Conversation Space: The Ultimate

[powersthatbe]

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

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[reincarnatedprince]

Mamoru had had time to prepare for the meeting with the Arcana. He was definitely curious to see who had marked him and to ask some questions - mainly what their goal was and if it would align with his interests. At least there was no need to ask any basic questions which made this a lot easier.

The room itself was rather fascinating. Mamoru can definitely appreciate the aesthetics of the black stone walls with colorful contrasts.

[powersthatare]

And appreciate them he may - veil and candlelight, chair and chalice and black stone walls, all invite examination, but as of yet, no host or hostess appears, nothing happens to reveal the secrets of this place.

[reincarnatedprince]

As the host or hostess is nowhere around to be seen, Mamoru continues to look around. He ends up approaching the veil and examining it a little more closely to see if there might be some hidden meanings in it.

[powersthatare]

If there is, it's hidden well, but as he examines it, he'll notice something new - the scent of roses, coming from the other side of the veil.

[reincarnatedprince]

It's the scent of roses that draws him in and he carefully moves the veil a bit so he can see and possibly even step behind it, to see where the scent is coming from.

[powersthatare]

On the other side of a veil is a mirror, and in that mirror, his masked reflection smirks and raises an eyebrow.

"Hello, handsome," the image says, voice a smoky contralto.

[reincarnatedprince]

Well, this is rather interesting.

"I'm used to seeing versions of myself, but I think this is the first time I've had one compliment me", Mamory comments, amused by the turn of events. "You're the host of this space, I assume?"

[powersthatare]

"The hostess, technically," the figure corrects. "Yes. This is my space, and you carry its mark upon you."

[reincarnatedprince]

"The space's mark and not yours?" Mamoru asks curiously. "What should I call you?"

[powersthatare]

"What would you like to call me?" she asks, not answering the question.

[reincarnatedprince]

Mamoru makes a mental note of the ignored question before smiling with a calm smile.

"Whatever name is the most comfortable for you to hear. It's not my place to decide others' names."

[powersthatare]

"I'm most comfortable hovering between names," the voice says, laughing. "I suppose you could call me Anima."

[reincarnatedprince]

"Very well. Anima, it's nice to meet you, officially."

[powersthatare]

"I'm pleased to have you meet me as well."

[reincarnatedprince]

"So, is there something I should know about being your chosen?"