The Process of Unity has begun...

B'Elanna

"It's my birthday," Rei explains. "My 18th birthday."

!

Well, son of a b. . .!

Gee, I and my husband here had been walking around all day, nervous as anything. Having a strange, eldritch feelings--an elf is never adviced to discounts those kinds of feelings--that SOMETHING was in the wind today. It doesn't tell us whether it is bad, good, or somewhere between. It just is telling me and my husband that something is coming. Something BIG.

So Rei's actual birthday is the big event . . .and that . . .

No, as nice and great it is that this is her 18th birthday. Nice that as a Champion Rei here shall forevermore have the body of a teen, I cannot say that that ALONE (the birthday) would explain my feelings of . . .dread?

Excitement? Anticipation?

. . .

Oh dear, I do believe I've got the feeling pinned down now.

We have some kind of grand quest (or Quest) coming down the pike. And it is coinciding with today's date. The fact of the matter is it appears that whatever shall come has chosen to visit on the very same day that Rei here is having something of a right of passage (or whatever you'd call the final transition she had before becoming an unaging member of the clan like the rest of us) . . .today.

Then again, it seems that very interesting things seem to happen on the eighteenth birthday of those who are Champions. As witness, you remember when all that crazy stuff (all those Quests) that hit all at once (more or less) on or soon after Cuthbert Allgood's birthday? It had sated our appetite and then some, thanks!

. . .

You know . . . actually I and the others could use a good quest right now. The peace and quiet has been nice, but still . . .some excitement would be nice to get the blood pumping again. Making a difference!

That, sadly, is sort of why our companions, the Fertals and Artizzas are off in the Exploratory branch right now. It's a newly opened organization (founded by the Military) for exploring the surrounding planetary systems of Terra Prime's reality. It was a way to scratch an itch that needed scratching. Geeze, they'd been holding out but by some point the Doctor had to practically order them to go off . . . so antsy the elves would get at times. So . . .fretful.

It was the best thing, telling them that they're always welcome within the TARDIS they were under no obligations to stay. Oh, the Doctor wasn't discounting anything like life debts and such . . . it just is that the Doctor did not want to put the elves into further misery with them keeping a pledges.

Active sorts, Dark Elves are . . . Beside . . .

That IS the bread and butter of a Champion! It is just that us more mundane elves (and the other non-elfin types of my group) aren't so . . .

. . .

Oh dear, I guess I just again proved Allan's point about adventure: one just won't do.

Alright, alright already! Time to get the ol' thought processes back in order here and not all OVER the place, going off on tangents!

So, let us concentrate on the here and now and see about what is going ON here and now . . .and I feel that special event has just arrived here and NOW.

And with some slight change from a corner (from behind one of the larger piles of treasure) of Sigin and Chiana's lair I feel a presence that I have met before. It was an awesome presence indeed, even IF at the time the Great Lion was more than a bit exhausted from putting everything back to right with Narnia (or at least back in working order).

At least THIS time Allan doesn't automatically try shooting Aslan in the face!

1. "Greeting Daughter of Eve," Aslan purrs, looking directly at a blinking Rei. "Rejoice and be happy for the time for the process of Unity is at hand."

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