Conversation Space: The Ultimate

[powersthatbe]

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

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[powersthatare]

The cloud across from her shifts, subtly, depressions in its surface becoming more symmetrical until it would be possible to imagine - just imagine - that they were eyes and a mouth.

Until they blink.

"I know nothing," the cloud-face says, voice still a dry croak.

[otomechapilot]

She nods. "You and me both, sometimes. But we definitely suspect that you and the other Arcana should be reminded how time works. Me from the future thought it was important enough to pass along."

She stops to consider. "Would it surprise you to hear that time spirals outward? That things repeat, but also go forward? Huh, you know, that doesn't sound surprising to Mr. New Beginnings, but future me was very insistent," she says.

[powersthatare]

"Not all revelations are surprises," Orlea acknowledges. "It is revelatory, at a time when such is needed."

[otomechapilot]

"I'm glad to help, then," she said. "I asked a friend to tell the Chariot, and will ask another to tell Death. Who else would you want to warn?"

[powersthatare]

"A question whose answer would be most revelatory indeed," Orlea says, brows lifting - or at least, bandages stretching. "I will convey the information myself... to ROSE, SAGE, Mei, and Shekinah."

[otomechapilot]

"Sage I know. The others... what would Rider and Waite have called them?" she asks, leaning forward a little, cupping her cheeks, kicking her legs over the cliff.

[powersthatare]

"I am not familiar with Rider or Waite," Orlea says, and his lips slowly lift in a poor approximation of a smile. "I will leave you to pursue the answer yourself."

The cloud formation becomes more muddled, and his face vanishes.

[otomechapilot]

"Well, you ask a silly question," she says, waving goodbye. "Hope that helped!"