Conversation Space I.

[powersthatbe]

The room is small, intimate. You are alone. There is no sign of a way in or out. Ping-pong balls crunch underfoot, and empty giftboxes, meticulously wrapped and ribboned, are lined up against one wall, while a humming wall of server blades are racked on the opposite wall. A high-backed, gilt chair with red velvet cushions faces an ornate, full-length mirror, and beside the chair is a mug of steaming hot chocolate on a tiny side table, steaming invitingly from beneath a layer of fifteen half-melted marshmallows.

What do you do?

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[callmemeibe]

"But you will decide everything, now. You do have choices - you have been making them since the beginning. You Travelers will decide the fate of the World."

As he continues speaking, Mei’s face grows very worried. Slowly, she reaches up and presses a warm hand to his cheek, a comforting gesture meant only to soothe - though she does seem to wish him to look at her as she whispers. "I measure beauty by more than the surface, Faed. There is beauty within you - I’ve seen it myself. What of the companions you’ve built, or the bonds you’ve made here? Are they not also beautiful, in their own way?"