(yes.

he does need to practice meditation though

use Rage to take Swarm form and leave town)

(thanks!)

(he will)

(should I make the first roll, then spend rage for crinos and swarm?)

(rage will complete the process with no need for any rolls)

(awesome, 2 points or 1? and cool, I get to write it up *S*)

(just 1)

He looks up into the darkening skies, smiling and beginning to to turn his thoughts inwards, but even as he does, once again Pista's words float to the surface, how to shift more easily, forcefully, to shift without worry, to use every wrong done to him, to his kind, his every frustration, and, like a projection on a screen, he brings to mind his problems with his parents, all that he is losing, being forced to do because of what he is, the pains of failed attempts to shift and the pain that he had to go thru..

And deep inside, like an erupting volcano, something red, hot angry bursts forth and he can feel it, feel his body flowing, changing, muscles bones, flesh, growing, moving, parts erupting even as he feels his senses changing, like a terror of old his body his body molds itself to his desire, to what he wants more than anything..

Where one had stood, now there are many..screeching greetings to the nightm they take flight..

wheres he go from there?  straight to Casino?

(yes..he has no idea how long it's going to take him to get there and is going to need breaks and such)

ok. he keeping a look along the way?

He manages after 2 days to find a rest stop with a Gas station.

(he sure is)

As much as he loves flying, loves being in the form of his Father Spirit, there are times where he needs to take a break, to become himself again..

Flying by the rest stop, the gas station, the whole area, he looks for the most out of the way spot, one he can alight on and take his birth shape again..

he manages to do so

no one sees him...

wheres he go now? into the gas station or what?

(is it just a gas station or one of those ones with the store inside?)

(a store inside and say a Pizza hut across the street)

(I like the way you think)

He looks at one place, then the other, then heads across the street towards the pizza hut, wanting a place where he can sit for a few minutes and just relax.

the pizza huts buffets hours aren't on sadly.

Not really in the mood to wait, he heads back across the street, not looking forward to what he'll find but sure he can put together a meal, and having the thought occur to him that maybe in a way some of what sis happening is good for him, he hasn't been sheltered, but he has been privedledged, and maybe having to do so many things out of what he knows, out of his comfort zone, is a good thing.

they have a number of frozen things which they can heat up

including small pizzas Corndogs, Burritos


And Nachos

Smoked Sausage

Chili Dogs.

He takes his time, wandering around, not sure what to get, then he smiles, putting together a chilidog with extra chese and onions, grabbing a small bag of munchos and a large bottle of coke and heading to the counter.

(pretty much what my performing partner swears by on the way to gigs lol)

(does he have enough cash or is it time for plastic?)

(time for plastic)

he sets his items on the counter, waiting while the person behind it finishes some other tasks, smiling when his attention is on Samuel. "Just these, please"

As he waits to be rung up he sees he's out of cash, and sighs, not liking having to use the card since it means there's a record he was here, but at the moment it can't be helped.

it works and he gets hir purchases and can eat.

He looks around for a good spot to sit, maybe some benches or just a nice shady tree to sit under while he eats and relaxes for a bit..

he finds a bit of shade behind the building...

But its difficult to find privacy to take swarm form.

He sits, leaning back and relaxing, experiencing his first chilidog, something he's not sure he's crazy about but trying not to make a mess actually makes him laugh, the cold of the soda and salt of the chips all seem to go together and he enjoys his lunch more than he expected to.

(what kind of people are around, anyone seem to notice him sitting there and eating?)

no most are passerbyes.