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eclipse_of_time: (days gone by)
[Need to get in touch with Her Majesty Ming? Drop a line on her 'gear right here!]


"I'm afraid I'm not available to answer you at present, I do apologize! If you would be so kind as to leave a message, I'll return your call at the soonest possible convenience. Have a lovely day."

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Nov. 24th, 2015 09:10 am
eclipse_of_time: (oh dear!)
Ah, I wonder if I may have the attention of my fellow breeders for a moment...

[Ming looks more frazzled than anything.]

I'd like to get to it in earnest, but I'm afraid...my pair of tentacool can barely even stand being in the same room together! They slap each other with their tentacles until one backs off and goes elsewhere and they sound terribly distressed! They're both wild caught, from different parts of the ocean...

Is there anything I can do to improve their opinion of one another?

I'm certainly not going to end up with eggs like this!
eclipse_of_time: (oh dear!)
[It's a rather awkward angle. Ming appears to be lying on her front and holding her gear out and above her. She looks mostly normal...save for the long, pink, curved eyebrows jutting out from her face and her pink eyes.]

I'm afraid I'm in need of a small bit of assistance...

I'm perfectly fine, really, it's only that...ah...this is a bit embarrassing...

I think I need to be in water, right now, but I'm afraid I've....lost my mobility. For the moment.

[She angles the gear to show the rest of her. Which seems the same...until around about the hip area. Jutting out from her now dirty, runched up skirt is a shimmering, coiled Milotic tail. She's tried dragging herself, she's tried rolling, and she's tried using the tail to propel herself, and all have failed to varying degrees. Kotone attempted to help, but even that only got Ming a few feet.]

[She keeps trying to move legs she doesn't currently have. If she can get herself into some water, she's sure she'd have a better time of it. She really hopes that this is as temporary as people have been positing.]


I'd be most appreciative of any assistance.
eclipse_of_time: (you are in my heart)
Oh my!

[Ming is down by the water in Violet City, looking very cheerful and flushed. Her Lapras is visible in the water behind her.]

I feel particularly wonderful this afternoon! Violet City's just lovely, really, we've been having a delightful time! Except for my Hoothoot, but I don't think he's ever happy. I acquired him accidentally - I tried to set him free, but he wouldn't go! He didn't even like the aerial show. One would imagine he'd enjoy that.

But I'm feeling terribly social. I haven't the faintest idea what's come over me!

[Violet City's locally made 'grape juice' is what's come over her.]

Oh! Tell me about your adventures in this world? I'd love to hear them. I adore a good adventure!
eclipse_of_time: (oh dear!)
[If nothing else, this sort of broadcasting and storage and communication device isn't entirely unfamiliar to Ming. But everything else certainly is. First and foremost her own body. Where's the pulsing thrum of her magical energy? Even the mark on her chest is dull and decorative. It's a frightening thing to see. She can feel the passage of time, something only once felt briefly. And terrifyingly. The seconds are moving by her, taking her with them.]

[She realizes she can't feel any any magical energy. Not in the atmosphere, not in the earth, not in the large creature that follows her. It's an unfamiliar beast, but one that looks as though it would be right at home on the paradisaical beaches of her island kingdom.]

[If this is a kidnapping, it's a frightfully strange one. She's nowhere near Numara. This place isn't familiar at all! But she's not restrained. Quite the opposite. She's made it to a bench in the little village she awoke in, and then that overwhelming feeling that threatens to steal her consciousness slips upon her and she sits, shaking and confused, to fiddle with the portable teleson.]


What...what is this place?

[There's a high note of fear and confusion in Ming's lightly accented voice.]

Something's wrong...something's terribly wrong...what's been done to me?

What's going to happen to me?

[Without her magical energy, what is she? Her magic is her soul, her consciousness, her very being! She's never felt so tied to this human shaped shell in all of her existence. She's certain she can feel the decay and dying of mortal cells. Is this mortal death?]

Please...if someone can help me...

[It doesn't occur to her to explain further - there's not a single sentient thing in her world that doesn't know her face and who she is. What she is.]

[Surely someone can aide her!]
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