@prognatxs || starter call
Rose had waited fourteen years for this day. Though unable to take on a new PHYSICAL form, as she was now a part of Steven, as his gem ----- she still retained a sense of AWARENESS. It was dim, at times, in fact, for a while she had simply remained dormant. She lived through Steven, she AIDED him when he needed her, and, over time, his ability to use her magic had grown considerably.
She had waited so long to be able to talk to him properly, face to face, but there was really only one way, and with Steven’s magical abilities BLOSSOMING, Rose was certain that he was strong enough. It wouldn’t be a LASTING form, certainly not, but a chance to talk to her son for two minutes, even five. To Rose, that would be enough.
First, she had to get him into her room at the temple.
She forced herself to glow, linking herself directly with the temple doors as Steven passed by, opening up her room, hoping he would take it as a sign and enter. She wasn’t disappointed. As the doors SEALED behind him, she sent out another magical pulse, this time channelling the magic through Steven’s body. Quite suddenly, then, she could feel herself FORMING - not entirely solid, not entirely real, made out of clouds. Her room’s speciality. Steven couldn’t simply wish her up as he could anything else, not like this. That would merely have been a COPY, but this way... this way she could truly speak to him.
Slowly, Rose flexed her fingers, wriggled her toes, rolled back her shoulders. She knew it wasn’t a true physical form, but it was the closest she’;d been in.. quite a long time. Turning slowly, Rose stared at her son for the first time through outward eyes, breathing a soft sigh, and she smiled.
“STEVEN..”
