Virginia stands overtly motionless, indicating Cythi should do the same! She waits for the T-Rex to saunter off.

Once Sandra - self-named Teranovae - reborne Goddess and daughter of GAEA has lumbered on she turns to Cythi and mouths "Oh...My...Gawd!!" With a nod she gestures toward the back door and begins tip toeing delicately out.

Cythi still with somewhat fear in her eyes and with Virginia saying that and starting to tiptoe out the door Cythi reaches out and grabs her hand as tiptoeing was not good enough.  She actually reaches out grabbing Virginia's hand and initiates a teleport outside the Inn to the back where no one could see them appear.

"She can't be moving in with us!  Please let it not be so!"

Sandra found the stairs down to the basement and sub-basement... tracing her hand along the walls as she went she entered her Awareness state becoming 'One with the Green'... and mapped the entirety of the houses structure... finding support structures and anchoring pylons... steel and concrete... the electrical conduits, water piping and sewage lines walking about the lower hallways until she was at the deepest point of the house... and could 'feel' the connection with the Earth reassert itself within her and the power of the Earth flowed into her.

She smiled, as she mentally plotted where a bedroom closest to the Mansion's foundations would be.

Then she headed that way.

Finding one room on the main floor unoccupied.  Sandra pondered the room... then set her shoulder back down on the bed.  Perhaps, a room or two away the Tech Crew had claimed.

She went to the window and opened it to let the fresh air of the day enter.  Then turned back to take in the room, it wasn't large as she was use to but it would do... with some re-arrangements.

Walking to the center of the room she removed her wrap-around skirt tossing it to the bed and sat down on the floor and crossed her legs to meditate upon the house structure... still "One with the Green", Sandra pondered how she might subtly ... gently shift the house's wall and support foundation to get a slab of stone still connected to the earth under her bed or perhaps to the center of the room without too much disruption of the mansion and without compromising its architecture.

She needed to ponder this... and once she had a good 'feel' for how to do it speak with the House Maintenance or Show Engineers to present her proposal in detailed plans before she did anything.

Virginia is pleasantly surprised to find herself safely outside. She looks at Cythi with a horrified face.

"Did that really pass auditions? What are the producers thinking? Surely that is not real." She begins pacing with one hand on her chin, the other hand at the small of her back. It is a highly practiced choreography and she makes it look rather cute as well. Doing such things so often at her character job has transferred them to her actual mannerisms.

"We have to flip it somehow. It is not a cliff, ...it is an opportunity to fly. If the sky is falling, then we can catch a star!! See ... It's not the end of the world!" She stops, looks left and right, then smiles recalling a song.

"We can use her ... I mean help her make new friends..." She gives a wink. "ESPECIALLY if we don't like them! She could be our best weapon in more ways than one!"

Suddenly she makes a serious face, "But is going to get thug if she barges in on MY bacon..." The tone seems serious.

"Oh, this was a neat trick by the way." Only now does the "magic" Cythi evoked register with her. She holds out her hands and begins doing a digit inventory.

"I will be honest I would not know if they passed auditions as I never took the auditions but was the barista for the crew.  It was my first job since my..."  She pauses trying to think how much can be revealed to this person she had only really just met, "Being on my own."  She decides to leave at that as the history also reveals why she fears the other person.

Still the comment on the 'trick' "Yes I am a teleporter.  Most of my powers are around being able to teleport or something like that."  She smiles at Virginia leaving what Virginia said for the rest to the confusion on her face.  Especially with some of the slang she uses.

"What? Your first...? ... No audition either?" Virginia's hand goes to her forehead. She is obviously perplexed.

Virginia is still thinking of her original purpose here, a career step. She is not focused on winning as much as she is of getting her face on camera and energizing her resume. In her mind all of this 'cocoon' stuff is just temporary, not permanent. She is now beginning to doubt what she thought. Is the show changing? Was it something else all along? Has she made a huge mistake?! She feels woozy and sick. She drops to her knees with hints of dry heaving!

"Bell ... I need my bell ..." She says looking pale.

"I am sorry if I did something.  But no audition as I was part of the crew for the first project."  Cythi says looking around for your bell.  "Where is your bell?  I will get it for you."

"Dresser. Top of my dresser", she sputters in between gagging sounds.

Cythi having been in her room teleports away and goes and finds the bell.  Once it is found or if it is not after a cursory glance she teleports back and hands it over to her.

Virginia takes the small silver bell by the handle and begins chiming it slowly. It sounds out with a clear pleasant tone. As it rings Virginia's appearance visibly improves. After a few seconds she stands up and seems to be more herself.

"Thank you! That always helps. Well, as of recently that has proven to help. I am much better now", she leans in and says, "We can forget that whole episode."

"Where were we?"

"You wanted run and bacon."  Cythi says glad that she looks better but not questioning the bell at all.

"Oh! I love how you think!"

She takes off with a bouncy stride as if nothing had happened at all. She leads them into the city on a route that will go through the fashion district and end at the restaurant.

Cythi happy to just follow and get away from the crazy here.

Enjoying the jog she does see one thing that would work for her as they pass a second hand store, "I can probably get some clothes in there if you don't mind stopping?"  She says reaching and grabbing her debit card preparedness to enter.  "I am pretty sure I can afford this place anyway."  She not fully grasping the full concept of money yet as her job out of home was with this set and that provided lodging and food with no need to spend anything.

Sandra had made as close to accurate measurements as the 'Oneness with the Green' allowed ~ which was ultra-accurate to be sure... but her measurements of the house structure were complex and she had no available paper of pen to jot down notes... so she improvised...

Stretching out her open hand palm up, she concentrated... her green hair stirring and shimmering slightly... as a small tremor shuddered through the house shaking the light fixtures gently as she used her Create power and pointed out the open window and a clump of lawn turf floated in through the window to float above her hand then morph and harden into a grey stone floating above her open palm...

Then it turned inside out revealing a scintillating cascade in the sunlight of a geode impossibly morphing like flowing crystal which her will shaped into a crystal cube a little smaller than her fist... impurities in silicon and quartz with just a hint of diamond matrix formed and shaped again impossibly within the crystal cube.  Change some of the silicate composition to precise photo-transparent properties... a tad of Aluminium oxynitride, and a touch of perovskites in the crystal lattice to the solar cell to more efficiently fill the crystalline capacitors ... and the cube was done.

Now all she needed to do was shine a light on the crystal and it would project her plans with measurements on any nearby flat wall surface and depending upon which facing the light was shined on different notes she has made would be projected upon the surface… a crystal photonic 'notepad', for lack of better description.

Sandra exited her senses from 'The Green'... and was momentarily disoriented as her mind adjusted to being limited to her flesh senses and not one with ... the All of Earth's Geosphere.

She stood and looked around her room...

"Hmmm... this needs a little color."

So once again the house trembled slightly causing the lights to briefly flicker as she held out her hand again to float in a singular brick from the house exterior, it changed shape and consistency as she used her Create power to form a crystal triangular obelisk about 10 inches in length... focusing her will upon the crystalline structure she impossibly added a quad of capacitance structures, and solar cell surface... shaping the internal crystal structure and molecular composition in ways impossible to modern science or manufacturing.  It took about 2 minutes once she had in mind just what she wanted.  Completed the crystal obelisk sat on a square base and rose to a 10' inch triangular sides to a precise Very sharp glass-like point.

She considered, {I Must make a mental note to repair that purloined brick on my next leave from the house...}

Then Sandra smiled at her work... it had taken her much practice to master her crystalline creating art work skills.  She walked over and set the obelisk down on the window sill in the sunlight... which the obelisk refracted and projected the sunlight to scatter a shifting pattern of rainbow hues shifting in a complete fractal patterned about the room.  All day long the crystal would shift its light pattern about the room… simultaneously absorbing solar energy to fill the Quad of crystal capacitors within it structure.  And once the light of the sun faded from view...those same capacitors would release their stored energy to cause the obelisk to glow again scattering a fractal rainbow pattern of light about the room shifting as the quad of crystal capacitor slowly expended their energy... until recharging in the sunlight the next day to repeat the effect.

A solar powered night light.

She chuckled at the fancy.  Leaving the room she made her way down to the subbasement communications room...
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"Oh a thrift store. Love these!" Virginia leads them to a stop. As they enter, the door strikes the shop keeper's bell causing it to ring a couple times. Virginia looks up and smiles at it.

"Take your time, I may be a while myself!" And with that she begins browsing the clothing and wares. Now and then she can be seen hopping as she tries to see over the racks.

After a while she appears before Cythi dressed in the gaudiest 60's combination possible! The colors and patterns and white boots clash horrendously! She throws out her arms and says "I am Sandra Psychedelic! Goddess of the Fashion! I have come to help you look as good as this!" She strikes a pose and laughs!

@SANDRA

I/WE will try to work you back in so you have someone to talk to! :-)

OOC: Its cool.. I can do this all day.

Sandra entered the communications room ~ it was clear practically nobody used this room.  She had hoped there would be sufficient computers down here to use her crystal notepad to formally plan out her potential alterations to her room and the structures under the house to place a stone slab in her room... but there was no ACAD or similar precision program on the computer in the communications room.

She was not surprised… she might have to visit a local library… or better yet invest in buying her own laptop with the needed programs.  She was not very tech savy but she knew the rudimentary use of computers… but THAT would take time.  It might just be better to consult with an engineer to explain her desires for her room.  They were not complex changes she wanted ~ well actually her changes WERE complex, but not for Sandra who could shape and form stone, concrete and metal at a whim in seconds… Something a work crew with clumsy tools would literally take months to complete.

She first decided to do some net surfing, checking her e-mail and browsing the Archaeological forums she frequented.  There was a new dig site outside of Kabul, perhaps some 50 miles south of Tajikistan where some Sumerian artifacts had been uncovered yesterday.  Professor Kanbaru Suruga of the Mesopotamian Studies institute in Athens had uncovered what he named an Ishtar statuette and had written in his blog about the discoveries.  But to Sandra’s eyes the statues’ marking and cuneiform script reminded her more of some depictions of Ereshkigal ‘Lady of the Great Place’.  Adding her own comment to the comments section she suggested it was not Ishtar but Ereshkigal and sited several references in the script and depiction with other examples uncovered in previous digs adding their links to the post. She had conversed with the Professor on other archaeological forums and frequented many of his articles.  She found him insightful but sometimes jumped to conclusions… they had debated back and forth before in friendly professional dialogue.

She browsed a bit more in Archaeological forums, reading an entire article about a new cheaper technique to carbon dating which brought a smile to her… when she was “At One with the Green” she could Always tell how old an object made of Earth’s crust was. Cheating but… not everyone is reborn an Earth Goddess.

Then she turned on the news…
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Cythi actually when she sees this lets out a snicker but stops herself.  While it can be told she does not know what to do with the person named Sandra...at the same token her good almost instilled in her or part of her being kicks in, "I want to laugh but I am not sure I would like knowing people mocked me behind my back."  She does not want to seem like a debbie downer and hopes Virginia would understand.

At the same time looking at Cythi in the thrift store she seems absolutely stuck and clueless.  The few items she has chosen are drab and not flattering in the least.  All seems to be tan slacks and heavy shirts as if undecided.  Also jogging pants and hoodies.

So to change the subject from the Debbie downer part, "Do you think this is enough?"  It should be becoming fairly obvious she had a very sheltered life of sorts.

Within the gym, Alexey dripped sweat and groaned with strain.  In getting used to the many changes the Glas had wrought, a trainer/guide had suggested a pretty vigorous training regimen to adapt himself.  So, for about two hours a day, Alexey had a rotating series of differing workouts.  Today he was lifting weights.

All the weights.

The room was flooded with Alexey's silver fire, in which the entire collection of disk-weights, barbells, kettlebells, and bars were suspended.  Several of them seemed to be slipping out of his 'grip' as hit attention strained on the multitude of objects, and when he corrected for the lapse yet others sagged.  Yet others slipped one-by-one on and off of weight bars.  Somewhere, a timer buzzed, and Alexey let half of the objects clatter onto the thick mats and began sending assorted gear back to its specific location, and slowed his jog to a cool-down walk.  His breathing was back to normal well before he finished organizing the room and slowed to a halt.

He emerged from the gym in the same second-hand sneakers he had picked up on his first trip to the local second-hand shop, though the basketball shorts and hoodie were both comparatively newer.  Everything he wore clashed horribly, and yet he could still have landed him a Sports Illustrated cover shot.

Alexey paused for a moment, using his well-abused towel to dab sweat off his face and tussling it out of his hair.  He dared not do so while walking; walking was dangerous enough all on its own without covering his eyes.  "Hello.  All finish with there."  He sheepishly volunteered to anyone who might be nearby, gesturing at the work-out room.

@Cythi

"You may laugh freely. I do not mock, I satirize!" Virginia plays it up with a haughty walk and comes over to see what Cythi has picked out.

"Eggshell, taupe, beige, tan, sand ... such a diverse palette of colors.....", she gently applies the sarcasm, vaguely sensing Cythi's "Amish" roots. "If this is what you WANT to wear then by all means do it! We cannot all be Sandra Psychedelic! Are you sure you would not rather have a Go GO dress? They are much more fun!" she swings her hips and does "the swim".
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That last comment elicited a smile from Cythi, "No I don't know what to buy.  I only know what I know from where I was raised and even these would illicit punishment if a lady was caught in them.  I know this seems ignorant but I know absolutely nothing about fashion at all."  She admits not really ashamed and putting stuff back.  "I grew up in a cult in Utah."  She admits coming clean.

@ALEXEY

"I think...." the wiry young man in the scruffy cardigan and scuffed jeans lounged in the doorway as Alexey finished up.  "I think we're going to need to buy more weights."

Archie was one of the Sunset camera crew.  He'd spent the better part of the past week crawling around under the building, in the attic, and even--in some cases--in the walls.  Mostly, he was laying network cables and repeaters, and if anyone showed an interest or asked him what he was doing, he would gladly show them what's there.

He was probably the most tech-literate of the crew. That also made him the defacto IT support for the building.  "Did you at least break sweat with that?"   he asked with a smile.

It was obvious that Alexey had.  One only needed to look at the guy.  So, obviously, it was a joke, a sign of admiration.
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@Cythi

"oh..." Virginia drops the sillyness. She stays silent and watches Cythi put the stuff back, giving her "all the room" she needs.

"I don't know what that means but I am sure it is not good. You can tell me all about it later. I promise you one thing though, you are safe with me. I may be .... I do not look intimidating, but just let me see someone messing with you....."

Her words are quite true. She is trying to look intimidating but even then, it still comes across as "cuteish". "You just let me know!"

She takes a breath and downshifts. "So, lets see. If had your advantages... " She eyes Cythi a time or two, grasps her confidently at the hips, measures up her height. Virginia is a fair judge of body contour. The parks were not Nazis about measurements but it was still strict. You had to fit or you were out.

"I would go with stretchy here and a belt. You do not want broadcloth, you have the curves. You need to flaunt them."

Cythi smiles while offering a bit more explanation, "It is why I am not sure what to make of the other girl.  Our leader was as deluded as she was and she has powers to boot.  I just do not know how to deal with it at all."  Cythi says really trying to get over it and hoping she at this point does not need to interact that much.

When Virigina gets through the rest it brings a completely blank stare at her.  "If you want I will trust you opinion to do as you will with me and I will maybe pick one thing I might like to try it out.  But only if you want to as I don't want to make you do any effort that you do not want to.  If you do I will buy the breakfast instead."  She offers a smile at last part.

In reply to Alexey (msg # 39):

Sandra was watching the news feeds looking for more coverage of any aberrant villain activity... when she heard the invitation muffled from upstairs...

She pushes the rolling business chair in the Comm room out into the hallway she calls up the nearby stairs, "No thanks, already looked at them. Those weights are not heavy enough for me!"

Then she rolls back in... catching the tail end of some shooting report on the upper East side of Seattle that has the police baffled.
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