twenty-first phase [ action ]

[walkinthruwalls]

[ Today you'll find one Kitty Pryde in the hallway. If you see her mid-whatever she's doing she's just standing there. She's trying something new out, at least to her it's noticeable anyway.

So what is she doing?

Dropping through ceilings.

Something she doesn't really do much as... landing's trickier. She's done a lot of walking through the walls and a little bit of ceiling/floor work but she wants to practise her landing.

Because if you see her drop through a ceiling on one of her many attempts they're not always that graceful. Think jumping from something high and landing on your feet crouched - it's what she's aiming for anyway.

And failing seven times out of ten. She'll keep going, and bruise herself up a lot as she tries to perfect it. Clearly she needs to work on her center of gravity, eh Brock? ]

[ ooc; feel free to run into her anywhere in the castle provided it's in a hallway. and drag her off to the clinic if need be, some of those landings are tricky ]

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[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

It is there our tales differ, then. We know little of it, of course, for the future is uncertain and ever-changing, even for those with the greatest foresight, but it is said after the end, the Children of Ilúvatar will join in the Second Singing of the Ainur.

[walkinthruwalls]

What happens then?

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

That I cannot say. The first singing occurred with the creation of the world. [Even she's not that old.]

[walkinthruwalls]

Then maybe they'll be a new world?

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

Mayhaps.

[walkinthruwalls]

It might be a good thing?

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

It is quite likely. Regardless, I do not concern myself with it overmuch. I have troubles enough in the present and near future without fretting over that which I cannot change.

[walkinthruwalls]

Would that be the near future here or at home? [ Because saying fretting, troubles and near future in the same sentence doesn't give her hope ]

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[Oh, oops.] I speak of my home; you needn't worry over it.

[walkinthruwalls]

[ Phew ] But something bad's still going to happen. How can you know about it and know that here you can't do anything?

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

I have little choice in the matter. It is but one reason among many I am eager to return home.

[walkinthruwalls]

How bad is it?

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[Pause] The fate of my world hangs in the balance still.

[walkinthruwalls]

Very bad. I hope you get home soon. [ Even as much as she likes having her here ]

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

And you have my thanks for that.