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To your eyes, the safest would be one of the little waxy lumps - the most common type of Sub-Assembly embedded into the body of the Nine-Dozen. At first, you had assumed that these were there to 'anchor' or otherwise adhere the Membrane to the massive Nodule, but in all of you 'hem' pulling, none of the resistance was ever centered around one. Moreover, you managed to get the wax on your hands once or twice - which is how you found out it was wax - and it was not the least bit sticky then. And when you set your hands one one of the nearest of these Sub-Assemblies, you find that it still isn't sticky either. Well ... with any luck, you'll know for a surety what it is intended to do in just a moment. After taking one last long hard look at the specific bump between your fingers, you squeeze your eyes shut hard, committing yourself to darkness. As it had been with the Glyph, you take a series of sequentially deeper and deeper breaths, then you Project yourself into the Firmament. An absence of sensation starts to cover you like a blanket, from the extremities inward, once the pitch-blackness behind your eyelids becomes in all at once more luminous. You are looking to move ahead, and definitely trying to remain focused, but the numbness - this is not something that you have experienced before. On the few occasions that you have Projected your entire Will into the Realm of Forms, there has been this flush of warmth, and constriction in your breathing. But this time here, there is none of that. You are not entirely sure if this is cause for concern or not though, as father never taught you Projection - and if he ever learned that you were teaching yourself something like this, then he'd probably wear a belt or two out over your -
Instantly, you regain sensation all across your seat, along with the usual warmth you experience in the Realm of Forms.
Uh, well, that is certainly interesting - and a little embarrassing. At least you seem to have stumbled on to something though; thinking of your body parts piecemeal is enough to regain them. In a matter of moments, you have your entire body back - with the warmth head to toe, and the familiar tightness of breath too. You are not sure what could have caused this, but you should probably figure it out before you attempt to Breach into the - wait! Damn it all, no! Well before you were ready, you Will, so susceptible to suggestion in this state, breaks the yoke and bolts on ahead! Before you can do anything about, you spiraling, tunneling towards the Form of the little waxy lump in your hand. Spooked, you try to pull yourself out of it - to no avail. The luminous darkness, once like shifting oil, has brightened considerably - and is continuing to brightening, more and more.
