Room 507, Tuesday after 2nd period

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia had made sure the space between the beds in room 507 was cleared and set out some pillows and blankets for her and Pippi to sit on, with a stack of books to hold the candles. While she waited for Pippi, she mentally went over the process for meditation again, hoping she'd be able to find Duck and maybe get him to help her help Pippi.

If nothing else, the whole thing was bound to be interesting. . . .

[ooc: locked to strongestgirl, please! That they're meditating is fine for broadcast, but not what they see, obviously. . . .]

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[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

After Heroing class, Pippi got changed and went over to 507.

"Hi."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia looked up from where she was rearranging the candle and cushions for the fifth time. "Hey. You ready?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I guess."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia nodded. "Sit down." She made herself comfortable on one side on the candle and gestured for Pippi to do the same on the other side, then leaned over to light the candle. "You've done the meditation thing before, right?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"A while ago, yeah."

[nadiathesaint]

"So you know the basics. Focus on the candle flame, and try to clear your mind of everything else. Do you know how to get to the spirit plane?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Um... I just opened my eyes and there I was."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia shrugged. "Fair enough. I was thinking we should go there first, so I could find Duck and get him to help us find the right door."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi sat down on a pillow.

"Okay... I don't remember there being doors before, so, I hope I go to the right place."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia shook her head. "The doors aren't the spirit plane. They're . . ." How the hell was she supposed to explain it? "Parts of your mind? Maybe we should hold hands, to make sure we go to the same place,"

Damn, she really should have gotten Blair to help with this.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi nodded, kinda sorta getting it.

"Okay." she said holding out a hand.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia took Pippi's hand in hers, and focused in on the candle flame, and mostly handwavily so we're not here ALL day pulled Pippi with her into her little bit of the spirit plane.

It was the river running through the woods. Upriver was the slope of a mountain. Downriver was the ocean.

Duck stood, mostly human shaped, kind of glaring at Nadia.

"What do you think you're doing, toots? And who's your friend?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Up from the ocean comes saunters a white horse, who turns into a woman with long white hair.

"Very good questions both."

Pippi looks back and forth between the two people.

"Nadia? Is this bad?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia had a feeling that the horse woman must be Pippi's spirit guide. "No idea," she muttered sideways to Pippi, before smiling as brightly as she could at the two guides. "Duck, this is Pippi. She's a friend, and she's having some trouble with something kind of like my dreams so I thought maybe we could help?" She cast a hopeful glance in the horse woman's direction as well. "Please?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Hi." Pippi waved at Duck. "This is... Uh..." Pippi looked at the horse woman, who quirked an eyebrow and waited to see what Pippi would say.

Long white hair, red clothing, horse...

"Dala."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia waved. Duck pursed his lips (which was a nice trick, really, since they were already pretty pursed) and gave Dala a considering look.

"And a lovely Dala she is, but look here, toots, this friend of yours, she ain't my purview, you get it? She ain't duck."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Nice to meet you too." the Horse responded.

"We just need to get to my doors." Pippi offered.

[nadiathesaint]

Duck snorted. "You can do that by yourself."

Nadia crossed her arms. "Yeah, but when we get there, we'll need help to know what to do, remember? Like you helped me?"

Duck rolled his eyes. "Yeah, but I'm tellin' you, toots, she ain't duck. She's fish." He cast a glance at Dala. "Horse-fish."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I am quite a strong swimmer." Pippi nodded.

"That's not what he means." Dala responded. "But he is right about one thing, you don't need his help if you don't want it."

[nadiathesaint]

Duck waggled his eyebrows.

Nadia sighed. "It's up to you, Pippi,"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi looked around at everybody and wasn't entirely sure what it was she was supposed to decide.

"Can we all just go to the doors please?"

[nadiathesaint]

Duck continued waggling his eyebrows, now at Dala. Nadia reached for Pippi's hand again. "We can give it a shot. Picture your mind as a room filled with doors. Or a hallway, if you want. All the thoughts and feelings and strengths and things are behind those doors, nicely sorted out, ready for you to check them out. Then picture all of us there, I guess."

Duck gave Nadia a feathery thumbs up.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Dala Horse is amused by the waggling and quirks an eyebrow of her own in response.

Pippi closes her eyes and the scene around them shifts.

The four of them find themselves on a tropical beach. Stretching out in a row that faces the ocean are a variety of doors standing free in the sand. The weather is slightly overcast but the sun peeks out here and there.

[nadiathesaint]

Duck seems entirely unconcerned by the shift in environment and goes to stand with his feet in the water.

Nadia looked around, a little boggled. "Okay, this works, too . . ." She scanned the doors. "Now we have to figure out which one is your strength. The strength you want to control."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi started walking down the row of doors looking at each one.

Dala Horse followed her a little off to the side.

"You think your strength is out of control?" she asked Pippi as they walked along.

"I think there's got to be a better way to control it." Pippi responded stopping to look at a fully closed door that appeared to be no more then a bunch of sticks lashed together and leaning against a frame. She considered opening it, just a smidge, but shook her head and walked on.