Trancript from a roleplay in chat:<br/><br/><div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Fear gripped her when he closed his eyes and she could see him concentrate for a moment. He was so trusting. What if she let him down? Bracing herself, she concentrated on her task, took his hand and pulled gently to lead him to the bed, "You'll need to lay down for this...."<br/><br/><br/>Jim nodded and laid down on the bed as she lead him to it. He then looked up at her and smiled. "I'm ready when you are." (lol Alright)<br/><br/><br/>She seated herself carefully on the bedside, taking his hand in hers and holding it gently. Leaning over him, she gently kissed his cheek, then straightened to meet his gaze, "Your instinct will be to resist... so you'll have to concentrate on relaxing... and let me do this. Take a deep breath..."<br/><br/><br/>Jim nodded and took a deep breath, centering himself and allowing his spirit to be moved more easily. He relaxed his muscles as he looked up into her eyes, waiting for her to tell him what to do next.<br/><br/><br/>She nodded, watching him relax, and focused on preparing herself. She lowered the barriers she kept around her mind and became aware of the slow, relaxed thoughts she could hear from him. Genlty, she pressed herself toward him just as she'd done moments ago. As she did, she knew her eyes would begin to draw him in, as they always did. The influence of her eyes would distract him, slow his thoughts, and begin inspiring a feeling of lethargy.<br/><br/><br/>He smiled and stared into her eyes, letting her do what she needed, accepting the feeling of lethargy he got with open arms. He continued to stare into her eyes, letting himself get lost in them and enjoying that feeling of closeness they shared.<br/><br/><br/>She could feel it when he started to slip away, and she pressed her mind against his, wrapping herself around him as she'd done before to attempt to get ahold. It was much easier this time. She was momentarily startled. Blinking, she returned her attention to his face, wondering what the change had been. With a smile, she realized he must not have been kidding when he mentioned his soul before. He really was stronger than most. He was giving himself to her. The weight of the responsibility she held settled against her, leaving her feeling as if she were truly holding his life in her hands. <br/><br/><br/>Gently, lovingly, she wrapped herself completely around his mind, and began to pull carefully<br/><br/><br/>The moment his soul felt her wrap around him it relaxed entirely and let her take a hold of it much easier than it had before. Her presense soothed his spirit and prevented him from disappearing into nothing as he moved with the slightest pull from her. His life force balled itself up into a ball of energy able to be moved at will.<br/><br/> <br/>She lingered, pressing herself into his now vacant, lifeless body as it went limp. Her own head flopped onto her chest, body swaying as her consciousness left it. She swept through his body to make sure she'd left no fragment of his life force... his very soul.. behind.<br/><br/><br/>Once every last bit of his soul had been removed from his body it instantly began to cool and, in a sense, die. His soul would glow brightly and split into two balls, one for his human form the other for his wolf but they remained connected, unable to to be fully disjointed.<br/><br/><br/>She flexed herself, solidifying the pressure of her presence around his now free-floating soul. The soul, as did all souls free of a body, began to pull with incredible force, trying to disperse into the Nethers, but she held firm. His soul was stronger than any she had ever encountered. She could feel his dim awareness within, and tried to make contact, "Love... can you hear me?"<br/><br/><br/>When he felt the contact from her and heard her voice within him, he responded. "Yes I can," he said. "I am trying to hold my soul together as best I can but I am glad you are here as a failsafe..." His soul smiled as best a soul could and suddenly became even more dense, solidifying itself until it was like a puff ball. It still tried to disperse but it held on to itself quite well. The twin balls held firm but at the same time soft the touch on the outside.<br/><br/><br/>She sighed with relief as the pressure against her influence dissipated, and pulled herself away from his body. When she returned to herself, sitting up and drawing in a breath, she had to avert her gaze from the cooling, lifeless body of her beloved. Standing, she pulled his soul with her as she walked to the cabinet and pulled out a plastic jar sealed in a bag. She began to speak under her breath, uttering words of power that hung in the air, vibartin with tension as she wove a spell around the tiny container used to collect samples. When she was finished, the cup glowed slightly, and she knew she had succeeded. The container would now hold his soul indefinitely, sealing it inside until she released it. Gently, she pressed his soul into it, careful not to jar parts of him loose.<br/><br/><br/>He held himself together and waited until she released him before letting himself relax even slightly. After that, he waited until they were safe.<br/><br/><br/>She twisted the lid onto the container, then sealed it in the plastic bag. Inside the container, the glow of his soul was bright and warm. She placed it in her purse and moved to the bed. Closing her eyes as she laid down, she pressed her thoughts toward his soul, "Can you still hear me? Are you alright? In that state you should be able to sense what is going on around you. All souls can detect the flow of energy. Are you alright?"<br/><br/><br/>He touched her when she contacted him sending her an image of him smiling, reasuringly. "Yes I'm alright," he responded. "I will be fine so long as you can get through this yourself. I love you, Beth.<br/><br/><br/>She smiled, beginning to concentrate as she answered in a vague, fading voice, "This is the easy part... for me... the hard part will... be convincing the Doctor..." her voice faded away entirely as her body suddenly went limp. The air softly sighed out of her lungs, her hand slid from her belly to flop onto the bed, and her eyes stared lifelessly, half open.<br/><br/><br/>A glowing aura emitted from her body, rising up, then drifting toward the door. Slowly, the aura formed into a cloud, then condensed into a shimmering, transparent image of Beth. She paused, glancing back at her body, then hurried out the door.<br/><br/><br/>He nodded and waited, listening for her to return and when she would return. He felt his wolf form whine a bit in mourning. "I know," he replied. "I feel the same way... This is going to be a long wait."<br/><br/><br/>Several minutes later, the doctor returned, looking vague, distracted, unfocused. He bumped into the door frame as he came in. Looking first at Jim's body, then Beth's he showed no reaction, barely seeming to realize they were there. With a nod, he moved to the bed Jim lay on and began pushing it. Still moving rather awkward, he pushed it out the door and disappeared.<br/><br/><br/>Jim's spirit waited and remained still and silent in the container his wife had put him in.<br/><br/><br/>It was a very long time before the doctor returned. This time he was staggering, eyelids drooping as if trying to stay awake. When he returned, he shut the door behind him and panted for breath. When he spoke, his enunciation and tone were far different from the way he'd spoken before. "I... I'm losing him, Jim... I'm not sure I can do this... He's so... logical...."<br/><br/><br/>He responded with a sigh and a smile. "Don't worry," he said. "You can do this! I believe in you! Don't give up!"<br/><br/><br/>The doctor groaned and pushed himself of the wall. Moving almost drunkenly, he pulled the bed away from the wall and began working it toward the door. He pushed from behind, finally working out into the hall. The nurses looked at him with concerned looks, their expressions full of sorrow.<br/><br/><br/>He reached into himself and down into the seed he'd planted into his love, giving it life. As he did the last words he spoke to her echoed in her mind. "I believe in you! Don't give up!"<br/><br/><br/>Suddenly, the Doctor began to move faster. He stood a little taller and drew in a deep breath. Muttering under his breath so only the corpse on the bed was close enough to hear, "Thank you..." Within minutes they were down the elevator, and emerging onto the ambulance bay, where a truck stood idling. A man hurried from the back of the truck, looked once at the doctor, then lifted the body from the bed, "Hurry! Go! they'll notice!" he said to the doctor, "And you're losing him. Go!" Without another word, the doctor stumbed back into the hospital.<br/><br/><br/>The man, very young by appearance, nodded. He couldn't have been a day older than 20. His eyes were becoming frantic as he gaped at the image before him, "Dude, I don't know where to look! she should have been back! What could have happened?"<br/><br/><br/>Jim sighed and nodded. "Very well," he said. "I have an idea..." He reached into himself mentally until he felt the connection to the seed he had planted in her mind. "Follow me but stay close and pretend I'm not there." He quickly floated toward the hospital and through the doors, making sure that the young man following him opened the doors so that it wouldn't seem strange. He followed the feeling of the pull toward his wife as fast as he could.<br/><br/> <br/>Her mind was faint, flickering in a strange way. The pull he felt would ebb and flow, sometimes fading so much that he could no longer feel it for a few moments before it would flicker back into existence slowly. she seemed to be above him, according to the direction of the pull, and slightly off toward the northeast corner of the building.<br/><br/><br/>Jim followed the slightly pull all the way to the northeast side of the building, hoping to find her before it was too late. Once he reached her, he paused and looked at her, hoping she was alright.<br/><br/><br/>When he felt close enough to be able to see her, he found himself standing in a hallway of offices. These were the offices of surgeons and doctors and administrators. He was standing very close to a door leading into a particular office, but she was nowhere in sight<br/><br/><br/>A man paced past him just as he arrived, eyes searching the area intently as if looking for something, his expression anything but friendly<br/><br/><br/>Jim looked at the man and tilted his head. He felt his feral form rearing it's head and paced to the end of the hall before shifting his spiritual form into it. The moment he shifted he focused his spiritual energy into the man that had walked past him in order to let him be seen and heard. He growled at him angrily and watched him.<br/><br/><br/>The man leaped into action at once. Touching something at the collar of his jacket, he shouted, "Got the male!!" and leaped at the spirit wolf. His hand extended toward him, holding a strange item. The object clutched in his fist began to glow fiercely. Any spirit within twenty paces would suddenly feel an incredible pull. Most would find it utterly irresistable, and would be immediately absorbed into it. At the same time that the man did this, the kid who had come with the wolf lept into action. "NO!!!" unarmed, he launched himself at the attacker.<br/><br/><br/>Jim, though feeling the pull, also felt the pull of something stronger from behind him, counter balancing the pull of the object. The instant the object became active something happened. The kid would find that he had hit some kind of invisible wall of pure spiritual energy. Standing behind Jim was the spirit of an old shaman, standing with his hand outstreatched toward Jim. The two separate pulls could be seen as a flickering beam of light eminating from both the object and the shaman spirit's hand. Jim's wolf form smirked and attacked the man with the object his spiritual jaw clamping on it and snapping it in two any spirits inside being released and returned, either to their bodies, or to their resting place to find peace.<br/><br/><br/>Jim smirked and backed away, letting his spirit disappear to those around him save for the young man. He then shifted his form back to that of the wolf and looked at the man. "Get back to the car," he said. "If she's back in her body and awake have her kiss me to wake me up. If not then wait for a few moments. I will try to find her and bring her back."<br/><br/><br/>The kid, pale and terrified, nods and scrambles away, just as a couple men in suits come running around the corner. They take off after him, ignoring the man on the floor. One of them skids to a halt, calling to the other, "Wait! Feel that?" he looks around intently, "One of them is close... let the kid go. We're not after him."<br/><br/><br/>Jim's spirit stayed put, hiding from the men, he could feel they knew he was there but his goal was to find Beth. "Beth where are you," he called, making sure that only a spirit would be able to hear him.<br/><br/><br/>The flickering, pull of her consciousness still leads him to where he first arrived, beside the door to a particular office. There is no response to his call.<br/><br/><br/>He followed the feel of her pull until he reached the door. Then he looked around searching for the source of where he felt the pull from and wondering where she was.<br/><br/><br/>There is a soft sound from inside the office. Just as this sound rises, one of the searching men whirls, eyes searching for the source of the noice. Slowly, he begins stalking toward the door.<br/><br/><br/>He walks inside and made the door close, locking and barring it with spiritual energy as quickly as he could. Then he searched the office for the source of the noise himself, hoping to be able to find it and get out of there without being noticed.<br/><br/><br/>There is nothing inside. It is an empty office. After a pause, however, there is a soft sound of shuffling from the other side of the room, toward the desk.<br/><br/><br/>Jim moved quickly to find the source of the shuffling sound, shifting to his wolf form quickly to sniff out the aura of the spirit he was sure to be in the area.<br/><br/><br/>Crouched under the desk, as he rounded the corner, he found the Doctor. He looked aweful. His skin was clammy and his body trembled. He groaned as the spirit wolf came around the desk, moving weakly to get away.<br/><br/><br/>He gently pushed his conscious mind toward the doctor. "My love are you there," he said to the consciousness that was possibly there.<br/><br/><br/>The answer was faint, warbling, as if it were heard through water. The tone was strained as if spoken by a physical being in the midst of intense agony. "....wha....? Who...?"<br/><br/><br/>"My love it's me," he said softly. "It's Jim... You need to come out and return to me. Please..."<br/><br/><br/>The doctor stirred at this, glazed eyes rolling toward him. He spoke aloud, voice raspy and tinted with panic, "Jim? No... you can't.... you have to run! They are everywhere! How did you even get in here....? Please, Jim... go..."<br/><br/><br/>Jim smiled in his wolf form and gently licked the doctor's body, trying to draw the spiritual form of his wife out. "My love that is a secret only I can tell," he said. "Just trust me and let me get you out of here safely. I have a route, you just need to come with me and we can both get out of here, together!"<br/><br/><br/>She was too weakened by the prolonged strain of possessing the Doctor. At the slightest pull from her husband, he tore free. The doctor's body collapsed and went limp, unconscious as a dimly glowing mist oozed from his body. She was unable to condense herself beyond this phase and simply drifted.<br/><br/><br/>He saw the glowing mist and focused his spiritual energy to capture all up. Once he had the misty form of his wife close to his heart he formed it into a ball and masked it with his own energy in order for it to become invisible like he was. "Don't worry, my love," he said quietly. "I won't let them have you..." He then slipped out the door and between the man's legs without him noticing. After that he slipped to the stairs and allowed the old shaman to drop a cloak over his shoulders. "Thank you, my old friend," he said so only the shaman spirit could hear. "All things must come to an end," the shaman said. "Tourment being one of them." Jim nodded and moved quickly down the stairs and out, using people around him to get through doors and out to the van.<br/><br/><br/>There was little in the way of thoughts coming from the orb he carried. She seemed drifting in a haze. Were she in a physical body, she likely would have been deeply unconscious. The only thought that comes from her is the frequent repetition of a single word. "Jim.... Jim... Jim..."<br/><br/><br/>The moment he got to the van he shifted his spiritual form to his human one and knocked on the window to get the kid's attention. Once the kid had opened the door he would slip in and let Beth's spirit slowly flow out and back to her body before slipping back into his own.<br/><br/><br/>As if pulled by a magnet, the mist that was her spirit was drawn quickly into her body. It absorbed into her, causing her skin to glow dimly then fade to normal again. Her pale, cold skin remained as it was. She didn't breathe or move for a long moment. At last, after a painfully long pause, her body jerked, spasmed, and she drew in a deep, coughing breath. She didn't wake, merely coughing weakly a few times before going limp once more.<br/><br/><br/>Jim woke up and looked over at her as he waited for her to breath. Once she did he sighed in relief. "Kid get us out of here," he said quietly as he buckled himself up.<br/><br/><br/>The kid was already starting the car as soon as he was sure both spirits were in their bodies. Speeding out of the parking lot, he headed straight for the freeway. "You guys alright back there?"<br/><br/><br/>Jim nodded. "I am," he said. "I believe she will be too... At least... I hope she will be..."<br/><br/><br/>"She breathing?" he asked, sounding terrified as he whipped around a turn.<br/><br/><br/>"She's breathing but I'm not sure how long it will take for her to wake up," he said. He looked over at her with a worried look in his eye and pushed some of her hair out of her face and back over her ear, cupping her cheek as he did.<br/><br/><br/>"So long as she is breathing, she's fine... there's nothing she can't do... I've seen her do some amazing stuff." the kid maneuvered onto the freeway and merged into the inside lane, increasing their speed as much as he could without attracting police attention.<br/><br/><br/>"So,... what'd she save you from?"<br/><br/>He leaned down and kissed her lips softly. "She's not only my wife but she saved me from death once today," he replied. "Right now, it's more of me saving her than the other way around, though..."<br/><br/><br/>The kid gasped, whirling around to look at the man with panic in his eyes. The car swerves and he jerks the wheel, whipping around to face forward again. "What?!" he cries, "Shit, man.... You can't be-... but we're not supposed to-.... she's gonna kill me!"<br/><br/><br/>He laughed and shook his head. "It's alright," he said. "She's the one that told me of her abilities. And I have a few abilities of my own. When I shifted into the wolf as a spirit earlier, it's because I can shift into a wolf like this. I only just started to pick up on Spirit Walking, though..."<br/><br/><br/>The kid seemed unnerved, "Dude... we're really not supposed to-... I mean... she's always... " he took a deep breath. "So... you've both been hiding from the other. That's heavy."<br/>He chuckled and nodded. "Yes it is," he said softly. "But if anything, finding out about each other's abilities makes us love each other that much more."<br/><br/><br/>"Do you have any idea the lengths we've had to go to? Just to keep you out of it? All that wasted effort..." the kid laughed, then as the full impact of what was going on happen, his laughter grew until he was whooping and smacking the steering wheel with a fist.<br/><br/><br/>Jim looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "What's so funny," he asked, curiously. "And what's your name, kid?"<br/><br/><br/>"B-Brandon..." the kid tried to get ahold of himself, "Jeeze, man... heh... your marriage is b... better than a soap opera!"<br/><br/><br/>Jim chuckled then began to laugh and shook his head. "Yep, so it is," he said. "The only problem is we haven't gotten mad at each other yet!"<br/><br/><br/>The kid snorted with laughter as he merged onto another freeway, heading west out of town, "You will when you find out she is really your long lost sister next episode..."<br/><br/><br/>Jim burst out laughing and shook his head. "I couldn't have a sister," he said, shaking his head. "My mom died in child birth and my dad died a few days after. I was raised as an orphan."<br/><br/><br/>This sobered the kid at once and he arranged the rear-view mirror so that he could see Jim's face, "Heavy, man... I'm sorry."<br/><br/><br/>Jim shrugged and smiled. "It's alright," he said. "At least I survived this long... Though I actually had to run away from the orphanage when I was five due to my wolf form. After that, I learned to live on my own with the help of a small pack of normal wolves."<br/><br/><br/>"No wonder she's so protective of you, man... you know she's crazy about you, right?"<br/><br/><br/>He smiled and stroked her hair. "Oh I know," he said softly. "And I'm crazy about her... In fact, I can't live without her, it seems..."<br/><br/><br/>"This will really change things..." by now, the kid was maneuvering the truck down a bumpy, pot-holed dirt lane that stretched down the middle of a great empty field of dry grass. In the distance ahead of them, a building can barely be seen.<br/><br/><br/>He smiled and looked at the kid. "It already has, Brandon, it already has," he said as he looked ahead of them.<br/><br/><br/>Flopping limply in her seat, Beth grunted as her head hit the window, then muttered an incoherent word of complaint. The kid slowed as they began to approach the building. Several figures could be seen emerging from it.<br/><br/><br/>Jim moved over and pulled her head away from the window and stroked her hair the way he knew she liked it, smiling. "Shhh," he said softly to her. "We'll be stopping in a moment..."<br/><br/><br/>Her eyelids fluttered, then she finally managed to peel them open. Her gaze was unfocused, but she managed to find his face. It took her a long moment to figure out what was going on, then she finally frowned, "You're such an idiot... why did you do that?"<br/><br/><br/>He looked at her and smiled. "Because I made a promise not to leave you behind," he said softly. <br/><br/>"I made you that promise when I married you, remember? It was part of my vow... And it's a promise I fully intend to keep!"<br/><br/><br/>She smiled, moving her hand to take his, and rested her head on his shoulder. Closing her eyes, she turned her face to the side, kissed his neck, and sighed gengly. "I'm so... mad at you... for that..." her tone was light, slightly sleepy, and yet still playful.<br/><br/><br/>He chuckled softly and kissed her cheek. "My love," he said, softly. "You wouldn't have it any other way and you know it."<br/><br/><br/>The kid brought the SUV to a halt by the front of the building, which turned out to be an old victorian style house. It was huge, though not well maintained. The grounds were wild and unkept, the house appeared to be falling to pieces. People had crowded out onto the covered porch, watching. A couple of them rushed down the steps as the kid leaped out of the driver's seat and began talking to them excitedly.<br/><br/><br/>Jim smiled and lifted his wife's chin to kiss her lips softly. "We're here," he muttered softly.<br/>She smiles slightly, kissing him back, then drags her eyes open to roll her head on his shoulder and look out the window. Sighing, she nods, "Lets get this over with..." Just then, a tall, muscular man of about 30 years opens the door and leans in, looking intensely worried, "You've gone and done it again... haven't you?" he glares at her.<br/><br/><br/>Jim wrapped his arm protectively around her as he unbuckled her and helped her out of the car. "Sir," he said. "I'm not sure who you are but I just got my wife out of a situation that I'm sure you would rather her not be in so please be greatful she's at least alive and well." His tone was light but the look in his eyes said plain as day "back off".<br/><br/><br/><br/>She started to chuckle, lifting a hand to extend it toward the hulking figure, when she felt herself being moved. The man leaning in the door blinked in surprise and looked up, then gaped as he recognized the man currently pulling his boss out of the car. His expression also clearly spoke a message... 'oh shit...'<br/><br/><br/>He chuckled and shook his head. "Yes I know and guess who revealed it to me," he said gesturing to Beth. "Now if you will please lead the way I think we should be getting inside soon." Without another word he shifted into his wolf form and slipped in between Beth's legs, lifting her off her feet with ease as he was big enough to ride. He knew Beth was tired and would have a hard time moving her limbs so he felt the best transport to be his back, and it gave himself a chance to let everyone around him know to "back the hell off or I will gut you like a pig" without him uttering a word. <br/><br/>The others took the cue, standing around the couple in tense, watchful, wary silence. Only Brandond, the kid who'd been their driver, seemed at ease. The hulking figure nodded, sent Jim a look that said he wasn't intimidated at all, and turned to lead the way into the house.<br/>Alan Howell: Jim didn't seem to care if he intimidated the guys. He just wanted to know he was staking claim on his territory, though he stayed quiet otherwise and followed them where they were supposed to go.<br/><br/><br/>Beth uttered a startled cry when she was easily thrown off balance by the impact of something pushing between her legs. She flopped forward, landing on a soft, furry surface, then understood. It was Jim... her own personal horse... she smiled to herself and lay  with her arms around his neck, holding herself there so tha she wouldn't fall off. The hulking figure led them into the house and toward the back. The inside was a startling contrast to the outside. It was modern, well maintained. A plasma television played a sitcom to the empty sitting room as they passed, the furniture comfortable and expensive. A room that could only be called a library was across the hall, full of books, computers, tables and chairs. They passed a bathroom, a kitchen... finally arriving at a large, open room with cupboards, a sink, a small wheeled cart, and what would easily be recognizable as an examination table. This could only be a doctor's office.<br/><br/><br/>Jim followed the hulking figure until they reached what appeared to be the doctor's office. Once they made it there he crouched down so that Beth's feet hit the ground and looked over his shoulder at her, telling her to stand for a second or two so that he could shift back into his human form. Once she was standing on her own two feet he shifted quickly, making sure he grabbed the clothes that fell to the floor the instant he did in order to put them back on, and straightened up wrapping an arm around his wife's waist to help her keep her balance.<br/><br/><br/>She hated this feeling of weakness... hated the fact that she needed help. She was always the one giving the help. Always the one being the support. Even the simple act of pushing to her feet, then remaining upright for the few seconds while he was shifting was too much. She would have fallen if the hulking man who'd led them didn't step in and sweep her into his arms. He gently carried her to the examination table and laid her on it, turning to look at the man. <br/><br/><br/>Jim blinked and looked at him with greatful, however untrusting, eyes. He remained silent as he walked over and took Beth's hand.<br/><br/><br/>The man chuckled, watching the display, his usual good humor breaking through the mask of opposition. "Alright, alright... enough posturing for today... We've got a situation to resolve here... you must have questions... and she needs attention."<br/><br/><br/>He looked at Beth and sighed. "Most of my questions have been answered though there is one that I would like to ask," he said softly looking at the man. "What is this place?"<br/><br/><br/>With a smile, he looked down, watching as Beth sank into sleep once more, snoring softly as he knew she did when she was sleeping peacefully. "This is our home... it is the only place we are all able to be safe. She built this for us... brought us here one by one."<br/><br/><br/>He nodded and looked at his wife. "She really is an extraordinary person then, isn't she," he said softly, love and adoration filling his voice.<br/><br/><br/>â€œShe is the most powerful woman i have ever known... Why did she not let us speak with you before? You have always been a forbidden subject. You are obviously one of us... so I do not understand. She's been a shepherd to us all, finding people with hidden talents and bringing them here where they can safely learn how to use them..."<br/><br/><br/>"She wanted to shield me from the danger that it could pose," he said, quietly. "At the hospital, we ran into men that tried to capture our spirits. Had it not been for the Great Spirit exerting his own pull on my spirit, I would be trapped as one of the spirits they had caputred..."<br/><br/><br/>His words caused an explosive reaction in the gathered listenners. There were gasps, outcries, and sudden movements of panic. Only the hulking figure spoke in response, "You faced collectors?!" he cried, "More than one?! How did you-... The great spirit!! This is big. We need to get her on her feet so she can explain... What happened to her?"<br/><br/><br/>He looked around at the people gathered around him and blinked. "She possessed a doctor and her spirit was greatly weakened," Jim explained. "I was only just able to escape with her weakened spirit. Why is this such a big deal? I talk to the Great Spirit all the time, though he doesn't ever give me a straight answer..."<br/><br/><br/>â€œWell no wonder she's so-...What's the big deal? You must be joking, man... The Great Spirit talks to you openly... and you wonder why that's a big deal. I don't even know where to begin... Jake! We're going to need a lot of that pink stuff!" <br/><br/><br/>Jim blinked and shook his head. "He doesn't just speak to me," he said. "I've visited his realm on a couple of occasions... I mean I understand that it's the Great Spirit but doesn't he speak to everyone? He doesn't discriminate against people most people just don't know who it is they're speaking to..."<br/><br/>"Sure... he speaks. He speaks in the wind, whispering in the trees to give you that feeling at the back of your neck... that tells you someone is watching you. He is in the warmth of the sunshine, telling you that you are safe. He never materializes. He never uses outright words."</div></div></div>