Naomi grins as she hears her mom sigh on the other end of the line.
"Are you sure you won't be able to contact me?" her mom asks.
"Yes Mom, I asked Alonsa five times. We'll be fine. We're just going to Mexico City for a week at most." Naomi lies, wishing she could tell her that she's actually going to Ancient Greece,
Her mom doesn't answer for a moment, then Naomi hears her sigh heavily.
"Alright, but call me as soon as you get back. Understand?" her mom finally answers.
"Yes Mom, see you then."
"I love you Naomi."
"I love you too Mom. Bye."
"Goodbye Dear."
The phone goes silent.
Naomi sighs now.
"Everything alright?" Alonsa asks as she enters the room.
"Yeah, Mom just is being a mom." Naomi answers.
Alonsa chuckles.
"That's what moms do, Naomi. They love and worry." Alonsa says as she smiles.
Naomi chuckles, before her smile fades.
"What about Dads?" she asks.
Alonsa's grin fades.
"I'm sorry to say that I wouldn't know. The only Father figure I've ever had is the Lord." Alonsa says, "To tell you the truth, I never really even had a Mother."
Naomi's eyes widen.
To tell you the truth, Naomi has never thought about Alonsa in the light of actually having a family. It's never come up in conversation, so she's never thought about it. Now, as she looks back at the last five minutes of this conversatioin, she feels bad. Alonsa's sigh brings her back to reality.
"C'mon Naomi, time to go." Alonsa says as she walks out the door.
Naomi nods.
"Alright." Naomi says as she follows close behind.
As she follows, she watches as Alonsa's wings appear and spread wide across her back, the orange feathers shinging nicely against the hallway light. Soon the pair find themselves in a closed off room, no windows or a closet, just like a big box. As Naomi steps in, Alonsa closes the door behind them and locks the five (yes, five) locks, before she uses some weird spell to seal the door, making the room tottaly untouchable.
"Alright Naomi, remember what happened before?" Alonsa asks as she turns towards Naomi.
"Yeah, I'll probably be in control of Icicene's body when I get there, so I have to exit as soon as possible, then, like last time, I float there and watch what happens." Naomi answers.
Alonsa nods.
"That's about it."
"Hey, question."
"Yes?"
"Will I be able to make contact with Icicene like I was able to with Calankaiana?"
Alonsa thinks for moment, before answering.
"It's a possibility, but I really don't know." Alonsa answers.
"I guess we'll find out when we get there, right?" Naomi says, smiling.
Alonsa grins.
"That's right."
Naomi laughs. After a moment, the two fall quiet.
"Are you ready?" Alonsa asks.
Naomi sighs.
"Ready as I'll ever be." she answers.
Alonsa nods, before breathing in a deep breath.
"Nympha Somnii, Regina Maeve! Portam Aperiens ad Se Nos Alliciat!" Alonsa chants.
Suddenly, Naomi feels her heartbeat fasten with each word spoken, and her head begins to thud hard, as if a almighty migraine is taking form in her brain.
"Goddess Hera,
God Zeus,
Princess of Sweet Memory,
Allow her to rise,
Take Heed,
Fly,
Unlock the mind,
Awaken, Icicene!" Alonsa chants.
As Icicene's name hits Naomi's ear drums, her body feels numb, and like last, she drops to her hands and knees, breathing hard as her soul begins to travel back. Once again, the world around her begins to fade out, leaving only one known entity in her midst. Alonsa.
"That's right Naomi, open yourself to Icicene's pressence, and travel back, back to the world of Ancient Greece..." Alonsa instructs, her voice fading out, Naomi's world going black.
Ancient Greece
Seleucid Empire
Mesopotamia
206 BCE
Slowly, light begins to filter into Naomi's eyes, the unusual soreness feeling somewhat nostalgic. She sits up to see that she's in a larger then normal bed, about the same size as Calankaiana's had been. Two posters run up the sides of the head of the bed, sheer white fabric hanging beautifully from the tops. She removes the elegant bedding and steps onto the cool white marble, trying to take in the beautiful architecture, as well as the hand crafted furnishings. A vanity similar to one she had had in Egypt sits nearby next to a large standing mirror, encased in silver and more white marble. A white wardrobe sits against the wall paraell to the side of the bed, a familar chest sitting beside it, a lock put fast on it, as if the contents of inside are too sacred to be shared. She turns and looks towards two french looking doors, hidden by silks and sheer fabrics hanging gracefully from the ceiling, swaying swiftly in the small breeze coming from outside. She takes heave to run out to the balcony, taken away by the beautiful scenery. The green, lush forest from her dream looks more lively against the bright sunlight now that she sees it in through real eyes, the marble temples for the great Gods and Goddesses peaking out through the canopy with such distinition that it's uncany. She chuckles and turns back towards the room, seeming to skip back into the colossal room. It's now that she finally realizes that she's in Icicene's body, not her own. Though, since she hasn't yet felt Icicene's pressence, she had tottaly forgotten. She turns and catches herself in the mirror, and sighs, happy to see the same person looking back at her, only wearing a simple white night gown, a shawl like top covering her shoulders. Though, as she looks, she notices that her eyes are no longer hazel, but the brightest of crystal blue, something that she's never imagined herself owning. She looks over at the vanity and glimpes a beautiful piece. A tiara, though not really a tiara truly. It looks like gold leaves, something that reminds Naomi of marble statues of the Gods and Goddesses, with a large, shining emerald encased in the middle. She sighs, happy by the sight.
"My lady, are you awake yet, Your Highness?"
"Yes Asia." Naomi answers.
But it wasn't her that said it. She grasps herself. Icicene somehow spoke out!
Within seconds, the wooden door opens to reveal Asia, Alonsa's second idenity. Still as beautiful as ever as she walks in, a simple dress drapped across her body, revealing her flat stomach.
"LET ME OUT, WHOEVER YOU ARE!" a sudden voice yells from Naomi's core.
Icicene is awake, alive, and kicking,
Naomi uses her knowledge from last time to escape Icicene's body, living her to slightly collapse to the ground, and almost stopping Asia's heart.
"Your Majesty!" Asia yells as she runs to Icicene's side, holding her close as Icicene tries to stand back up.
Naomi looks down to see herself back in her modern outfit, causing her to sigh. Though, until a hard hit to the head takes her by surprise.
"OUFF!" Naomi says as she tumples in the air, before turning to see Alonsa staring her down, "What was that for?!"
"For not immediately leaving Icicene's body like I told you to!" Alonsa yells back, irritated.
They glare at each other for a few moments, before they finally get over it, looking back down at the situation below.
"Your Highness, are you alright?" Asia asks.
Icicene nods.
"Yes, I am fine. Just got dizzy I supose." Icicene says as she stands up straight.
Asia looks concerned for a moment, before sighing.
"Alright, well, it's time for you to get dressed." Asia says as she walks over to the wardrobe, opening one of the large doors, revealing many white outfits.
After a few minutes, Naomi finds herself once again going goo-goo eyed over the beautiful dress her incarnation wears, the fabric the richest of white silks, the top kinda looking like a renisance version of an 80's shirt girls wear nowadays in the modern world. A large gold waist band holds the dress in place, allowing the skirt to flow elegantly over her white sandals. Most of her long, chestnut hair is in a braid, some of her shorter locks braided around her head, slightly above her ears, leaving her signature bangs to hang naturally as they always have. Gold strands tied with metalic beads are braided in with her hair, reflecting any light that comes down on her as she moves, matching her gold, dew-drop earrings, upper arm bands, and carved cuffs. The two last pieces that go on are her beautiful tiara, sitting perfectly on her head, then something that immediately catches Naomi's eye. A choker like necklace, strung with what looks like small emeralds and pearls, is tied around her neck. And, in the middle of the necklace, lays the opal that Calankaiana had worn before her and the same one that Naomi yearns to own.
As for makeup, a simple concealer-like paste is put over Icicene's imperfections, if any, followed by a dim pink lip stain and over exaggerated eye liner, and light green eye shadow, causing a slight smokey eye that compliments Icicene's briliant bright blue eyes. Naomi grins as she watches Icicene get up from the vanity, looking more like a goddess then anything else.
"Dang, I look good!" Naomi says, made happy by Icicene's appearance.
Alonsa laughs, humored by Naomi's fasination with herself.
Though, she stops instantly when she notices Icicene react.
"Princess? What's wrong?" Asia asks.
Icicene glimpses in Naomi's and Alonsa's direction, putting them both on edge.
"For some odd reason, I feel as if someone is watching us." Icicene answers.
Naomi grins with the happiest feelings. Icicene sees her.
"Are you sure you won't be able to contact me?" her mom asks.
"Yes Mom, I asked Alonsa five times. We'll be fine. We're just going to Mexico City for a week at most." Naomi lies, wishing she could tell her that she's actually going to Ancient Greece,
Her mom doesn't answer for a moment, then Naomi hears her sigh heavily.
"Alright, but call me as soon as you get back. Understand?" her mom finally answers.
"Yes Mom, see you then."
"I love you Naomi."
"I love you too Mom. Bye."
"Goodbye Dear."
The phone goes silent.
Naomi sighs now.
"Everything alright?" Alonsa asks as she enters the room.
"Yeah, Mom just is being a mom." Naomi answers.
Alonsa chuckles.
"That's what moms do, Naomi. They love and worry." Alonsa says as she smiles.
Naomi chuckles, before her smile fades.
"What about Dads?" she asks.
Alonsa's grin fades.
"I'm sorry to say that I wouldn't know. The only Father figure I've ever had is the Lord." Alonsa says, "To tell you the truth, I never really even had a Mother."
Naomi's eyes widen.
To tell you the truth, Naomi has never thought about Alonsa in the light of actually having a family. It's never come up in conversation, so she's never thought about it. Now, as she looks back at the last five minutes of this conversatioin, she feels bad. Alonsa's sigh brings her back to reality.
"C'mon Naomi, time to go." Alonsa says as she walks out the door.
Naomi nods.
"Alright." Naomi says as she follows close behind.
As she follows, she watches as Alonsa's wings appear and spread wide across her back, the orange feathers shinging nicely against the hallway light. Soon the pair find themselves in a closed off room, no windows or a closet, just like a big box. As Naomi steps in, Alonsa closes the door behind them and locks the five (yes, five) locks, before she uses some weird spell to seal the door, making the room tottaly untouchable.
"Alright Naomi, remember what happened before?" Alonsa asks as she turns towards Naomi.
"Yeah, I'll probably be in control of Icicene's body when I get there, so I have to exit as soon as possible, then, like last time, I float there and watch what happens." Naomi answers.
Alonsa nods.
"That's about it."
"Hey, question."
"Yes?"
"Will I be able to make contact with Icicene like I was able to with Calankaiana?"
Alonsa thinks for moment, before answering.
"It's a possibility, but I really don't know." Alonsa answers.
"I guess we'll find out when we get there, right?" Naomi says, smiling.
Alonsa grins.
"That's right."
Naomi laughs. After a moment, the two fall quiet.
"Are you ready?" Alonsa asks.
Naomi sighs.
"Ready as I'll ever be." she answers.
Alonsa nods, before breathing in a deep breath.
"Nympha Somnii, Regina Maeve! Portam Aperiens ad Se Nos Alliciat!" Alonsa chants.
Suddenly, Naomi feels her heartbeat fasten with each word spoken, and her head begins to thud hard, as if a almighty migraine is taking form in her brain.
"Goddess Hera,
God Zeus,
Princess of Sweet Memory,
Allow her to rise,
Take Heed,
Fly,
Unlock the mind,
Awaken, Icicene!" Alonsa chants.
As Icicene's name hits Naomi's ear drums, her body feels numb, and like last, she drops to her hands and knees, breathing hard as her soul begins to travel back. Once again, the world around her begins to fade out, leaving only one known entity in her midst. Alonsa.
"That's right Naomi, open yourself to Icicene's pressence, and travel back, back to the world of Ancient Greece..." Alonsa instructs, her voice fading out, Naomi's world going black.
Ancient Greece
Seleucid Empire
Mesopotamia
206 BCE
Slowly, light begins to filter into Naomi's eyes, the unusual soreness feeling somewhat nostalgic. She sits up to see that she's in a larger then normal bed, about the same size as Calankaiana's had been. Two posters run up the sides of the head of the bed, sheer white fabric hanging beautifully from the tops. She removes the elegant bedding and steps onto the cool white marble, trying to take in the beautiful architecture, as well as the hand crafted furnishings. A vanity similar to one she had had in Egypt sits nearby next to a large standing mirror, encased in silver and more white marble. A white wardrobe sits against the wall paraell to the side of the bed, a familar chest sitting beside it, a lock put fast on it, as if the contents of inside are too sacred to be shared. She turns and looks towards two french looking doors, hidden by silks and sheer fabrics hanging gracefully from the ceiling, swaying swiftly in the small breeze coming from outside. She takes heave to run out to the balcony, taken away by the beautiful scenery. The green, lush forest from her dream looks more lively against the bright sunlight now that she sees it in through real eyes, the marble temples for the great Gods and Goddesses peaking out through the canopy with such distinition that it's uncany. She chuckles and turns back towards the room, seeming to skip back into the colossal room. It's now that she finally realizes that she's in Icicene's body, not her own. Though, since she hasn't yet felt Icicene's pressence, she had tottaly forgotten. She turns and catches herself in the mirror, and sighs, happy to see the same person looking back at her, only wearing a simple white night gown, a shawl like top covering her shoulders. Though, as she looks, she notices that her eyes are no longer hazel, but the brightest of crystal blue, something that she's never imagined herself owning. She looks over at the vanity and glimpes a beautiful piece. A tiara, though not really a tiara truly. It looks like gold leaves, something that reminds Naomi of marble statues of the Gods and Goddesses, with a large, shining emerald encased in the middle. She sighs, happy by the sight.
"My lady, are you awake yet, Your Highness?"
"Yes Asia." Naomi answers.
But it wasn't her that said it. She grasps herself. Icicene somehow spoke out!
Within seconds, the wooden door opens to reveal Asia, Alonsa's second idenity. Still as beautiful as ever as she walks in, a simple dress drapped across her body, revealing her flat stomach.
"LET ME OUT, WHOEVER YOU ARE!" a sudden voice yells from Naomi's core.
Icicene is awake, alive, and kicking,
Naomi uses her knowledge from last time to escape Icicene's body, living her to slightly collapse to the ground, and almost stopping Asia's heart.
"Your Majesty!" Asia yells as she runs to Icicene's side, holding her close as Icicene tries to stand back up.
Naomi looks down to see herself back in her modern outfit, causing her to sigh. Though, until a hard hit to the head takes her by surprise.
"OUFF!" Naomi says as she tumples in the air, before turning to see Alonsa staring her down, "What was that for?!"
"For not immediately leaving Icicene's body like I told you to!" Alonsa yells back, irritated.
They glare at each other for a few moments, before they finally get over it, looking back down at the situation below.
"Your Highness, are you alright?" Asia asks.
Icicene nods.
"Yes, I am fine. Just got dizzy I supose." Icicene says as she stands up straight.
Asia looks concerned for a moment, before sighing.
"Alright, well, it's time for you to get dressed." Asia says as she walks over to the wardrobe, opening one of the large doors, revealing many white outfits.
After a few minutes, Naomi finds herself once again going goo-goo eyed over the beautiful dress her incarnation wears, the fabric the richest of white silks, the top kinda looking like a renisance version of an 80's shirt girls wear nowadays in the modern world. A large gold waist band holds the dress in place, allowing the skirt to flow elegantly over her white sandals. Most of her long, chestnut hair is in a braid, some of her shorter locks braided around her head, slightly above her ears, leaving her signature bangs to hang naturally as they always have. Gold strands tied with metalic beads are braided in with her hair, reflecting any light that comes down on her as she moves, matching her gold, dew-drop earrings, upper arm bands, and carved cuffs. The two last pieces that go on are her beautiful tiara, sitting perfectly on her head, then something that immediately catches Naomi's eye. A choker like necklace, strung with what looks like small emeralds and pearls, is tied around her neck. And, in the middle of the necklace, lays the opal that Calankaiana had worn before her and the same one that Naomi yearns to own.
As for makeup, a simple concealer-like paste is put over Icicene's imperfections, if any, followed by a dim pink lip stain and over exaggerated eye liner, and light green eye shadow, causing a slight smokey eye that compliments Icicene's briliant bright blue eyes. Naomi grins as she watches Icicene get up from the vanity, looking more like a goddess then anything else.
"Dang, I look good!" Naomi says, made happy by Icicene's appearance.
Alonsa laughs, humored by Naomi's fasination with herself.
Though, she stops instantly when she notices Icicene react.
"Princess? What's wrong?" Asia asks.
Icicene glimpses in Naomi's and Alonsa's direction, putting them both on edge.
"For some odd reason, I feel as if someone is watching us." Icicene answers.
Naomi grins with the happiest feelings. Icicene sees her.
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