[indeliblepast]

"I thought it was my body!" She could move it like it was her own, anyway. When they weren't fighting for control, it seemed.

"...This is so weird."

[morganknight]

I'd think there were a couple of things missing and one or three things present that should have hinted otherwise, he said, and hopefully she wasn't intent on holding on facial expression, because he tried to smile after that.

Seriously, this is -- we had better figure out if your body is somewhere around here.

[indeliblepast]

She tried to let go some control of the body - Morgan's body - and think rather than speak.

Waking up somewhere I didn't go to bed kind of distracted to me. I was on the ship when I went to sleep.

[morganknight]

If you hadn't been, I would be alarmed.

He eased himself carefully back into control, careful so as not to cause her -- them -- pain. Where was it?

[indeliblepast]

The ship. After a moment, she realized it probably wasn't entirely obvious which one she meant. The Ptolemy. My quarters there.

[morganknight]

Well. Better hurry.

He began to move and promptly stumbled. That shocked him more than words could say (though she could feel it). It had been ages since he'd had so little control over his own body.

[indeliblepast]

She felt Morgan's shock overlaid on her own surprise. It seemed like having two people in control of one body didn't work particularly well. She tried to pull herself in, to let him move without her stopping him - but how well it was going to work, she didn't know.

[morganknight]

He felt that, took another step -- and though he didn't quite stumble this time, it was a close thing.

All right. This isn't working. He paused for a moment. I suppose this is kind of a loaded question, but are you willing to share my mind a little as well as my body?

[indeliblepast]

There was a moment of hesitation there before she answered, her uncertainty resonating in a way she couldn't hide, right now.

...What would that mean, exactly?

[morganknight]

It means I'm going to open myself to you a bit deeper so you can read my nonconscious impulses. Like movement, primarily. Unless the two of us can move the body in concert we're not going to get anywhere.

Face down on the floor was technically movement but didn't count.

[indeliblepast]

She relaxed. If it was one way, that was less of a problem for her, then.

Okay.

[morganknight]

He did just as he said. In a moment of concentration, the distinction between "his mind" and "her mind" decreased dramatically.

It wasn't quite as straightforward as he'd advertised, in large part because it made his thoughts emotions that much more open to her. He had nothing to hide from his own perspective, but his emotions were a flood of worry, concern, alarm, and a small part of just being intrigued. If he had to get stuck with someone in his head, well, he could have done worse.

On the other hand, now she COULD read his impending movements like her own.

[indeliblepast]

The sudden overwhelming rush of feeling that wasn't hers was frankly, a little terrifying, and it took her a moment to separate herself from Morgan. Once she could grip what thoughts were her own, though, she could feel the call to motion, and could move with it, instead of sending them toppling over.

The Hangar.

[morganknight]

I know what I'm doing, he said as soothingly as he could. I've done this before. Though he couldn't think of a time he'd done it outside of lovemaking, he thought to himself in an undertone that he didn't realize she could hear, but that didn't mean it wasn't safe. Probably just the opposite!

So they, his body, began moving forward at a pace that frankly looked bizarre to anyone who knew Morgan well enough to see how far less fluid it was than normal. But progress was progress!