Conversation Space IV.

[powersthatbe]

The small room is painted a dark beige, with stained wood paneling on the lower half, and lush burgundy carpeting. The ceiling, however, is cracked and bowed, sagging alarmingly, occasionally shedding chips of plaster. Wrought-iron lamp-posts in the corners suspend pale, wan globes of light, and between them along the walls run rows of painted sunflowers, all turned towards the center of the room as if listening attentively. A jutting spire of granite rises from the floor on a diagonal, its flattened top sporting a cracked wineglass from which the wine (a white) slowly spatters teardrops across the plinth. And there is no chair, but a therapist’s couch, blue with gold trim, and ornate scrollwork on the legs, beside which the fluted horn of a phonograph player pipes music into the room, quiet enough to just be background ambience.

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[shiroganeheir]

Naoto nods seriously for a moment, arranging her wild thoughts. There's a tiny, content smile on her face at the mention of 'light of Truth'. If Naoto worships anything more than anything else, it is Truth.

Taking a breath, she soldiers on. "It is obvious that we are here because you and your companions need us. If you can tell me as much as you can about our Purpose here, I can try to help others understand it."

A pause. She has questions about the deaths as well, but this is first. She'll switch tactics eventually.

[powersthatare]

"Our representatives are meant to spread our ideas, our values, in the loci they journey through," the Sun says, after a moment. "It is, perhaps, simpler to happen, than to explain."

[shiroganeheir]

"I believe I understand." She turns almost deathly serious for a moment. "Thus, the Travelers have more power than they realize on the outcome of what we are engaged in." There's a lot of power here, and she's not sure she likes the people who are stepping forward to wield it.

"Combined with what I suspect of the deaths of your fellows, Taiyo-sama, this is a bit worrysome. There are those among the Travelers who would kill you all without a second thought. I suspect that this would be among the worst ideas."

[powersthatare]

"It is not what I intend as an outcome," he says, energy measured.