Tale as Old As Time [Finished]

[accalia]

Sidhe: Where is who? Everyone who was here yesterday when you called me is here now.

[yamikuronue]

Siegfried hesitates, then focuses as hard as he can on Echo. Mostly he tries to summon up an image of his face, though it's invariably tainted with the feel of him, as though he wore a particular brand of perfume Siegfried is recalling, but for his mind-sense.

[accalia]

Now that Siegfried is looking for Echo specifically he finds him easily, but he also loses his sense of Sidhe and the others in the manor. Echo apparently is asleep in the herb garden. If he was lighter skinned he'd probably be getting a nice sun burn right now.

Siegfried can't get much of a sense about anything farther away from Echo than about five feet, there appears to be an obsidian wall around Echo blocking everything out that Siegfried is somehow on the inside of.

[yamikuronue]

Siegfried... actually loses his composure for a moment. He'd meant to show Sidhe what Echo looked like, but his mind had taken him to him instead. He struggles for a moment, mentally flailing, before taking a few deep breaths to try to regain his mental balance.

[accalia]

As soon as Siegfried loses concentration the sense of Echo "shatters" and falls away, the rest of the Astral that had been hidden before returning while echo once again vanishes.

[yamikuronue]

~What the hell?~

Siegfried is rapidly embarrassed that he swore, as he reaches out to where he last left Sidhe.

[accalia]

the sense of Sidhe was right where he had "left" her. a sense of puzzlement radiates from her, but she is otherwise silent.

[yamikuronue]

Siegfried tries to regain his composure, taking deep breaths, pulling his sense of himself inward into a tight little ball once more.

~My apologies. I appear to have become lost temporarily.~

[accalia]

Sidhe: indeed, what did you experience while you were lost?

[yamikuronue]

~I was attempting to show you Echo, and instead I was... transported to his location. I could sense no-one but him, it was as though he were... someplace entirely not on this earth. I am afraid I lost my composure, and was rapidly returned here.~

[accalia]

Sidhe: interesting. From my perspective you never left. you merely became.... unfocused i think is the best word... yes, unfocused for a moment and then you refocused and appeard suddenly upset.

[yamikuronue]

~Interesting... what does that mean?~

[accalia]

Sidhe: Usually just that your attention wandered and you were no longer focused on keeping your form intact here. From the sound of it though, it was soemthing different this time

[yamikuronue]

Funnily enough, that's one thing he doesn't have trouble with: he pulls very tightly inward mentally, keeping a firm grip on what he's doing. Almost too tightly...

~I shall endeavour to focus better. Shall I try to show him to you again?~

[accalia]

Sidhe: If you like. If nothing else it should prove instructive if the same thing happens again. If it does try to keep your composure so you can see where you are.