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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[fearinahandfulof]

Cassandra isn't sure how she feels about that. Most of her friends aren't dead; they have homes to return to, and people to reunite with. Cassandra does not, and the thought of staying here without them is... disturbing. "We... people who stayed would not be expected to participate in those?"

[callmemeibe]

"No." ... well that answers that. She really is a woman of few words.

"Have you further questions?"

[fearinahandfulof]

She does, but now that she's here, she's having difficulty articulating them. Words never have been her strong point.

There is at least one thing she can ask, though. Needs to ask. She needs to know if they have any kind of contingencies in place for someone like her. "You... know what would happen if I were to lose control, don't you? To me, and to everyone else."

[callmemeibe]

"I know what would happen. But I believe in your inner strength. I trust you not to lose control."

She pauses, understanding that is not enough. "If you would lose yourself. I would ensure you wouldn't destroy the Travelers. As my Chosen, I'd grant you that much."