08 - Video - Winning bets shouldn't make you feel sick

[ichoosefight]

[ She's trying so very hard to look smug despite the nausea. ]

Today marks the end of my third week here, death free. Pay up, Crane.

[ Filtered away from Crane ]

Being sick doesn't count away from my victory, does it? And while we're on the subject, does anybody have tylenol?

[ No really, she looks awful. Green around the gills awful. She just... hasn't quite figured it out yet. Herpa derp. ]

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[with_discipline]

[Aaand blinking her eyes open again.] White stars?

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

I think that's what it's called. You know, like there are red giants, and dwarf stars?

[ This makes perfect sense in her head. ]

[with_discipline]

[Blink.] White dwarfs are primarily composed of carbon and oxygen. Why do you ask?

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

Just curious. [ She shrugs and closes her eyes again. White dwarfs. She's thinking of a white dwarf, which from her pathetic knowledge of chemistry is more or less the same as a regular flame. So, is it really white? The star in her mind's eye turns orange. She's focusing on it really intently, but... she doesn't like the color. ]

Is there anything that burns purple?

[with_discipline]

[What are you, Stephanie Brown. T'Pol looks her way again.] Some classes of brown dwarfs appear purple. You are not emptying your mind.

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

[ Something very, very special. ] Cool. Purple's better than orange anyway. Clearing my mind, starting now.

[ She looks like she's clearing her mind... or else waiting obediently for something with her eyes closed. ]

[with_discipline]

[...Okay, she just. Has to remember how she taught Sam.] Physical imagery may help. Try picturing yourself on an ocean; the turbulence is the manifestation of your thoughts. The waters calm as your thoughts still.

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

[ She opens her eyes to blink at T'Pol. ]

...What if I get sea sick?

[with_discipline]

[She is developing such a headache.] Then perhaps you should imagine a bucket and a cup; remove your thoughts from the bucket.

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

What's the cup for?

[with_discipline]

[Sigh.] The bucket is filled with water. Use the cup to empty it.

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

And the water is my thoughts?

[with_discipline]

Correct.

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

Okay, I'll try that.

[ And she does, for at least a few minutes. ]

...When am I done?

[with_discipline]

[Hnnng.] When you've reached a state of calm.

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

[ She frowns. ] Okay...

[ She sits there for a while, thinking about bailing water. ]

I don't understand how this is supposed to be relaxing.

[with_discipline]

[SHE IS NEVER GETTING ANY MEDITATION DONE, IS SHE.]

It is a way to control your thoughts and emotions, in order to assert that you are in control, and not the reverse.

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

[ NEVER. ]

Wait, I thought we were trying to control my thoughts? [ A futile hope, at best. ]

[with_discipline]

[SOB.] That is what I said.

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

Since when are we trying to control my emotions?

[with_discipline]

Thoughts are frequently tied to emotions.

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

Ok, I guess that sort of makes sense.

[ Here we go, TRYING AGAIN. This time, she actually stays still for kind of a shockingly long time. Bailing water out of buckets. ]

I don't think it's working.

[with_discipline]

It takes a good deal of practice. [Man does she sound testy.] It will not come easily the first time.

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

[ SIGH. ] Maybe I should try again later.

[with_discipline]

Maybe you should. [and just. Be silent in the mean time. :|]