<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8b/White_hair-Changeling.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Fei<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Elloweth Theater, Civic Festhall, Sigil<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Mid-morning<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Carnival<br/><hr/><br/>No matter how accomplished an actor was the butterflies before try-outs still came.  Fei wondered if this was a sensation her brothers and sisters would find stimulating.  She was new to the Sensate and often had to remind herself that every sensation had value.  The mild sting of a Chexxian Humming Bee held a vastly different sensation than the crushing despair one gets gazing into the River Styx, but that difference is where the value of a sense lies.  So again Fei wondered.  Is that slight queasiness of anticipation, that quiet shake of adrenaline before stepping onstage to be judged a worthy sensation? Perhaps, she would have to ask.<br/><br/>The beautiful Iosican human standing next to Fei was shaking like the proverbial leaf.  Poor Aella.  She was a terrible actress.  Truly horrid, but she had other talents that oh so made up for her complete destruction of Fei’s beloved art.  First of all Aella was beautiful in a way few human women were.  She was the kind of beautiful that started wars between men and nations.  She was also an exquisite lover.  She was attentive and curious and oh so very willing.  These were the qualities Fei required for her art.<br/><br/>Aella gave Fei a terrified smile as they waited for the air dancing sylphs to finish their act.  The smile elicited a sympathetic look from Fei.  She appeared for the moment as her favorite of guises, a porcelain skinned Tian woman with coal black hair.  Her familiar silken robes had been replaced with a diaphanous white gown in the style of Aella’s Iosican kin.<br/><br/>“Do not be concerned.  Your part is easy.  You will do fine.” She assured the veritable Goddess of Beauty.  “I promise.”  She cupped Aella’s perfect chin in her hand and stood on her tip toes to kiss her lightly on the lips.   It was a wonderful distraction.<br/><br/>"Who's next?"<br/><br/>Fei pulled away from Aella and looked over her shoulder and called.  “That would be me<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/12/PZO1112-Medusa.jpg)</div>Factorum Webspinner.” Before any sudden bouts of panic could set in on her exquisite companion she grabbed Aella’s hand and pulled her onstage with her and positioned her at center stage where Aella’s posed arms outstretched as if reaching for something unattainable.  Once satisfied Fei whispered an incantation and watched as Aella’s beautiful, naked skin turned to agate streaked marble.<br/><br/>Fei walked to the front of the stage and bowed respectfully to Annali, her form rippling under her robes.  Fei’s skin tinged green, small scales covering her arms and legs while her eyes yellowed and iris’s split like a snakes.  Her long strands of hair roiled and twisted into a mass of snakes until the beautiful and terrible form of Pharessica stood before the crowd.  The legend of Pharessica was Iosican.  It was the tale of how the great Medusa fell in love with one of her victims Talia and begged the gods to release her love from her stone curse so that they could be together once more.<br/><br/>Pharessica began her solliloquiy in a haunted tone as she approached the marble statue, her hands caressing the stone curves of its waist and its perfectly flat stomach.  She pressed her full figure against Talia’s perfect back feeling the cold stone skin against her flesh and wrapped her arms around her lover in anguish at the state she had caused.  Her voice now filled with wanton desire as her serpentine hair caressed the smooth neck and shoulders of the naked statue, Pharessica’s delicately clawed hands cupped eternally nubile breasts and drew fingertips across marble nipples.  Pharessica body writhed against her stone lover as her prose quickened with heightened breath and desire.  She twirled before Talia her loosened robe spinning away from her body revealing her own wonderous scaled and naked form.  Pharessica prostrated herself before her frozen Talia begging for her forgiveness. She clawed at her own flesh in ways both sensual and vile begging for Talia to be flesh once more so that she could feel her again, be touched by her again. She pleaded with the gods to grant her her wish.  The once proud Queen groveling at the feet of her beloved as the marble skin began to fade and Talia was flesh once more.<br/><br/>Her performance done Fei placed another soft kiss in Aella’s lips.  She had done so well after all.  Much better than the last time when she had fainted dead away the moment they had stepped on stage. Fei wasn’t sure if she was to high culture or not, but she was happy with the performance and that was a most delightful sensation.<br/>