Meditation: Better than drugs (Leon?)

[Avice Locke]

The breeze blew in her face and snapped out of her trance. It was bright and it was sunny she held up her hand to shield her eyes from the sun. Disoriented she started to look around and realized she was far to close to the edge of what looked to be a Roof! Her eyes adjusted and she gripped the bed railing to view the Cabal grounds from where she was. How she went from meditating in the hospital room to the roof of the building she wondered what pain meds she last took actually were because wholly shit that was some good stuff if it just knocked her flat the fuck out.

"Ooh..." She looked to see what she was trying for and she slipped the diamond that had fallen in her lap into her pocket. She could not fathom why she got up here but started to panic a bit as she quickly realized she was a bit stranded. Not like she could wheel herself up here or back down. "Shitte... Shitte..." Someone must be getting a laugh out of this. A prank no doubt and she was growing pissed off not to mention embarrassed and... oh just all the frustration!

"Oi, brilliant idea... Eric? Gonna shove me off the roof this time instead of out of my chair?!" She slumped back in her bed pissy as hell. "I'll kill 'im!"

[Leon]

"Eeeesh, don't yell so loud."

Should she investigate crouched on her head board would be Leon in all his usual splendor, with his left pinky finger jammed thoroughly within his left ear trying to dig around.

"You got up here on your own. I can push you off if you want though."

[Avice Locke]

"Huh?" Half her face scrunched up in this annoyance confusion as she twisted around toward the voice. First of all, he was there and second of all, what the fuck did he mean? She had half a mind to blame him for whatever the fuck this was.

"Oi, don't think we've spoken before... So I can't imagine what ya 'ave against me to think that I need Jokes right now, Sir." She at least knew who he was even if that did not lessen the venom slipping through her voice.

[Leon]

"I'm not joking. I saw Qi moving sporadically and rapidly. Followed it to the roof in case of break in or invasion. There you were hospital bed and all."

He'd hop down and look over the edge.

"So I waited. Seems like you don't know either. So begs the question. How?"

[Avice Locke]

"You suspect it was mine?" She wondered if she honestly could do something to make one of the head honcho's of Cabal take concern. She scratched her curls putting two and two together but it came out more like an algebra equation missing some parts and she sucked at the subject

"I..." Embarrassed to admit it to someone else because it was a lot of mumbo-jumbo to most people who were more logical than spiritual. "I learned somethin' called meditatin'..." her cheeks were flush and her nose tickled from the blood rushing through. She rubbed the itch from her nose and cleared her throat. Gaining back the bolstering front she liked to put. It was becoming harder in her position to feel some semblance of confidence and strength. Which is probably the worst part. "Somethin' my partner suggested an' honestly I'd feel like a wank if I didn't try it out on my own."

[Leon]

Leon would nod at her explanation.

"Your partner was right to suggest meditation. Seems to be awakening interesting bits of power hidden away. Stuff you aren't even openly aware of. Maybe you should try... Delving into these changes."

Leon would suggest.

"Likely sooner than later."

[Avice Locke]

She shrugged lifting up her still bandaged arm just slightly. "Not like I'm goin' anywhere to do much else..." Then again she ended up here, the look of confusion on her face deepened. She looked around and wondered just what it might be that she'd end up right here. "That might be a lie."

But she ended up here and another two feet it could have been over the edge that was a little frightening. She looked up at Leon again even if she had little reason to be she still felt suspicious. Her usual case of paranoia and lack of trust in others. "I'll not forget it if you are pullin' the only leg I've got. Oi, an' if my partner put ya up to this..." She heavily exhaled the bubbling frustration and inhaled a calming breath.

Oh if she found out this was all a dumb prank or some sick way to get her hopes up she'd never forgive or forget it. But damn it she'd already been kicked off her high horse, no reason for anyone to just keep rubbing her face in the dirt.

She calmed her self and just looked at the view of the campus. If it wasn't a trick she'd sure take some new motivation to trust that mumbo-jumbo.

[Leon]

"No trick, but..."

Leon would turn to look her in the eyes.

"There is the way you are going about it. Slow, methodical, proper. Then there is the fast way."

Leon would sit on the bed folding his arms, looking to the sky and crossing his left leg over his right.

"Just depends on which you want to do."

[Avice Locke]

You can't see her brow arch much higher than it did just now. "I'm listenin'..."

Seemed like the way she was going was working but she did have to report for duty in two weeks. Maybe she was not going at a good enough pace, certainly, that was not a final decision if she proved unable to perform. Still, she'd rather not go soft lying in bed for much longer than that.

[Leon]

"Well... The Fast way is hard, and dangerous. Though results are always found from my experience. Care to try your hand?"

Leon would look at her as his eyes would change to the Seikatsugan and he would smile.

[Avice Locke]

His eyes changed and he looked at her with their surreal inversions of color. If she could see color she'd like to think they'd be more intimidating. Even for being as intimidating as they were she scooted a couple inches back away from him. Could only so discrete about that kind of movement. The expression on her face searched him for a moment of movement that would alarm her to danger. Basically, her guard came up as he smiled

"Not sure I actually want to risk the only other 'and I 'ave." But she had things to think about. "What kind of results 'ave ya found? An' what kind of danger are yee talkin' 'bout?"

[Leon]

Leon would make no such threatening movements. He had made an offer, not a threat, if she didn't want it she didn't want it.

"Multiple things. We discover more about ourselves, locked away potential, ambitions, totally new personalities. Anything that might be hidden, held back, or forgotten in the recesses of your mind. Dangers include rampages, succumbing to your Qi and being consumed by it's powerful emotions. Being driven mad by the locked away side of yourself no one else see's... Or complete and utter control over yourself and unimaginable power."

Leon's smile turned to a toothy half smirk.

"The fast way, if you must be so informed will involve a wild ride in your head and soul. Confronting your Qi on an alternate, yet physical plane. From there, anything could happen."

[Avice Locke]

"I can be better or I be worse... or I be dead." No pressure or nothing. She would admit that even her jobs as a runner did not involve this level of doubt for her. She had thoughts to turn him down but she was incredibly curious as to what she would find.

Avice wanted to cross her arms while she thought as she usually would in the past but that was not happening as she kept reminding herself. The wounds were about closed and the physical pain is about completely gone. She just hated being in this bed more than anything!

She covered her mouth and furrowed her brow. It was all her just being indecisive and she just shook her head and mentally shouted: "Fuck it". Looking at Leon with still a furrow in her brow but an absolute yes in her expression. "If I become anythin' less than what I am now I fear I might rather be dead..." She waved her hand denying any farther doubt she might have as if it was smoke in her face. "Let's do it, quickly... before I back out."

[Leon]

"Excellent."

Leon would turn back at her to make eye contact!

A field, smells of calm, sweet things. Salt water, birds chirping. A black sky and grey clouds, a sun that casts no light. There is no color, grey everywhere. A black ooze dripping from cracks and breaks in the field up into the sky to join the rest of the blackness.

"Interesting... Mindscape."

[Avice Locke]

She shrugged at his comment "Monochromia... I don't know what color is but my eyes are sensitive to bright lights." She walked and yes walked which surprised her for a moment long enough for her to take a look at both feet and arms. It made sense to her like it was a dream that whatever was coming she'd go with it. Except for some things.

"Black snot symbolizing my depression and anger issues? Am I drowning in misery or some shit?" She grew sick to think this was some kind of Qi Therapy session. she didn't wait for an answer though... she just started moving forward.

Just started walking across the landscape like she usually did. With the ambiance, she began whistling she felt the wind and it gave her a tempo and the smell gave her a feeling. She kind of felt nostalgic with the salty air. The sea was something she enjoyed but the memories she had near the ocean... near that port town that claimed to be her home... they were mostly sour.