Out for a Ride (Pvt, Jean)

Ya, those are the ones I use the most. Teleportation is, like, really handy, and I have a style that, frankly, Judy just doesn't understand. She was actually wondering how 'normal' people got around and dressed themselves without being able to quickly step in and out of other dimensions or magically changing your appearance. Then she wondered if she used her abilities too much, but quickly dismissed the idea. She only really had a limited time in the real world, she didn't want to waste time walking places or having to put clothes on or putting on makeup. But I can also make energy constructs, and change the shape of things. Well, Al can do the energy constructs, guy always does, like, swords, or claws of boring junk like that. And Jack changes the shape of stuff. We all share what we can do of course, never know when each of us will need to do things. Ray actually had a hard time remembering the last time she had used either Jack or Als' powers, but her train of thought was derailed when Jean vanished and reappeared behind her.

HOLY CHEESES! Ray screamed out, jumping up and spinning around to see Jean's pleasantly handsome young face. It took her a moment to calm down though, since being teleported around was a little more nerve wracking than teleporting around yourself. Ha! I freaking told you so Al! She laughed, clapping and doing a little victory dance. It was very rare that she proved Al wrong, in anything ever, so she was enjoying the moment. When Jean mentioned that she was 'human' she stopped dancing and gave him an odd look, again as if she assumed he really should know this already.

Uh, no, I'm not actually human at all baby face. See, I'm kinda like the 'I can't believe it's not butter' of humanity. There are these total douche canoes called shinigami, and they made me and my buds, but then decided it wasn't, like, ethical or something, and went all Auschwits on my entire species. Her body language definitely read that she wasn't particularly fond of the subject. We managed to get out, but we, uh, kinda got stuck together on the way. She said with a shrug, pointing at her head.

Meanwhile, inside her head, Jack was making his way back to the table with Judy in tow, explaining the situation in his own succinct manner. By the time they made it back to the table, Albert was sitting with his head in his hands and Judy was looking a little fazzled.

Oh thank goodness. Judy, Ray just explained was a modsoul was in her own unique way. The only positive side of this is that the young man we've been harassing seems to also be spiritually aware as well. Judy hurried into her seat while Jack made his way to his seat, everybody tuning in to hear her compare the destruction of the modsouls to the holocaust. All in favour of pulling Ray down and suplanting Judy in her place to mitigate the situation, say aye.

Aye.

Aye.

Ruff!

Then it's agreed. Let's bring her down. Albert declared, Judy stepping up onto the table, where she vanished from sight.

For a moment, Ray looked like she was about to say something (probably inappropriate), before her body went limp and glowed a bright red. She was able to catch herself before falling over, though she had to take a moment to get her bearings. Normally, transitions were consensual and pretty seamless, but when one of the personalities needed to be brought down forcibly, it took a little more effort.

Oh, um, sorry about that. I'm Judy, we decided Ray wasn't handling this situation terribly well. Judy put her hand out in greeting, noticing the pale skin and tattoos. Ah, hmm, do you mind horribly if I go back to how I look normally?