Inner Dialogue: Zue'laji

She's in the fields again, watching the raptor in front of her, hoping Keir won't just get impatient and attack first. Some things, just come easy, like breathing, they're done without ever needing her to stop, think about it. Shadows are like that for her. Shaping them, making them take a particular form, that's what she learned from the trainers. But calling them? That she just, did.

So she's slowing it down, concentrating, listening, feeling, trying to track it back, pay attention to where that power comes from before she lefts it fly and the raptor screams in anger. It isn't really until the thing is charging towards her that she realizes that slow isn't exactly an option once she's caught its attention. This time, it's fast drawn upon and released on instinct, and Keir gets to the raptor just as it falls.

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Inner Dialogue: Undel

She's out in the fields again, and there's a spider beside her, on it's back, legs curled up. Keir's sitting nearby, watching the other animals in the fields, but she's staring down at her hand, where the sharp edged purple shard now sits.

Instinct, it was just instinct now, acted on when she knew she wasn't carrying any. That was, dangerous, left her defenseless, and that wasn't acceptable, even if it wasn't quite true. She also felt better, a little more focused, and she thought again of the Doctor's concerns over withdrawal and her own over the extent of corruption she'd already suffered. They'd talked a little, about methods of treatment, but not much, and she still wasn't certain how she should approach it.

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