Conversation Space: The Ultimate

[powersthatbe]

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

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[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?"