Conversation Space: The Ultimate

[powersthatbe]

You feel as if you've stepped through a door.

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[powersthatare]

The wolfling huffs, then barks twice more and shakes its head.

[morebelts]

Again, Leon nods, and his brow furrows more deeply as he lapses into silence. His eyes drop to the green-lighted lamp between them. It holds no answers, either.

It's not the first time that Leon has been in a strange place, unable to return home. But that was far different: his world had fallen to darkness, and it took nine years before it could be reclaimed. This situation is nothing like that.

... Or is it? Can he really say for sure? Could something have happened to Radiant Garden?

The thought is troubling, to say the least. As is the fact that, for now, it seems there's no way for him to check on his world's well-being. At least, not until he can find a way out of this.

'This.' What is this? And....

"Why am I here?"

His words are quiet; the question is directed at no one and nothing. But, after the silence of contemplation, they ring loud enough in the dark room.

[powersthatare]

In quiet contemplation, the answers seem easy to grasp. This place - whatever it is - is choreographed, organized to give he and the wolfling a chance to meet. To - strange as it may seem - communicate, exchange ideas.

[morebelts]

The answers seem to flow into his mind, so easy to grasp it's as though he already knew them. This is a place to meet; a place to speak. He's in this place ... so that he can meet the wolf.

But why? Leon had no need to meet the wolf. Not that he knows, anyway. Could it be ... the young wolf needed to meet him?

The question that comes next is automatic: the result of so many years spent giving aid to strangers in need.

"Do you need help?"

[powersthatare]

Solemnly, the wolfling nods.

[morebelts]

Unconsciously, Leon leans towards the wolfling. First comes the most urgent question:

"Are you in danger?"

[powersthatare]

The wolfling shakes his head - then raises a paw and waggles it from side to side.

[morebelts]

Leon frowns, trying to figure out the gesture's meaning. Sort of? Somewhat? Something else entirely?

[sagetime]

The wolf huffs a sigh. Then, there's a flicker, then a steady glow of lime-green light eclipsing Leon's vision. When it clears, there's an exhausted white-haired man sitting where the wolf previously was.

"No immediate danger," the man says. "Hello."

[morebelts]

He squints as the light overtakes his vision. Then it's gone, and there's ... a man. A man, where the wolf once was.

"... Who are you?"

It's not the most polite response. But at least it's 'who,' and not 'what.'