<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/oJihYM2.jpg)<br/></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">So I don't think I need to roll anything for this post, do I? Since she hasn't been out long enough for the heat to get to her, yet. Also, I've been thinking about it, and I actually wouldn't mind if she became a futa. Perhaps her body reacts strangely to switching worlds, or she eventually encounters someone who hexes/curses her. I think being in an unfamiliar world, in an unfamiliar body, and having to deal with unfamiliar urges all at the same time could make things interesting. I'll leave it up to you, though. I'm about 50/50 on the subject.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">None<br/></div></div>Jasmine cautiously peered over the edge of the landing, down toward the plaza at the base of the pyramid. She caught herself thinking of it as<em>her</em>pyramid, even though she still had no idea where she was, how long she had been there, or even if any of this was actually happening. Her hair tickled her face, and she brushed a lock of it out of her face. Did it feel different than before, somehow? She reached up with both hands and ran her fingers through her hair. It felt much softer than she was used to. Softer and thicker. Gently shaking it out, she felt it spill past her shoulders and cascade halfway down her back.<em>Much longer, too. How long had she been here? What other changes may have come over her in that time?</em><br/><br/>She looked back into the room she had woken up in, giving it a brief visual sweep. No mirror. Not one she could see, anyway - she couldn't help but wonder about secret chambers and hidden passages, but then she shook her head and mentally berated herself for being silly.<br/><br/><em>What was one supposed to do when one had no idea where they were? Stay put and wait to be rescued?</em><br/><br/>But she seemed to be standing on top of the only sign of nearby civilization, and by the state of ruin of the other pyramids, she concluded that there hadn't been any<em>actual</em>civilization here for quite some time. On top of that, she didn't have her phone with her, and she had no idea if anyone even knew she was missing. She wasn't exactly the most dutiful daughter, and her mother wouldn't think anything was amiss until several weeks' worth of missed calls.<br/><br/>"I don't suppose either of<em>you</em>would be able to tell me where I am, would you?"<br/><br/>She looked at the jaguars half-expectantly. Maybe they were some kind of more-realistic Cheshire Cats... But all they did was stare back at her quizzically.<br/><br/>Thinking back to some vague memory from middle school health class, she tried to remember what other options were when you had to survive somewhere unfamiliar. Finding shelter was the most urgent matter of business, if she was recalling correctly. Then water, then food. Of all the things she could see, the forest (or jungle, or oasis, or whatever it actually was) was probably the most promising, so she decided to head south.<br/><br/>Jasmine stepped to the edge of the landing and carefully lowered one foot to the first step below it - she wasn't exactly keen on a seven-story tumble down rough stone - and found that she felt much surer footed than usual. Not only that, she had never had such control over her own body before. Every motion felt smoother, easier, and more precise, and it surprised her how quickly she descended the steps.<br/><br/>By the time she reached the plaza, her brittle wrappings had begun to crack and unwind from her body. Spotting an unfamiliar color beneath them, Jasmine curiously pulled one arm free from its wrappings, and was shocked by what was beneath. Her skin was absolutely flawless, and was much darker than before; a warm, honeyed bronze. It made her think of those women who spent all day at the beach because they wanted to be seen in their bikinis.<br/><br/>"What....?" Jasmine pulled the wrappings off of her other arm as well, just to be sure it wasn't some trick of the light. The motion of her walking had caused the wrappings around her legs to unwind, so she removed them as well, lest she trip on them.