[Promotion Ceremony]
The procession was beginning, and Vyynd unconsciously saluted when required, but his mind was elsewhere. On the nightmares he felt just before being awakened, on what could have caused him such migraines, so early in the morning. He retraced the images that had become so engraved into his memory from the passed night...
[The not so recessed regions of a Tal'Shair agents memory]
Being waken up by water expanding his lungs, he jolted about, tried to move, but it felt as though he was lightyears underwater, the pressure would not permit more then a slightest movement. Then a light raced by, above...or below, it felt to be above, he chased it...and could move, but something was following him. A snake flew passed tr'Khaine, jetting toward the light with a 'hissss'. He did manage, however, to latch onto it's tail, and let himself be dragged to wherever the serpent was headed. But the creature went limp, and only moved due to it's natural buoyancy, it's head had been collapsed.
He floated to the surface, and crawled onto the floating, jumbled ruins of a temple. Sprouting quickly, a tree shot up and encompassed the ruins, but it had no bark, instead it was composed of electronics. Vyynd looked on curiously, and climbed to the main trunk, jolting backward, he rubbed a palm over the outcropping of two bodies, sealed and trapped inside the mass of the fantasy tree. A strong breeze blew by, and the tree creaked eerily with the wind. Looking around, all too calmly, the agent wondered where any of this had come from. Along with these thoughts, flew a porcupine into Vyynd's face, sprawling and clawing at his face, it managed to gouch his vision out. Flinging the possibly rabid beast to the ground, Vyynd pulled out a disruptor and somehow blind-shoted the creature to its death. He could hear a child screaming from inside the tree...calling for help, struggling to escape...but the agent realized he could do nothing for her.
His body began to feel light, and his arms tingled, a rather odd side affect to having his face attacked. His skin could feel the light moving on, fading, and disappearing, but he now felt an unnatural warmth, and could sense heat emanating from the tree. Lunging back in impulse, Vyynd fell and became tangled in the mass of roots from the tree. He felt himself being overcome with worry, and grief, he felt he needed to help these people, but knew no way how. Suddenly, there were a few jolts at his side, and a thrust sent the man bursting through the roots and into the air, landing upon hard dirt ground. Now utterly confused, Vyynd sprawled about on the ground for a few moments, until his own thoughts were interrupted by the clanging of a hammer, repeating, repeating, tolling. He could feel sparks flaying against his skin, searing for mere second, then fading. Then he felt himself dropped into freezing cold water, and his skin cracked with the steam being released from his body. He could no longer move, and his entire body seemed as if it weren't there. Only his head and torso seemed intact.
- His memories were interrupted, and hhe found himself back in the ceremony for mere seconds to hear Rylan's voice - "To Air, of weapons, words, and wings...." - Then his mind thrust him back into temporary insanity -
The air smelled of blood, wreaked of it, and the whimpering returned to his ears. He could tell his eyes had returned, as there was now an amalgamation of many, mixed colors, instead of sheer emptiness, except now he could not feel anything, his nerves had nearly been entirely cut off to his body. Then he slowly became entranced, the hypnotic image of an octopus floating about above him, arms flaying and spreading, constricting, dancing in the pale moon light. Then it's skin began to tear, it raised to the surface dead, and a disturbing mutation occurred as an insect crawled from the sea-creatures head, spreading it's beautiful butterfly wings, it flew free and into the light, light of the rising sun. An odd sense of understanding reached out to Vyynd, as he stood now, in the midst of air, floating, all of his senses in normal order, and he returned to his own feelings, as he now lay down, to sleep.
And that's when he woke up, upon this morning, and was summoned to Rylan's ceremony for Gehan. Snapping back to reality for the very end of the ceremony, he saluted the Erien and was then dismissed with the others, he headed off to continue looking for his suspects isd...
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