Settings: Teela's Mind- Still
Time: Unknown- still
"Yes, things will indeed... be easier." Teela sounded sure, though her eyes reflected no such certainty. She felt haunted now- and by herself. Without Kamek here, she surely would have long since perished. He seemed so amazed by everything here- she thought it was all horrible.
"Teela, do you remember how you ended up like this?" Kamek seemed to be persisting. He half-expected Teela to say yes.
"You mean here? Yeah, I do believe it's something about my powers, that's what you claimed." She spoke as though she were twenty and not thirteen, she spoke as though she were old and decrepit, she spoke as though she were not her age. It, once again, had taken Kamek by surprise. His old weapon dealer's daughter was a daughter he'd like to have. "Kamek?"
"Sorry, just thinking." What had caused this young child to have gained so much wisdom -was it wisdom?- in such a short time? What had given her this frustrated appeal in which was enlaced the happiness of just living? Kamek seemed complicated within himself as he looked to Teela. She seemed strong, sturdy even, as he could feel the very readiness for anything radiating from her.
"Well... I do know we've gotten through this door, and there are the others."
"Teela, I don't believe it's that simple. You may have power now, but I've got a feeling..."
"That it's more than it is? Maybe you're supposed to think that," Teela corrected as she gave Kamek a more than knowing look. It almost scared him- she did look older, stronger. He thought it odd.
"All right then, what do you suggest?" And now he was taking the back seat. She wants to drive, then I may as well let her if she seems as though she knows what to do.
"We've apparently unlocked my memories. I'm me, of course, but I had some of me before. What did you say about my mind?"
"Your very imagination seems closely in contact. You can make things real here, though that'd certainly be something if you could do that... in reality." Kamek thought for a moment as Teela nodded.
"Kamek, I just want to get out of here. I just want to find out why I'm like this and get out. I don't belong in here, you see? I mean... this is my mind, but I don't belong IN it... I belong in... I dunno... Control... I shouldn't be able to do this."
"You do understand that those who walk the minds of others have trained themselves to walk out of their own minds?"
"I've heard that oh so long ago... but I never quite believed it." She sure did change expressions often, Kamek took note, from one of knowing to one of skeptism, all in a matter of seconds. "What are you getting at?"
"Maybe you're developing the ability-"
"HAHAHA... Yeah... me... psychic?"
"Not quite, just... Meh, no.. you wouldn't be suffering physical damage to yourself if it were mental powers growing... It's definitely something causing your body to deteriorate in some way or another."
" ... Perhaps... I don't... Wait a minute... If it were physical pain, and my mind is as well changed... I've deteriorated in both?" Teela thought for a mere moment as she looked up to Kamek, looking into his crinkled face and unreadable eyes.
"Earlier, I believied that if I found your memories, you would be sure of something, as would I. Teela, you're telling me you cannot venture, you yourself, Teela, into the shadows of your own mind? We're here... surely for a reason. You must surely have a purpose for being here, the very... Your very mind knows something you do not... the shadows Teela, perhaps... that door is not the link to your very soul."
"A reasonable proposition-"
"Please act... Teela, act your age. You are rather frightening; you could be my age... Why does it seem that every moment you seem to be growing older?"
"I do not know, Kamek, I merely am trying to express myself in words and thus I use the method that sounds the most appropriate, nicely even. I'll be a bit simpler if you'd like it so."
"Well... I don't know, Teela, let's just leave this room." Kamek then turned as Teela looked around for another moment. She took note that nothing moved now, but as well took note that she really didn't want it to. This place had a feeling of resting, no longer flaring with contempt. It was all settled, Teela figured, as Kamek stood at the door.
"I don't know if I'm going to get shocked or something." His tone was rather placid as Teela grinned shyly, almost foolishly. She then approached the door, daringly placing one full paw upon the handle. It glowed within the shadows, she took note, as she turned it then wrecklessly. She tore out as Kamek followed in a bit of a more organized manner.
"They're broken." Teela was right next to the large door. The others were still filled with the red, though it seemed less, energy. The door they'd just come out of now was simple once more, just a plain pattern of wood. "The hinges on this... really gargauntuous door are broken. There is only one.. out of three?"
"Yes, yes... they shouldn't be broken. I originally thought, that... And it was foolish to believe it on first thought, as nothing in your head is right on the first hit. That I've now learned the hard way."
"You needn't know my head, I suppose. If I don't, why should you?"
"You are once more correct. But again, I'm sorry for believing-"
"You're doing it again. We're not sure... if we break that light, what will be behind that door? We don't know for sure, Kamek!"
"But I am sure, Teela, I am oh so sure... I just... well... I don't know. Your very mind works like a big mystery, a big Illusion! And truthfully, what else can it be? Your mind isn't... built in other ways. All minds are different, but contain the same build, really. This is supposed to be... the door to your very soul. It's in your mind. But your mind is in the cradling of your imagination, in which you commanded, and your very memories were as though they were able to be removed and assembled... It is as though someone built your very mindset, put in memories, and somehow they were locked. That's the way some of this seems, and it all seems very wrong, but yet you thrive, this is your normal."
"There is a meaning in everything... But we needn't understand it all, I suppose... The grass is green for a reason." Teela rolled her eyes. "A phrase my father taught me, as you may know."
"For sure, I know it. He taught it to me, dear Teela, he taught it to me."
"But you are saying that... it was as though my mind was built, but that, in my opinion, is aside from the point. Then you, the way it sounds, suppose that this door... only leads farther into my mind?"
"Yes. It only leads farther- your head extends deeper. Your deep mindset is literally deep, but it may not be your active mind, it isn't the place you inhabit, as we can corrolate from everything else. Your soul, however, may be locked there."
"Are we out to find my soul?" Teela cocked her neck oddly as Kamek shrugged.
"It's not that I don't know, but I really am not sure."
"As I can see. But what are we looking for? Take a guess... just to give me some sort of idea."
"Teela, we are on pure guess now, no?"
"Ayuh, I suppose."
"Then I think we're looking for answers. I want to know why you're here, why you are a wreck in our reality and thus you stand here looking for yourself inside your own head. Why, why, why? That is what I want to know. It's a bit furiating now, being as I look and only receive more questions." Kamek was almost demanding as Teela nodded, symbolizing that she agreed.
"Sadly, Kamek, I know absolutely nothing but of what state I am in."
"Well then we've got this or nothing, really. What else is there? What other suggestions are there, Teela? We're standing here with nothing but guesses; you want to die? I don't want you to die, and I'm even more sure Karma and them don't want you to die, so if you're thinking-" Kamek was raising his voice, abruptly cut off immediately.
"I've got too many lives on my shoulders to die, Kamek, otherwise I could have died a long time ago, so let's not go there."
"For one so small in age, for someone of your stature... You are not of your stature. I understand you've probably been through a lot to mold you this way, and you are certainly right and should be credited for stating that everything happens for a reason," Kamek replied certainly as Teela nodded.
"Okay, you've persuaded me, so let's go! I'm tired of talking, I just want to get out of here now, Kamek, as it's all wrong, and I am not gonna let myself die, so don't let your not knowing things get you so furiated that you take it out upon me."
"I was not meaning to."
"It's fine, but let's go." With that, Teela turned to the door, looking a bit puzzled. Kamek moved behind her, looking over her head to the locks.
"Well, do you honestly think it'll be easy to just slip through the forcefield like before?" Kamek asked as Teela shrugged.
"Why not?" She seemed more to be asking herself as she then took a deep breath. She held it for a moment as her ankles began to fade; she grabbed Kamek's claw and took one step into the door. Little by little, as both their figures disappeared, they slipped through and into the door.
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Settings: Deeper Mindset
Time: Lost and Frozen
The frozen winds whipped cooly as the grass swayed almost motionlessly. Though things moved, no sound seemed to exist. The sun was setting over the horizon, glazes of color pumping out of the clouds. Flowers bloomed, listening for the noise that would never come. Sheerly, things merely existed.
"Well," Teela paused, sighing as she almost was taken now by her surroundings. "Well, well, well..." All words were lost. Kamek stood alongside of her as he looked around.
"See if... " He seemed to be looking for the right words. "See if you've got control."
"Uh... Like... create something?"
"Yes."
Teela kneeled to the ground as she touched it. She lifted her head expectantly, shutting her eyes rather slowly and focused. Opening them once more, she looked around.
"Nothing... I wanted fire, volcanoes, or even something dark... Nothing happened. I've no strength here..."
"Then dangers lurk here in which you cannot touch."
"Hm? What's that supposed to mean?"
"And you are losing your mind."
"What? No, I meant the phrase. Simplify, as I cannot see through your eyes. Not now."
"Well then, I understand that something possibly lurks here that you cannot face, that's all."
"Oh... simple, no?" Teela asked as she looked arond once more. "Maybe I should concentrate harder."
"Well, do as you wish... This place, however, doesn't seem to be affected by you."
"But it is of me?" Her voice was almost rhythmic now as she waved her hands, seemingly expecting something to happen, anything even. Nothing, again.
"Aye, as it is connected with you... your very being doesn't belong here, perhaps. Something... senses you, and you do not belong here, and I definitely do not. We are aliens in a strange world."
"Hehe, then I'm gonna go claim this world."
"Huh?" Kamek was now caught off guard.
"I don't like things inside of me that I've no control over."
"It's that mindset that can earn you the medal of trouble, dear, foolish Teela. Now I see you are acting your age. Think ya know everything."
"I will never know everything, but I can learn a lot," she semi-corrected as Kamek laughed uncomfortably.
"All right then..."