Simply Kisa
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- Posted: Fri, 18 Oct 2013 19:51:41 +0000
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TRISHA TYLER
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Thoughts: Look at what I can do.
Location: Raiden's place
Current Ghost Present: All
Health: Awesome
...And who do we have here?
Trisha hadn't felt this way in a while. The others felt the same. It was Euphoria. The feeling of flesh and bone she was alive more than ever having the ghost binded to her. She didn't know how to react. She was crying. Tears of joy. She was both herself and her friends communicating through a series of strange filodes. She could feel them without even seeing them. "Just what am I?" she asked herself looking at the mirror. 'Yyyou're awake. Wee tried to contact you az soon az we could. Pleaze forgive us.', a voice echoed inside Trisha's head. It sounded like an elderly women. She sounded ill. She sounded like the Reach. She could feel it, she was dead. "Reach...", Trisha whispered now realizing who this intruder was and what had been done. Images flashed to the day the accident occurred. An abduction that went wrong. The meta-gene implantation. The training that she had to endure. She had been subconsciously blocking these memories to try and live a normal life, but when her mind was filled with the thoughts of others, it all came back to her.
"Your people are monsters. You're the enemy. What's next? Are you and your kind going to try and take control of my body?", she asked furiously squeezing her knees as she leaned forward. 'I can say we've tried. Long before we evenn reached the Earth. We needed a real ambassador, but your will was too strong and nullified out signals. Instead things escalated to a Colonial stand point as you humans put it.' the elderly Reach scientist's voice went on. "Why me?" Trisha asked. 'Because yourr mind was az close to ourz az other brotherz and sisterz. You were the only one on your planet to look at us as people.', the voice horrified her. They were all true. She was looked at them as new sentience beings. Another being to communicate with. Beings that would live and prosper equally, but yet not disturbing ones beliefs or genetic materials. The voice was right about her, but she was wrong about the alien species for what they had done. The invasion they brought.
The Reach's voice interrupted Trisha's train of thought before she could respond. 'We're but a few ships now. Their numbers dwindle by the day. We had so desperately needed a planet of our own. Forgiv-ve us.', the feelings that this person felt was to overwhelming for her to keep it inside any longer. "Yes, I forgive you.", Trisha whispered still shaking. 'Thank you...', the voice faded away. She'd passed on to the third life, Trisha thought to herself. Trisha was leaning over the sink. Everything that has happened reminded her of an old comic book she'd read. Things started to make sense to her. Her headaches were gone, her energy was back.
'Well everything's explained, all except that we're still ghosts.', Allie pointed out. 'Those insects should have been annihilated by the league in the first place. They're just ants ready to be squashed out now.', Tom added. "We'll figure things out and Tom please keep your comments to yourself.", Trisha said out loud. They could feel the emotions stirring up inside her and understood what she was thinking about. Even Tom had an understanding about his boundaries.
Trisha closed the bathroom door on her way out. Source was still in the same position as he was before. She was concerned that this entity would try and attacker her again so she kept her distance. She'd heard Raiden offering her for a drink earlier. "Sorry the shower was running. It's a little too early to be drinking." she said turning on the television hoping that she was not in the morning news due to last night's events. Instead reports should Star Labs being attacked. She was both relieved and concerned. "Since when did science, become so popular with today's criminal?", She asked sitting on the living room couch and her legs on the coffee table spinning the remote in mid-air showing interest; partially excited that she can now fully control her meta- gene and partially excited that she can pretty much be a badass superhero.
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OOC: Ghost powers activate! xd
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OOC: Ghost powers activate! xd
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