||[Oct. 21st, 2004|12:34 am]
Sharon really needs to be here. I haven't the foggiest what I'm doing with this whole "fire" thing and evidently the men don't either. Rather innopportune time for Eve's totem to call her away, but I suppose when you're relying on them for your power one can't be choosy. We sound like a walking punchline too- "a priest, a mad scientist and a witch get lost in the woods and try to start a fire..."
The one consolation is that I feel more connected to nature than I have in weeks. Perhaps this is just what I needed before Samhain and all. It took me all of a minute or two to attune myself to one of the older oaks in the forest, Shazza would be proud. She's been harping at me to work more with the "naturey" bit of the craft. I suppose balance is good in that sense.. I just feel more at home with my body modding and runes.
I suppose I should get some sleep... we really need to get another tent in the future, in the event of further emergency forays into the middle bumfuck nowhere.
Fuckin HELL, I hurt. And the alternate healing methods around here leave something to be desired. What the shit is this "nanite" business, anyways?
I hope Tony hasn't gotten himself in too much trouble.
Alright, I feel vaugely better after sleeping in a real bed. Still bloody sore, but I'll live.
So yeah, that whole "attuned to nature" bit I was talking about earlier? Out the fuckin window. Once we got deeper into the forest, it only became more unnatural - I mean, it was beautiful... but it was too ideal. I know it sounds odd, but the more vibrant and alive the plants and animals became, the less it felt like a forest.
And god, the bear. I've never seen such a perversion of a living thing before - is THAT what spirits are capable of? Robert had told me about the things he'd been able to do by communicating with spirits, but hell if I ever try something like that. They told me the first spirit was worse too, I can't even imagine.. I suppose it ended up being a moot point. Anthony was able to distract it long enough for Will to blast it with his crazy lightning gun while the priest did his best to close the opening the spirit had come through. I should have felt some sort of anguish at the loss of this bear's life, but all I felt was relief, as the forest final reverted back to what it was before. I picked up a bit of the dirt from the non-forest, I may have the Chicago cabal look at it.
Which will probably be sooner than later, as I've been informed that the Katie girl is back in Chicago... this is starting to feel like a wild goose chase, even though I can understand why she wants to keep moving.