Onism

Chapter 11: Starter Pack.

Jaeger had swung by my room at around 3 am finally dropping off my long awaited package.
The dude then gave me a polite cursty before telling me.
"Greetings I am Jaegar. We will Co workers from here on out. Best of wishes, one of us will show ourselves to you occasionally with care packages and the such. Good day."

Then he left with the swipe of his hand.

That guy had way more class then Jack.

Anywho I'm going through the stack of papers and books they'd given me. Absent-mindedly I slid the jewelry on. I could tell which was which immediately. The Nowhere flame the Vindice weiled was an metal armlet. The steel was as dark as obsidian.

The mist flame one felt... Blurry. Like a mind full of fog, it was kind of slimy. It oozed out of the anklet discreetly onto my person when I touched it. The anklet had a durable silver chain link, a pretty leaf charm holding the part that clipped the chain together.

When I looked at myself in my mirror,  I looked different. I looked like the Vanya of before. I could feel the slimy presence of mist over my body.
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After I had observed myself in my mirror I'd gone straight for my stack of papers. Lightly skimming over the laws before jumping straight into flame manipulation.

'Clear your mind of thought to feel out-Blah Blah Blah. I already know what my flames feel like. Okay here it is... Imagine pulling your flames into your self and locking them up. For some it may be different depending on your flames. Clouds for one can not 'lock' up their flames. It goes against a clouds nature to do so. If you are a cloud do not attempt to lock your flames up, that will just make your flames less cooperative. Try asking them to claim your body or some bull crap like that. FUCK YOOOOOOOU JACK!'

I slapped the flame manipulation guide down for dummies. Ima just try this with what knowledge I have.

I closed my eyes, imagining becoming Kirby and sucking in all my cloud flames. Why was Kirby my choice? I'm a sleep deprived ten year old. Leave me alone.
It was surprisingly hard, my cloud flames wanted to interact with my outside body, the feathers wanting to push up against my skin from the outside and inside. They wanted to roll over my surroundings and mark it up.

My violet flames became visible in my mind as I soldiered on. Them churning with curiosity. Purring over my lap like a cat, stuffing it's head into cups and shoving itself in places where it definitely should not be. I tugged on them gently, maybe I need to coax it. Not force it. After all if a being is ruled by freedom, it is ruled by choice. I don't think I'd react to well to people trying to force me into things either. I fell into the depts within my mind. I decided I'd try talking to it or rather myself.

'Hey, errrrr cloud flames. I know you really don't wanna go back under my skin but I need you to do this please.'

The flames boiled in response.

'Yeah I agree it sucks. Your very comfortable to have outside my body to. It's super relaxing bathing in your feathers, but like. The guide on flame saturation and sentient souls says we need to... Bond more. Become one rather than two. You get me right? I need to stop referring to you as another person. I need to speak to you as if you are me. '

Violet flames hummed in response, the pressure of the invisible Limb deepening on my shoulders lightly.

Deep emotions of love and adoration rushed into my brain.

' I enjoy having your presence. The purple is actually quite pretty. Your very protective, you care for me. In return I'll care for you. Your me and I'm you. You enjoy having choice above all else. I appreciate that alot. To be able to decide for yourself, to stand above society and be what you wanna be without worry of others opinions. It makes you beutiful.'

The amethyst flames purred in a deep baritone, pressure lightened. The downy feathers giving me kisses on my cheeks.

' It makes us beautiful. It makes me beutiful. As I repeat I am you. You are me. And we get to decide how we dictate life.'

The flames roared in cheer at the speech. Congratulating me with purrs.

' I am confident. I am strong. We are strong. We are. We are... Together? Your my soul. You know what I want but sometimes I don't know what I want. So you are me and I am not you.'

The flames buzzed at me in response.

' You right. It doesn't matter. Your my instincts, what I truly may want from a situation. I want to accept you. I will accept you. '

The flames cuddled up around me. It thrilled loudly in my head.

' Be me will you? Will you please let me further us, to let us rome free?'

The flames stilted before giving a low rumble.

' Please? I promise I won't take away our freedom. I just need you to settle inside me so others can not have us. They will try to take us, claim us. That is if they know your there?'

The flames gave a deep growl at the thought of others binding it. It hummed before lazily removing itself from its surroundings.
It fled inside my body. Entering through my pores and settling under my flesh.

When I awoke from my state of trance, I looked up at a clock and noticed it said 8:38.

Ughhhh I'm so fucking tired.