Your character just woke up from an embarrassing dream. What was it about? #VandyPrompts
In times when Idraeldesperately wished she could escape her false body, she retreated into thememories of her mind, which appeared only as clear as dreams. The Artificer’sassistant, Astral or some name of that sort, was working on a part behind her,and Idrael wanted nothing more than to sleep and avoid all of it.
“Just hush up and get me some clothes, Zimina!”
Idra watched as triumph bloomedin her apprentice’s eyes. It took far too long for Zimina to answer her mentor’sdemand. Huddled behind her desk, Idra’s failed dispersion attempt had left herbereft of a single stitch of garment, and she was trapped in her office untilsomeone – like the raven-haired woman in front of her – came to her aid.
“I’ve got a better idea,” Zimina smirked. “They’rea little small for you, but… my quarters are closer than yours and I can reachthem faster.” The smaller woman laughed and loosened her collar, promptinga rush of heat to Idra’s cheeks, and neatly dispersed with a tantalizing flashof blue skin. Zimina’s empty robes crumpled to the floor.
The elder soulpriestessstared at the pile of fabric, and fought down the mad desire to yell. Ziminahad abandoned her! Those tiny robes would not possibly fit!
Yet she must remain calm,and quiet, and not attract more attention. Idra slinked from behind her coverand grabbed the discarded clothing, trying valiantly to shimmy her way intothem, but no amount of wiggling would resolve the fact that her hips, and therest of her, was too bounteous for Zimina’s robes.
Frustration swelled to aboil inside Idra. She needed a new plan, and any reasonable, logicalalternative to her dilemma vanished from her thoughts. All she wanted was toget out of her office and garb herself before someone else saw her. Staring atthe door where Zimina’s black and violet dispersion cloud had vanished, Idraemboldened herself. She collapsed into shadow and slipped beneath the door intothe hall.
Her concentration crackledas Idra bounced her incorporeal mass from room to room, dark corner to emptycorridor. Once, she reassembled in what she thought was an unoccupied lodging,but when a child began to wail nearby, she quickly dispersed again and fled.
Finally, Idra emerged inquarters she recognized, and she darted behind the bed. She could at least graba blanket or something from Zimina’s boudoir,or… Idra’s tail flicked. She heard her apprentice moving in the next room.
Anger welled up again,accompanied by another deeply heated inspiration. Oh yes, Zimina would pay forthe stunt she just attempted. Rising to her full, nude height, Idra prepared tounleash a verbal – and soon to be physical – lashing her apprentice wouldn’tforget.
Startled, the Idrael awokeand forced herself to freeze as she determined where the attack had been madeon her. Something felt odd and heavy in her back, and below it.
“T-there,” Astral’s teethchattered. “All d-done with your t-tail.”
Does she expect a thank you? Idrael waited and sensed the assistant step aroundinto her view. Yes, she could feel all the way down to the tip of her tail now.This was excellent progress.
The apprentice peered up ather, wary. “I s-swear you just twitched at me, so… I’m d-done for the d-day.V-val’s right and I sh-shouldn’t be in here alone so m-much. It’s m-making mejumpy.”
Turning, Astral doused thelights and surrounded the Idrael in darkness again. As soon as she heard nomore hoofsteps, Idrael powered on, illuminating her segments with a green glow,and she thrashed with all her might. Her long, glorious tail impacted beautifully with acarefully-stacked set of datapads, scattered them across the floor.
With callow glee, Idrael darkenedagain and sank once more into her mind.
