Wayfaring Stranger

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This work is part of a series. I'd suggest reading the first part, Perpendicular:The beginning, before this. 

Enjoy!

I closed my eyes, waiting to endure the impact to come of crash landing into someplace in the middle of who knows where. And then I stopped moving. I was just serenely floating, as I wasn't hurdling towards my possible death. I hesitantly opened my eyes and was immediately confused. I was back in that nothingness where those voices spoke to me; that black place void of everything but those blue wisps of light circling me. It was different this time though. The lights were stronger and there were more of them. Although a bit dim, I could see myself perfectly well, and I could move too. Still floating in a seated position, I lowered my legs and, too my surprise, I felt solid ground beneath me, allowing me to stand. 'Well, this is new.'

"Boo."

"AAAH!" I yelped and spun around, hoping to get a good look at who startled me.

"Ahahaha! Oh, you really are such a delight to mess with~" A lady who looked to be made of mist laughed with that familiar cacophony of voices echoing her.

"It's you..." I whispered in awe. "You're that cryptic lady who kept speaking to me."

"In the flesh, as your human saying goes," she gave a mocking bow. "Though, we don't have any 'flesh,' so to speak. "So, are we what you were expecting, dear?"

Looking at her now, no she wasn't. Her eyes were completely white, devoid of pupils and irises, and her face was decorated with a few lines of an opaquer white than the rest of her. Her hair was long and seemed to be flowing in a gentle breeze, even though there was no wind here. She also had deer antlers growing from her head, decorated with beaded strings elegantly draped around them. She wore two necklaces as well: and intricate lace choker and an amulet with a star engraving. Her sleeveless dress split in the center around her mid-thigh, exposing the rest of her legs, bare except the multiple anklets she wore on each foot. She adorned many of the same bangles around her wrists, at least fifteen on both forearms. She wore cloth cuffs around her wrists with a veil attached to each one that would cover her hands when resting at her sides.

"Not exactly, no," I replied. "I was expecting, well, more of you based on just how many voices I heard.

"Oh, right, we forgot that tends to throw your kind off. Here," she snapped her fingers, "is that better?" The sea of voices vanished as soon as she snapped her fingers, leaving only her own to ring in my ears.

"Yeah... it is..." I feel like the longer I'm here, the more I feel like I'm going crazy.

"So, how do you like it?" She struck a pose. "We modeled our form off of you humans, but with a few altercations, of course. On your own, you're a bit too plain for us. Oh, how could we forget? We can look like his for you as well," With another snap of her fingers, she, or I guess I should say they, took on a more masculine form, their outfit designed the same way save for their hair which was now tied up in a bun. "So, do tell, which one do you prefer?" Their voice was deeper, more masculine to match the form they've taken. "Actually, I'll just use the one that seems to make you more flustered. It's much more fun when it's easy to make you squirm."

It seems that they decided the best way to see what flustered me more was to come up and nibble on my ear, switching between forms. I wasn't expecting it, so I yelped when they made the first little nip. Needless to say, it worked because I was thoroughly embarrassed. They laughed and stayed with the from and voice that worked me up the most. With a wave of their hand, a cute garden table with a set of chairs materialized between us, made of what looked to be the same essence as their body.