Nico led me into the common room. There was a stairway to the stables/cargo, a couch and TV, and a pool table. OK.
Nico went to a bookshelf, and got out a book with a red cover, then he went to the pool-table, and opened the book somewhere in the middle. I walked over, trying to guess what the book was about.
"What book is that?" Nico took it from the pool-table, and looked at the title.
"Something about greek mythology" He then said and put it back down. I furrowed my brows.
"And what's it for?" He shrugged.
"It's a metaphor" I nodded, and stood opposite him, to watch him.
"Okay, Tara-" He pointed at the edge of the front cover.
"This is where you are-" He pointed at the edge of the back of the cover,
"This is where you're going-" He motioned to all of the book in between the two points.
"This, is what shadowtravelling does-" He closed the book, and pointed to the inch-and-a-half between the two points now.
"So, shadowtravelling is like, bending the universe?" He nodded, and then shrugged.
"I guess you could say that, anyways, many miles, can become a few steps, or, feel like a few steps. It's really not that complicated once you get the hang of it, but what is difficult once you get the hag of it, right?" I nodded.
"Okay, so how do I do?" He walked over to me.
"Okay, you're gonna need shadows-" He looked around, and then pointed to the corner of the room, the one next to the staircase.
"That's the ideal spot-" We walked over there.
"Okay, just try to concentrate on drawing the shadows to you, while also concentrating on the point where you're going. May be try to go, like ten feet away" I looked at him.
"And what if I screw up and teleport myself out into the open air?" Nico looked at me.
"You're gonna have to screw up badly if you're gonna end up outside of the ship" He said it as though I wasn't the type of person to "screw up badly". Oh little did he know.
"Okay-" I mumbled under my breath
"Here goes, pretty much everything" And I started walking into the darker shadows.
I was pretty sure I saw the shadows contracting and getting darker for a second, and then I walked into the wall.
All concentration went out the window, as I started rubbing my forehead.
"Is that supposed to happen?" I asked Nico, turning around to face him. He was smiling, trying not to laugh.
"No, no that's not supposed to happen, Tara. You'll get it, try again" I groaned, but walked a bit away again.
Concentrating all that I could, I focused on the shadows, and on gathering them. The corner got a few shades darker.
With determination, I thought about the spot a few feet away, and started walking towards the shadows. When I got close, I felt a strange pull in my stomach, kinda like a rush. Then I walked into the wall again.
"Goddammit Nico!" I shouted. He was snickering behind me.
"I'm not gonna learn it, that's it, I will be a failure and I won't save the world. You'll all just have to die, sorry for being a disappointment!" I let myself drop to the couch. #Positivity. Nico huffed behind me.
"Tara, you've tried twice. And you weren't even born with these powers! You just have to give it a little more effort I guess" I got up from the couch, and looked at the corner with hatred in my eyes.
This time, I spend a few minutes, trying to gather the shadows. Concentrating on intensifying them, trying to get a shadow portal up-and-running. The shadows gathered again, but I could still see the wall behind them. Little beads of sweat started to gather at my forehead.
I focused so hard on the shadows, that I started getting dizzy. Swaying broke my concentration, and I took a hand up to my head, and steadied myself against the wall. Looking over at Nico, I got an approving look.
With a confident feeling, I focused on the shadows again. This time, I felt them more. And I could see, that they felt me. I powerwalked towards the corner, and this time, I hit the wall behind the shadows with confidence.
Applause for trying Tara.
"Okay, maybe that's enough for today" Nico mused, as he pulled me up from the floor.
"How long did it take you to get it?" Nico made a thoughtful pout.
"Hmm, after I found out I had powers? About.. two, maybe three, days?"
"And you were born with these powers, I don't have some deeply manifested connection with the shadows"
Nico patted my shoulder.
"You'll get it. We'll try again tomorrow" He made a low hissing sound and pointed at my forehead.
"You might wanna get some ice on that. Or, well, at least try not to walk into any more walls today okay?" He sent me a playful grin, and I retaliated with a sarcastic grimace.
"Thanks for that wonderful advice Di Angelo, I was actually planning on that, but now that you mention it, I probably shouldn't"
He gave me a look, and then shook his head.
"Umm, should I just use Annabeth's rom 'till she gets back?"
Nico looked very thoughtful for a while, then he nodded.
"I suppose you could use Annabeth's room while she's.." His voice trailed off, and I felt something pull at my chest.
"Okay, umm, it's the one closest to the deck, right?" Nico puled himself out of his thoughts, and motioned for me to follow him. We went back through the hallway, to one of the two rooms closest to deck. He opened the door for me, and stayed outside while I walked in.
"I'll leave you to it" He looked at the ground as he closed the door, and I could hear the door in the next room over open and shut.
I sighed, as I dropped down on the bed. It had grey bedsheets, and the room smelled like tea. The walls were a comfortable blue-gray color, that reminded me of a mix between clouds and water. The desk was filled with drawing-equipment. Rulers, pencils, a few calculators, that kind of stuff. It hadn't been ten minutes before I was asleep.
I woke up with a start.
"Just a dream" I told myself, as I wrapped my arms around my body, trying to provide some comfort. Something wasn't right. What did I dream? My arms fell weak to my side, as I squinted my eyes, trying to remember. Red, I decided. There was a lot of red. Also, I sniffed, smelling nothing in particular. Sulfur, in the dream. Those two fit well together, I guess.
I stood up, and went to the bathroom. I had slept with my combat-boots on, and my feet hurt. After having washed my hands, I went out of the bathroom, sat in the desk-chair, and took of my shoes. It felt like the first time in forever.
I hardly noticed the state my feet were in, before I sat them down on the floor and winced. Pulling the sock off my right foot, I stared in shock. There were blisters pretty much everywhere, and scars, and some cuts that were half healed.
It was the same on the other foot, and I went into the bathroom, to angrily throw out the shoes, when I tripped over something.
I was just about to yell at it to leave me alone, when I realized it hadn't been there before.
It was a suitcase. A white and pink checkered suitcase, just big enough to pass for a carry-on, and with a hard shine finish.
I decided to open it, just in case it was something for me.
Hahah. Just in case. Ha.
Anyway, I opened it, and it was empty. I unzipped the small section in the lid, and a note fell out.
This suitcase can retreat any item of yours, you just have to remember it first.
xoxo Aprodite <3
And yes, she did actually leave a heart.
I looked at my holed tank top, and my ruined boots, and decided to give it a try. I focused on the flashback I had earlier on the deck. The one where I was walking in the field. I was wearing.. What was I wearing?
Oh, that's right, Nike shoes and a t-shirt and cycling shorts. I closed the suitcase, and placed my hands on top of it, I'm new to this hole magic thing, but it felt like that's what you were supposed to do.
I imagined that exact outfit, and tried to think as loudly as possible.
Is that a thing? Thinking loudly?
I opened the suitcase, and there it was.
"Oh thank the gods!" I exclaimed, taking the clothes and jumping to my feet, quickly pulling it on. It was way too big, especially the shorts.
"Oh well" I said, inspecting myself in the mirror.
"Hopefully i can put on some weight soon" My collarbones were very visible, and I had a thigh gap a bit too big for my liking.
I shrugged it off, my body isn't going to change from looking in the mirror. I walked to the door, and when I opened it, Leo was standing right outside, his hand lifted as if to knock on the door. We both got a shock.
"Oh, uhh, hi Tara" He had taken a couple of steps backwards.
"Valdez?" It wasn't as much a question, as it was a statement with an asking sound to it.. Did that make sense?
"Yeah, I guarded the door while you slept, and umm, I heard you stirring and, uhh" I raised an eyebrow at him.
"Frank mentioned that he didn't show you the machine room?" I could practically feel my eyes light up.
"Right! he didn't, would you give me the tour?" He bowed in a knight-like manner, and then motioned for me to follow him.
A/N OKay, sorry for the long af wait, (its almost been two years sweet baby jesus im so sorry) I basically borrowed the concept of shadowtravelling from a Stephen King story "The Jaunt" (dont even go there kids it's horrifying)