Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 9:52:43 PM)
(This user has entered Aislinn's House) (IP = 68.53.135.79)
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 9:53:34 PM)
*She'd still be dressed in mannish clothing her hair free this time and she had a backpack on as she came up to the house. *
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 9:56:22 PM)
::Dempsy was taken to Ais' house, after meeting her at the cafe. Ais had blindfolded her, and lead her in carefully, using her hands to guide Dempsy in, and then down a set of stairs, apparently, to a basement. The steps were wooden, creaking lightly as they moved downwards, Ais maintaining a light touch on Dempsy's hands to get her down safely. Wherever she was, it was like stepping into an entirely new realm. Dempsy could feel at peace, serene, calm... and Life. Wherever she was, it was completely and entirely suffused by -Life-. She could feel it all around her, refreshing her::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 9:56:47 PM)
(Did you check her backpack to see what was inside?)
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 9:57:11 PM)
(coming next)
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 9:57:32 PM)
(unless that's crucial to this right now)
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 9:57:40 PM)
*She followed*
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 9:57:53 PM)
(nah its just mens clothing because she realized she can't wear her own cloths if she does this)
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 9:59:22 PM)
(okay)
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 10:00:45 PM)
::Ais was silent as she stopped her and let go of her hands:: This.. is what you want, yes? ::said softly, letting Dempsy take a few breaths to adjust to the atmosphere down here::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 10:01:13 PM)
*She nodded slowly* Yes I've thought long and hard about it and its a road I need to travel at least for a time.
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 10:02:36 PM)
::she nods:: I need you to understand... this... is not an easy road to get onto. There is always inherantly danger... and pain, when one does this. I will not mute the pain entirely, because I believe it's important to the experience.
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 10:03:06 PM)
*She nodded slowly* Without sacrifice you do not gain wisdom.
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 10:05:23 PM)
Very well. I need you to relax as much as possible, it will make it easier on me, and you as well. Please, disrobe completely... we will begin shortly.
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 10:06:26 PM)
If I have a choice could you leave my scars...*She slowly disrobed on her left side between her ribs were three long scars probably done with rudimentary tools along with her tattoo*
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 10:08:23 PM)
I will. Leave the blindfold on for now, please. ::her voice sounded serene, calm, clinical. This was a ritual.. and would be treated as such. She could hear the soft clink of glass on glass, metal, and stone::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 10:09:02 PM)
*She sat still listening as she stood wearing nothing now. She did not seem afraid perhaps a little nervous but not afraid.*
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 10:11:44 PM)
If you step backwards, two steps, there is a table behind you. Please climb on, and lie down on your back. . We will begin soon. ::Ais sounded calm and confident, as though this was something she was taking seriously, but unafraid of what she was doing::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 10:12:35 PM)
*She slowly took the steps backward felt with her hands to guage the surface and slowly got on the table and lay back putting her hand over the blindfold to ensure it stayed in place slowing her breathing and focusing on her heartbeat now.*
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 10:16:12 PM)
::Warm wood met her skin, the room was comfortable, not too hot, not too cold. Ais was quiet a moment, before she began to speak, softly, soto voce, in a language that wasn't English. It was beautifully spoken, a soft chant, and Dempsy could feel the power in the room, that was unharnessed, just swirling around the room, instantly begin to focus at a point near Dempsy... near Aislinn. She could feel Aislinn approach and gently begin to pull her hair back, braiding it neatly, quickly, coiling the braid on her head, and securing it with pins. A short moment later, she can feel warm water, as she brushes her skin with a natural sponge, again, Ais' touch was clinical, as a doctor tending to a patient::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 10:17:40 PM)
*She'd had a ritualistic cleansing once before in tibet and this had a touch familiarity to it with the sponge she envisioned all the negative being washed away. She stayed very still accepting and trusting her sister in this*
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 10:23:41 PM)
::Indeed, Dempsy could feel a gross amount of power in Ais' delicate touch as she began, the chanting was soft, melodic, almost hypnotic the longer she listened. Ais' touch grew familiar, and the warm water was calming, Dempsy did indeed feel clean, as a curious tingle went over her skin. She felt uplifted, relaxed. After the warm water, was warmed oil, again, clinically applied.::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 10:24:56 PM)
*She took in slow deep breaths as she fell into the feelings and part of her smelled the oil taking it into her sense of smell as well as her skin as she let the chanting slow her thoughts to nothing but the sound of Aislinn's voice.*
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 10:29:28 PM)
::soft herbal scents, rosemary, eucalyptus, and mint, invigorating and simultaneously calming, as she prepares Dempsy's body, the chanting continues, never wavering, enough to bring on the mild hypnosis that she was looking for, Ais' touch was gone for a few moments, an odd sensation to have it be gone, time was lost, no way to judge it down here. Power was gathering, suffusing itself into Aislinn, more than Dempsy had seen called recently, and It was a few moments later, that her body began to tingle. It was beginning. She could feel it in her bones, her muscles, down to her nerves, a thrumming beginning, tingling beginning to travel upwards::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 10:31:54 PM)
*Beneath the blindfold her eyes remained closed as she breathed in her mind the mantra chants of the shaman of the mumbai echoing along with Aislinns as she felt the tingling she focused on the chanting to keep her self calm as part of her primal lizard brain wasn't happy with what was going on it was on edge but she pushed it quietly aside for the time being*
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 10:35:48 PM)
::the tingling began to move up from her feet, her toes, her ankles, calves, up to her knees, and thighs... traveling upwards, every upwards, slowly. She realized her body felt leaden, weighed down, a numbing sensation the further up it went, leaving her with no ability to move the numbed limbs::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 10:37:32 PM)
*She fought the fight or flight response the primitive part of her brain again pushing it aside as she focused on the sensations and everything that was going on to her at the moment. She wanted to remember it all, be it painful or not. *
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 10:40:59 PM)
::past her hips, her stomach, her chest, her shoulders....stopping at her chin... all felt numbed, heavy, leaden. Should she try to move, she found she has no control over her body... it responded not to any of her wishes to move::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 10:42:05 PM)
*Even if she wanted to speak she couldn't respond she simply stayed stationary. She tought to herself soon the pain will come...Soon it will be like the bath tub.*
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 10:45:43 PM)
::the tingling began to intensify, to become more than tingle, pin pricks... then, it took over. She wasn't even given a breath before she felt her bones begin to ache, then scream for release, pressure building up, desperate to release it. Pain beginning at her feet, then, like lightning through her body, arcing upwards, racing through her body, wracking her body, she could feel herself shivering, shuddering, convulsing... but it seemed like her body was a million miles away::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 10:48:23 PM)
*her body gasped and convulsed as the effect ran through her and part of her mind was screaming in fear and pain and suffering but she watched from outside her many years of meditation teaching her how to seperate. Part of her sadly wished she could truely see but she knew it would probably have burnt itself on her mind's eye for the rest of her days*
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 10:57:47 PM)
::it had been silent, save the soft chanting coming from Aislinn, but that changed now. She could hear bones, sinew cracking, changing, twisting, tendons and ligaments breaking and rejoining, and whatever numbing had been done was not even close to enough to block out the pain as her body twisted amongst itself. She knew her body was writhing, all she knew was pain... there was no comfort, no soft voice, no soft touch, but pain, wracking, all-consuming, and vicious pain. Her lungs couldn't catch breath, couldn't take in air, she was suffocating, her eyes felt as though they would burst from her skull, her head splitting in half... she was positive that the other Verbena was splitting her level by level: skin, blood, muscles, bones... it hurt to simply -be-::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 11:00:10 PM)
*If her body could scream it would as well her mind screaming with the pain even the screaming not even remotely close to helping abide the pain as her mind was on fire with this suffering. It was an all together new hellish experience for her as she felt every nerve ending screaming in tortorous agony she kept the thoughts that would keep her sane close to her now. The path she needed to go the promises she had to keep she fought to survive this with every ounce of her will*
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 11:08:23 PM)
::Vaguely, she realized she could feel her bones had reset, heavier, defined in other areas now, her bones were tender. Just when she was getting used to the level of pain, just when she thought it wouldn't drive her mad, it increased, and grew in an new way, usually one she wasn't expecting. Her vocal chords were paralyzed, screaming made no difference now. She was trapped down here, a woman was ripping and changing her body, downstairs, in an unfamiliar place, one she couldn't even see. There was no sense of time, it might have been minutes.... hours... days... there was no way to tell. The chanting was there, in the back of her mind, something to latch onto... her tendons and ligaments were stretched, moved, and cut... reattached and once more tense. Her body was expertly being kept from shock, a realization striking her, like the lightning inside her... she should be dead. At least 10 times over... she should be -dead-. ::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 11:12:28 PM)
*She'd been dead only two days before but that was like a walk in the park compared to this. Her mind was reeling she held on to the only thing she could the chant in her mind from the mumbai that they gave her before sending her out alone in the bush.Over and over she held to it tightly praying to the mother and the father to make it through this alive to come out the other side mentally she was crying screaming whimpering as the pain washed over her each new pain a new hell for her to experience.*
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 11:20:20 PM)
::she saw swirling colors behind her eyes, before dark shapes, spirits, began to manifest themselves. They were moving for her... this wasn't just about her body... it was her spirit as well. She could feel Aislinn next to her, never having left her side, remaining with her throughout it all. Continuing the chant, though her voice should be raw and broken now, it kept going, on and on... remaining in her head for a while now, in her dreams. She could feel the muscles regrowing, in new directions, similar, but not the same, as she felt a ropier, thicker musculature growing, taking hold, taking form. Throughout it all, the pain grew, amplified when the work began next... on her nerves.::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 11:22:53 PM)
*there was already masculine in her spirit she felt the presence of Alec's memories entwined with her's remembering the sensations of a man's body the movements the difference in it. She held on to the memory of Stephanie of the children of herself...her life. The new journey she was about to embark on. In her minds eye the squat little shaman Xiblata walking along with her explaining to her the workings of the world.*
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 11:29:37 PM)
Each touch, each breath, the very air of the room against exposed nerves was a new lesson in pain, in agony, she'd felt no other like it. Aislinn was carefully laying out her nerves, Dempsy got the impression they were suspended while she did that, above her body, the air was hot now, the entire room was sweltering, she was sure she was sweating, sure she was a complete mess. Images of her organs and her blood were splashed on the walls, a bloodied butcher-like Aislinn next to her, images all over her head, her mind swirling with the horror of what was being done. The nerves laid out... there was a pause, and she could feel tingling in her groin, tingling in her body, as though her body were spewing out its insides, rejecting her own body::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 11:32:09 PM)
*If she could she would throw up at the mental image she had to remind herself that Aislinn was her sister and she was doing as she asked. She had /asked/ for this. She had to see it through she had to make it to the other side...if nerves were reconstructing perhaps soon she had to keep reminding herself soon it would be over it had to be...this eternity of hell of her own creating.*
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 11:39:07 PM)
::she could feel... new body parts, new ... organs? She was creating new -organs?!?!?!?- Another small miracle... she had a few seconds to process it, before she felt her body ignite once more, the fire and lightning of pain had become her constant companions in his, something to hold onto, as slippery and agonizing as it was. There was no way out, there was no other knowledge, but this.... this was her world now... and as far as she knew it was neverending::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 11:42:47 PM)
*She focused on Aislinn the bond building between them even if they weren't very close before this was about as close as two people could get as she worked on her flesh and very essence here on this table. She imagined Aislinn another branch on that sacred tree they all resided in the red river connecting them...even as her red river flowed out of her...*
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 11:47:30 PM)
::Aislinn knew her inside and out now, holding the delicate balance of her life in her hands, within her, as she worked. Still, the chant was weaving in and out of the pain, she didn't know what the words meant, or even if she could say them right, but she'd recognize them anywhere now. She could feel her skin, beginning to settle on her once more, feel her body becoming whole once more, a swelling at her throat, she could see herself as a bullfrog, swelling, she knew her voice would be hoarse from the silent screams she never released::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 11:48:59 PM)
*She slowly started to reach out even in the pain to explore those new rivers within her as she continued to scream at the pain but the rivers would guide her to learning what she looked like now what it would FEEL like now. *
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 11:53:05 PM)
::as she reached out, she could feel her new body, changed, different... so new and alien.... and then, like a thunderbolt from out of the blue, the pain intensified to nothing like what she'd felt before, clapping into her head, it was impossible to remain conscious, to remain sane after such a powerful blast, and despite her best efforts... Dempsy lost consciousness, the words of the chant carrying her into blessed dark::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 11:54:14 PM)
*She thankfully succumed to the darkness*
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 11:57:15 PM)
::As Dempsy awoke, it was quiet, peacefully... quiet. Her blindfold was off, and she was resting...on what felt like a bed::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 11:57:50 PM)
*He slowly looked around taking in the surroundings.*