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Rachel dreams - spoilers for the end of the Animorphs series
Her pace is steady, if only because anything that isn't steady calls her attention and gives her something to be angry at, and even Rachel finds it difficult to get mad at her own feet. Plodding along with her little bag slung over one shoulder, chewing numbly on some of the bread from yesterday's dinner, hardly looking around her. It's just another road in another state probably with another town that needs a thug tossed out of it or something. Doesn't need her, just needs anybody.
What's the point?
Grumbling to herself, a very tired, very cranky blonde continues on.
Her pace is steady, if only because anything that isn't steady calls her attention and gives her something to be angry at, and even Rachel finds it difficult to get mad at her own feet. Plodding along with her little bag slung over one shoulder, chewing numbly on some of the bread from yesterday's dinner, hardly looking around her. It's just another road in another state probably with another town that needs a thug tossed out of it or something. Doesn't need her, just needs anybody.
What's the point?
Grumbling to herself, a very tired, very cranky blonde continues on.
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And in the reflection on the back of the CDs, there is a man watching her progress.
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She stops just shy of the first tree, frowning at the CDs, peering down the road at the flash of other discs in the branches. Then back to the first one.
"...that is some creepy looking cover-art," Rachel mutters to herself, frowning at the image in the CD.
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She doesn't fall when she leaps back, and that's slightly to Rachel's credit. Not much, though, since she leapt back.
And with that tiny act of what she considers cowardice, and the fact that Mort viewed it, means Rachel now regards the creepy CDs with defensive anger.
"Okay, what the hell is this?"
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Rachel does not react well to alarm bells.
She snatches at one of the CDs, yanking it off the string to the tree so she can hold it steady and scowl directly at it. "What the hell does that mean? You're some kind of religious leader? A cult?"
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"As to whether it is a cult, well, I'd have to say no again. Cults tend to be small, scary groups, that force changes upon their followers in order to control them. Although my people are small, I do not attempt to control them, simply to guide them."
He pauses, seeking what has been forgotten. "Ah, perhaps if I introduced myself it would be more clear. I am Mort, God of Prophecy and Reflection."
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She probably shouldn't mock gods but... Mort?
"Like, all hail the Mighty Mort? Our Mort who art in Heaven? Dear Mort, bring me a puppy for Christmas? Mort?"
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That arched brow ain't goin' anywhere.
"Whatever happened to all those classy Biblical names? Look, what are you even talking about?"
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A brief nod of his head. "I believe that covers it?"
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Rachel is confused and frustrated. A confused and frustrated Rachel is easily angered.
"...you were mortal? Human?"
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Makes sense, for some travellers.
Rachel frowns, glancing back to find a tree that doesn't have CDs hanging from it to lean against, still looking down at the guy reflected in the CD in her hands.
Absently flips it over to see what kind of music it is.
"What's that mean? Godwave?"
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There is an indication from the CD that Mort might be evil. After all, it's one fo those free AOL starter disks. But then again, those things are easy to come by.
"It was an energy, that came from outside our universe, and created new gods. We believe it to have been the remains of the ancient gods."
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"So it just chose people randomly and gave them jobs?"
You were a happy mistake.
Well, at least she's not a CD.
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He adjusts his tie, self conciously.
"I was one of the premier stockbrokers in my field, which earned me the prophecy bit."
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So she stares at him for a couple of seconds before shrugging. "Huh. Okay.
"Well, uh... nice talkin' to you, Mort, but I should get going."
The weirdness of talking to a CD for a good length of time is starting to hit her.
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"I think you have to have a goal in mind to get lost," she grumbles, frowning at him.
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Metaphors, she is not too interested in.
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