beendeaddonethat: Tori Amos "Crucify" ("Nothing I do is good enough for you")
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When one is faced with an issue that cannot be solved by force, or at least, it cannot be done without risk, a logical solution is to research it first. Which is what she honestly should've done in the first place. Perhaps her beloved husband's ways has influenced her a bit too much.

She was, however, at heart, still mainly an Alchemist. More than anything else. One with the Universe. One who could give or take life. And one of the best Altean Alchemy researchers.

Research. There's, Honerva knows, a lot she still doesn't know about Antheans. There's no such people in her own Reality. These people, they might make for good research subjects. And perhaps more. However, there's still a lot she needs to find out before she can make another move.

It's only natural that further research is necessary before anything can be done. Subtly. Truly, her dear husband's ways influenced her a bit overmuch, perhaps, and she needs to go back to the subtle ways of her people.

First, she needs to look. Observe. It's how anything should begin, after all.

The Wilds, as this place is called, don't seem to have too many inhabitants. Or at least, this part of the Wilds. There's a group of some people living in the Wilds, she made sure to stay far enough away from them, for now, just in case. So, this corner of the Wilds she claims as hers. Hopefully, that means she can do a ritual without any interruption, even though she has neither any Druids, nor any Galra, nor any Antheans in this reality to guard her and make certain there are no interruptions.

She kneels in the middle of the alchemical circle she's prepared.

And she begins.

Leaves her own body to go and explore. To research, she might say. Unseen.

She (her spirit) reels back in suprise and pain when the familiar White Lion is suddenly behind her and bites her arm.

She knew he was in Nexus, inside the being which that subject called 'Atlas', but she didn't know the White Lion would be that quick to find her. It only made sense, however, as this was the spiritual space and he was a very ancient spirit and her presence was nowadays large enough to be felt. She had slayed the White Lion once, back home, in Oriande, it'd only make sense he would attack her on sight. Next time, she would need to be more careful when venturing out of her own body.

She blasts the White Lion to shake it off, knowing it's unfortunately not enough Quintessence to hurt it much, but she didn't come prepared to fight. She was here to go and see her enemies from afar, not to engage in combat right now. For that, she's not prepared at the moment.

She's managed to shake the Lion off for a moment, so, really dissatisfied now, she returns to her body. She sighs, takes a deep breath, and opens her eyes.

Honerva's a little irritated, but she she'll just try another day, with more preparation and more planning. She goes, physically now, to the nearest field of flowers. Looking at flowers is always calming. She's not physically injured, but she is a little tired right now. Once she's calmed enough, she can drain some flowers and other plants of their quintessence.

[OOC: Feel free to have felt that something's going on and come check, or even accidentally come upon her. So, open to anyone who'd ever go near the Wilds for any reason. /ooc.]
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Honerva / Haggar (Queen of the Galra)

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