Spiritless Life

life mission

Bracken ran down the steps of the castle entrance and straight into Dolph on her way down. Her large, curvaceous body jiggled and shook as she rammed front-first into his back. Dolph heard her coming, but didn't move out of the way as he was focused on the scenery before him, looking for any sign for Karam.

Finally coming to a stop, she began pulling at Dolph in a hurry, trying to get him to come with her. She was obviously panicked about something. Dolph, though, wouldn't budge. There was no way he was about to let Karam get away. Unless it was for a disaster-sized emergency, "What is it, girl? Speak."

Bracken stopped and turned back, her hand still grabbing at his shirt. She stared with wide eyes at the front doors before finally turning to explain. She took a deep breath and looked straight into his eyes. This alone showed just how highly she viewed him. Bracken was calm enough and open enough and that doesn't happen for just anybody. In fact, it happens quite rarely. "Ya-Yung Prince-ssss Kay-"

"Her letter, I know." He glanced back around the field briefly before turning back and once again giving her his full attention, "Is that what this is about?"

She shook her head roughly.

Dolph furrowed his brows, "You know where she is?"

Bracken nodded her head enough to make someone dizzy just by watching.

Dolph swept her smoothly up in his arms and was already halfway up the stairs before she noticed what was happening, "Where?"

Bracken recovered quickly, already used to his fanatics, and pointed him down one hall after another. Within a few seconds they'd made it almost 15 meters and into a quiet part of the castle in an empty room.

Dolph stepped inside, glancing around. Bracken slipped down from his arms.

Karam turned around. He hadn't noticed her standing in front of the window because he was looking for another form entirely, so when she turned to face him he startled slightly as if she'd just appeared out of thin air. Dolph blinked at her, the goddess in the room. He focused in on her features. There was something that drew him towards them... Something... Not enchanting, but capturing. There was a mystery here that he felt he had to find out.

Karam nodded as she looked at him, "Fetch the Deak boy." Bracken hurried back out.

"Who- wai- Deak- Wha-" Dolph stuttered.

Karam moved towards him, glancing his body up and down.

Dolph didn't question her like someone with his abilities might but instead waited, lost, for her to explain herself.

After walking around him she stopped before him, her dress tail circling around him. She tilted her head to the side, "Have you ever wanted to be a girl? Or maybe a bit more buff?" She glanced down him again, even pulling up his shirt to reveal his stomach.

Dolph looked around while pulling his shirt back down, "Not really, do you know where the Young Princess Karam is?"

"Why wouldn't I?" She replied off handedly as she turned back around to the window and again stood before it. She watched for a moment before asking, "what about your eyes? Another color, maybe?" She turned to him again, "Or different hair? Younger, older?"

"No, um... You said you know where the Young Princess is? Would you mind telling me?"

Karam moved her sight to the door, "Do I need too?"

The door opened and Bracken, Jeronimo, and Pharrell stepped through the door. Bracken bowed to Karam as she entered and quickly closed the door behind her as she left.

Pharrell immediately turned his face to the ground upon noticing Karam. The reaction that one would normally first have after seeing her. He was showing his resignation to her power.

Jeronimo, on the other hand, watched her with wide childlike interest.

Karam motioned him over. "Jer Honey, would you like to come with your Fiance on a little trip?" Karam leaned over with a heavenly smile.

Jer's eyebrows jumped, "Are you going?"

"Of course. Otherwise, why would I be inviting you?"

"Than I want to go! I want to become a big strong man and marry you when I grow up, miss! If you do, I'll give you all of my followers!"

Karam's smile grew, but only on the surface. "Don't you mean friends?" She put aside his attempt at cheating for now and turned to Pharrell. "Do you mind, darling? I'll take good care of him."

Pharrell hesitated. His head was still bowed, so his face still couldn't be seen but Karam read right through him. He didn't want to endanger his ties with the kingdom. She always knew he was the kind, loyal type.

"Oh, and don't worry about Maraak, Darling. Just tell him I brought him along. He won't mind." She came up with a name on the spot.

"Yes, of course, Miss." Pharrell quickly answered. He bowed deeper.

"Let in Bracken on your way out." Karam turned back to Jer while giving another off-handed order, "Doll, go sit over there. Now, Jer, would you like to be a big, strong man?"

Jer puffed out his chest, "that way, I can protect you! You don't need to get hurt anymore!" He looked pointedly down at her chest before continuing, "If someone tries to hurt you than I..." He continued talking, repeating his words in some instances.

Karam nodded along with him, not really listening. She reached over to touch a chair and pulled one of Jer's hands into her other palm.

First, she changed his clothes. She made his blue cat sweater, mini skirt, fluffy slippers, and undershirt into a blue poncho-dress. She then made him a female. She added some size and age, making sure his clothes were still large enough. Gave him a bit of a bust and shaped him out, changed his hair, colored his eyes, and tweaked his face.

All this time Karam had mostly been covering Dolph's view- who was sitting on a chair in the corner- but not entirely. He watched as the five year old boy turned into a twelve year old girl. Watched as her hair grew out and turned white, eyes turned from brown to purple, and listened as her voice changed.

Karam glanced down at her hand, which still had about half a chair left. After a second, she fixed up the simple poncho into a luxurious lilac dress. It had long, flowy, off the shoulder sleeves and a simple lace bottom ending just above her knees. It was a poofy, youthful dress that suit both of her personalities. Karam had two chair legs left. After a brief pause, she added three more white accents. After aging his brain a little Karam was done.

"Okay, I'm done. Now, I'll call you Mimi outside, okay? This is a secret mission to save the world so don't tell anyone who you really are, okay?"

Jer only seemed to notice that something had happened when her head was tweaked near the end. She paused and looked down at the floor. It took a little while, and a fit, for her to finally comprehend and come to terms about what had just happened.