Conversation Space: The Ultimate

[powersthatbe]

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

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[highnoonsomewhere]

McCree just settles himself on the cloud - he's a little tickled at the thought of sitting on one at all.

"Go 'head, I'm listenin'."

[callmemeibe]

"Are you familiar with the Major Arcana of the Tarot decks of various worlds?" They ask plainly.

[highnoonsomewhere]

"Not really," McCree admits. "Just ... well, Death, I guess, I seen that one in movies. And I know there's a lot of number cards."

[callmemeibe]

They seem to frown at the mention of Death, actually.

"The minor cards mean nothing to us. There is no equivalent among our ranks. There are seventeen of us at present. Four are dead. Each of us holds power over certain dogma. My doctrine centers around those of Judgment, the Twentieth within the Major Arcana. Rebirth. Absolution. Forgiveness. Salvation. All of these are my domain. I have selected you based on these dogma to be my representative in this round of Synodiporia. "

[highnoonsomewhere]

McCree nods, and he feels something warm bloom in his chest, though he's worried, too. Those are pretty big values to live up to, and he doesn't want to fail them.

"So who are we up against? What's on the line?"

[callmemeibe]

"We are against the wicked Cabalists. I have deemed them unfit to continue. They must be punished for their misdeeds, according to their crimes. Many things are... 'on the line'. The salvation of the Travelers. The completion of Synodiporia. The redemption of the World."

[highnoonsomewhere]

"Those are pretty high stakes, darlin'," McCree says thoughtfully. He's not sure how much of this he believes, but at the same time, he wants to. To be a part of something this big? To maybe help redeem the world, save all these other folks? Those are things he can get behind, things he needs to get behind.

"What's this 'Synodiporia' you're talkin' about?"

[callmemeibe]

"Very high. Which is why I am choosing you to help me."

They pause for a moment, as if trying to determine how McCree will take their answer. "A tournament among my kind to determine the fate of the World. I require your assistance to win."