Conversation Space II.

[powersthatbe]

As Thorne shared with the network, Travelers who vanish find themselves alone in a small room. But it doesn’t look quite as described last time. Paper lanterns hang in the corners, and a lemniscate of live, spicily scented blue roses traces a figure eight on the floor. A little marble plinth sits beside the looping roses, with a champagne flute balanced on it, pink, fizzy liquid quietly effervescing within. In place of the throne that was there before, each half of the loop holds a brown leather sphere - a yoga meditation-ball chair. They’re a little tricky to balance on.


The walls, floors, and ceiling are tiled, a prismatic fade from one color to another, each tile unique, just slightly different in hue than those around it, each colored line giving a sense that it belongs to a bigger pattern, but never revealing enough to allow anyone certainty about what that pattern might be. It is only a glimpse of a larger world… in this small, quiet space.

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[wickedestwitch]

She doesn't exactly have the best track record on this, that's all.

"What's going to happen next anyway? You've got all of us for your game."

[cupidand]

Lovers beams at her. "Next is the playoffs. Phase one we all learned to play the game--Travelers and Arcana alike. Phase two we picked our MVPs and and kept 'em long enough to get the rest of our team and make it to the World Series. Phase three we play for real!"

She seems almost giddy at the prospect.

[wickedestwitch]

"I'm not sure that anyone really learned anything, at least us Travelers anyway." Elphaba sighed, "I'm not even sure if many of them are even all that willing to help, they mostly just seem angry about everything. What are you playing for anyway?"

[cupidand]

"The biggest prize imaginable," Lovers answers, her grin, if anything else, getting wider.

[wickedestwitch]

"Someone you love back from the dead?"

[cupidand]

That gives Lovers a second of pause. "Well," she says in a more sober tone. "Given that we nearly all cared for Hoshiko in the capacity we were able to and the winner might be able to get her back in some fashion... " She shrugs. "It's by no means all we're playing for, but it would be nice."

[wickedestwitch]

"Who's Hoshiko? I'm sorry you lost them... if there's anything I can do to help get them back, I'll try. I mean, as long as it's not hurting anyone else. I made a promise about that, I don't hurt people if I can help it."

[cupidand]

"She was Star," Lovers says. "And... what we get if we win this game is, well, a lot to work with. Having Star and the other three back... well, it's suddenly way more feasible. But if you want to help me win--and I kinda hope you do?--probably the best way is to keep acting according to my ideals. Love. Connection. All that kinda stuff."