Mero was currently in the form of a rock. It had been days, years, millenia, he was not sure, and nor was there any kind of clue about it on the pitted surface of the mundane rock, sitting in the middle of an open plain, the onle break in the worn down, gently rolling hills.

Normally Miralight tried to avoid teleportation spells but each time she found a new one she just had to try it. This one was rather old and had been written in a foreign tongue making it all the more interesting. So of course it had to be tired! With a loud bang much like what the modern world called a sonic boom a small woman who at first glance would appear to be nothing but a child tumbled out of now where and landed on her butt blinking a couple times. Immediately upon her landing a book floated from her grasp and a pen began to scribble in the pen furiously as the girl looked around. She quickly bounced to her feet and straightened her garments. She looked like she was wearing things others might have discarded all put together in an eccentric jumble her long brown hair frizzed from the travel as she looked over the great expanses not really noticing the man sitting on the rock not far away.. that was until she looked up and grinned waving. ”Care to point me in the way of New Warnith?” her voice was light and playful as a wide grin spread across her face.

(no man on the rock he is the rock)

(Ahhh! *head desk* Sorry read it wrong thanks for the correction)

(gah...phone)

(np! I'll work on my PM let me know when you're back! *hugs*)

(I'm going to rewrite my post just to make it set right)

Normally Miralight tried to avoid teleportation spells but each time she found a new one she just had to try it. This one was rather old and had been written in a foreign tongue, making it all the more interesting. So of course it had to be tired! With a loud bang much like what the modern world called a sonic boom a small woman who at first glance would appear to be nothing but a child tumbled out of no where and landed on her butt blinking a couple times. Immediately upon her landing a book floated from her grasp and a pen began to scribble in the now floating book furiously. The girl looked around seeing nothing but a rock and paused admiring the structure of the object. She quickly bounced to her feet and straightened her garments. She looked like she was wearing things others might have discarded all put together in an eccentric jumble her long brown hair frizzed from the travel as she looked over the great expanses once again then diverted her eyes to the rock. ”Henry! Where is that spell?”

“What spell?” a male voice seeming from nowhere asked.

”The spell that I always use!” She replied looking up at the book and pen.

“How should I know?”

”YOU HAVE MY BOOK!”

“Oh! So I do.. hmm.. you do it all the time.. figure it our yourself!”

”Fine!.. I think it was.. OH! Got it!” Her hands extended before her towards the stone as powerful magic bent the grass away from her form. Then a sudden shiver echoed without sound over the landscape before the man who currently was a stone felt his form gain mobility, though the true purpose of the spell was to instill the ability to speak and carry on an intelligent conversation, that part of it however was delayed considering the rock already in fact did have intelligence.

”Sir Rock! Please tell me the way to New Wornith from here?”

(sorry back)

(Np! I hope my reply is better then my original!)

Possibly to her surprise as she spoke to rock it rippled and molded itself changing color from the sandy brown to purple as the rock became more of a puddle. The puddled rippled for several seconds before it rose up, an exact copy of her staring back at her, staring.

The pen paused from its scribbling as Miralight’s jaw dropped her eyes lingered on the figure before her then she titled her head and bounced pulling her hands against her chest before running in place and taking a quick leaped bounce to the reflections side. She bounded around the replica looking at the figure with increasing interest. ”WOW! It never worked that way before! LOOK! Isn’t that sooo cool!”

”Mistress if I might” the male voice chimed

”LOOK LOOK! I told you my boobs weren’t that small!!!! HAHH! See look!” she announced poking her new reflections cleavage. ”More then enough to grab and suck! See! And you said I had the chest of a 9 year old!.. Pahh!” The pen and book seemed to wilt for a moment before the male voice spoke again.

”If you would just liste”

”Look look! I’m cute! SOO NEAT!.. I thought I was taller though!” She announced titling her head and rubbing her chin.

”I mean to tell you that ahh”

”EHEHEHEH!! SOo cool!”

”MISTRESS LISTEN ALREADY!”

”WHAT?” she glared up at the book and pen putting her hands on her hips and tapping her right armored boot.

(gahh the world conspires)

(lol! Need to finish this off another night? :P Or is the cat helping again?)

(ok, back I think

He just looked to see if he could find who it was she was talking to not able to speak at the time it would seem, for his form rippled and changed, the color shifting,but not much else as he tried to communicate with the odd short woman, that he did not know was odd at all.

”Your magic did not do that Mistress! This…. Person.. thing.. object.. oddity.. Ahhh.. whatever it is! Well it’s not something you created!”

Mira looked at the reflection curiously her eyes dodging down from the pen and book that slowly began to rotate around the two of them just out of arms reach. ”Well! Do you have a name? Or! Can you speak at all!” She took a step forward admiring the creature more closely as she closed one eye seeming to try and focus a bit better though her eyes were perfectly fine working with both. She titled her head and waited for a reply her hands sliding behind her back, with her fingers twiddling so she could continue to move without actually moving the rest of her body.

(Sorry :P did a side jaunt myself :P)

He repeated her actions, exactly as she approached him, his hands moving behind his back and his head tilting, a perfect mimicry of her opening his mouth and moving it, though no sound cameout.

She arched a brow and then tilted her head the other way before reaching out and trying to poke the mimic’s nose. ”Do you think it’s intelligent?”

”I’d imagine it is Mistress, though I don’t think it understands what you are saying.. Maybe you should try something else.”

She nodded and looked up at the sun high over head. Then she looked at the ground trying to figure out what to use to communicate.. seeing a stone she smiled and picked it up holding it in her palm and speaking as she pointed to it. ”Rock!.. mmmm” she then pointed at her own chest, ”Mira.” She smiled brightly as the pen that paused above her head seemed to let out a low unhappy groan.

”I doubt it started out as a rock Mistress.”

”So! It just was one! What else should I call it?”

It looked at her as she held up the rock to him. Having no idea what was being said. He reached out to take the rock, and held it forming his mouth to acting like a speaker "Rock." He then mimiced her motion with his hand, bringing it to his chest. "Mira."

”Well at least that is something.”

Mira however wasn’t as accepting, ”No no no! I’m Mira!” she announced then pointed to the rock. ”Rock.. “ then she pointed at the reflection of herself, ”And you are?” her head titled as she looked at the odd creature curiously. She wanted so much to understand it to see what made it work, yet she didn’t want to harm it.. often times when she took apart other’s creations she never could get them back they way they had been before.. and since she was rather horrible at remembering most repair spells it left her at a total loss. She tried to figure out another means to talk to the creature.. and then something struck her.. Though she would wait and see what it’s reaction to this was first.

"No no no! I'm Mira" He announced at equal volume, before pointing to the Rock."Rock." He clearly was not getting the language, but as she would watch his mimicry was perfect, no error noticable to the eye in it. "And you are?"

”EEEEEE!!! It’s just sooo cool!” she squeeled before grabbing the book from above her and flipping through the pages.

“Excuse me! What are you looking for?”

”That one spell.. you know that shifty thingy awesome twinkling dastardly altering polymorphing shaping THING!”

The pen zipped around her head like an angry wasp as she continued to thumb through the book searching the pages. “I doubt if that is a good idea Mistress.. what happened last time?”

”OH! What ever! I said the words wrong.. Where is it!?” a deep sigh excaped the males voice before the pen floated above the book and the pages seemed to turn on their own accord before pausing on a single page with an odd script written on it.

“There it is.”

”OHHH! COOL OK! Watch this!” The book pushed away as she spoke in an odd language then with a ripple of magic her form seemed to shimmer and flash then suddenly her cloths crumbled to the ground and a small lump rummaged through them before a small cat peeked out from the robes.

”It worked it worked!” her tiny voice purred

”Mistress… you’re a cat.”

”EGGGGZACTLY!” the kitten pounced a couple times before stumbling on the clothing and falling into one of the boots her small tail sticking out as well as her hind legs as she tried to free herself from the metal hole.

(:p)