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"I spent the first 30 years of my life spent between fighting and flying. Some of my kind where able to do this for days, me I'm so out of practise the basics are hard."

He nodded to Roan as she approach before leaning himself back to catch his breath, he wore a thick layer of sweat from working his muscles so hard and trying not to tap into more energy based reserves. As he stood up his wings folded in more towards his body hugging his back.

" To not be yours it would have to be a curse or possession....you don't seem to show any signs of either."

"You could say I'm the one doing the possessing. Though my symbiote doesn't like me putting it that way."

.: Damn right I don't... :.
.: Figure of speech, Také, and you know it. :.

Chuckling at the internal confirmation of her spoken sentence, she gazed up at the moon with a soft sigh.

"Willpower. I don't show signs of being ********, because I don't want to and won't let it happen. I'm quite mad underneath it all of course. I don't think my kind have any real right to wings."

((Yes, yes there are. And know what's stranger? ALL of us should be able to see the 4 stars currently in Orion's belt. Doesn't it JUST get weirder?!))

((Not today XD Just four))

"Symbiote. Not parasite."

She held up a finger to emphasise her point. Také deserved better than that, even if he WAS over grumpy a lot of the time.

"Well, young as you may feel, at least for once it's not just because I'm horrifically older than you.
It's never good to shut off your past, and live in a rut made from the present. Then again, it might just be a fire lit because you know I can kick your arse, and you don't like that fact."

Shrugging, she glanced up at the stars once more, cocke d abrow briefly, then wandered back inside through an open patio door, leaving Dagoth to follow if he so chose.

Flopping into a well worn and thickly upholstered armchair inside the library, Roan put her boots up on the table in front of her and crossed them at the ankle. Thick soled New Rocks, the boots had dark stains across the bottom, and a certain unmistakeable scent filtered through the air.

"HE is a Daemon God. Také-Mikazuchi. Resident nasty of my sword, and long time companion. I told you part of why I was stronger than you was that I cheated. Také is my ace up the sleeve."

"There are a few texts on the seven blades and their entities in the D section behind you. Check them out some time, it will make more sense. Trust me, however, that it is not as SIMPLE as it seems."

Crushing the butt of her smoke into the ash tray nearby, Roan tilted her head back to crack her neck, and considered his question.

"Hmm. Meditation. I want to teach you to focus your mind properly first. No matter WHAT happens around you. So first things first... do you know how to meditate and empty your mind?"

"Then this is where we'll start."

Sitting forwards, Roan pushed herself to her feet and came to stand behind Dagoth, resting her hands on his shoulders.

"Make sure you're comfortable, but I ant you to keep you back straight. First mistake people make is to fully close their eyes and slump - that will just lead to you falling asleep which doesn't help.

Half close your eyes, and breathe through your nose. Don't try to deliberately slow your breathing, just breathe however comes naturally."

She'd wait for him to comply before continuing, never lifting her hands from his shoulders.

"Okay, good. Now I want you to focus on your breathing. Don't change your rhythm, just think about breathing, how it feels, the sensation of breathing in and out.

Don't be surprised if your mind seems to get busier instead of quieter at first - that's just you becoming aware of how active the mind is. Try not to follow the thoughts that arise, focus on your breathing. Any time you find yourself thinking about something else, force yourself to go back to thinking about your breath as quick as you can.

Focus. I will know when you have achieved the necessary depth of meditation - you'll relax properly, which is why I have my hands on your shoulders.
Now, ready? Give it a go."

It was a good effort, and for someone as highly strung as the ex-pirate... especially when being deliberately wound-up.

Nodding silently from behind him, Roan smiled when she felt him fully settle into the process. Having achieved it once, it would be quicker each time to return to this state....


...which was really good, because she was not going to make long term meditation easy.

"So how does it feel to be brainwashed? You realise I could own you without you ever realising how far you've fallen?"

The words were carefully chosen, to deliberately cut through his peace and annoy the s**t out of him, if not rouse him to immediate anger. When playing with fire however, the Lady was cautious about being burned, and would be very ready fro any act of aggression on his part.

"Excellent. You barely even flickered your eyes. I'm impressed."

Chuckling, she slowly lifted her hands from his shoulders and circled in front of him, crouching to instead rest her hands on his knees.

"You see now, I hope, the point to the exercise? Practice it. And when you are done each time, use the clarity of mind as you let your mind think once more to consider the harder questions in your life - those that relate to your past, and to the demons that plague your memories.

You have 24 hours to do so. I want to see you here this time tomorrow night. We will start putting your ability to focus your mind to the test then.

Have a good evening, Dagoth. Oh... and stay away from any doors with my family seal on it, alright?
Excuse me, I have other residents to see tonight too."

Patting the Atlantean on the knee, she stood up quietly, and left the room, pleased that Dagoth would begin making the necessary progress for the next step by himself.