Amnesplora: Liminal Space

[idolpro]

Wherever you are in the house, whatever you may have been doing right in that moment

You hear a chime, like a clock sounding the hour. Has it only been that long? No, it can't have been, it must've been longer ... right? Oh well. You're out of time, and now you're here.

Here is a liminal space. It's like a washed out version of the Entrance Hall, so big and fancy, with its high vaulted ceilings and polished oakwood floors, intricate detailing, and the ornate front door. Everything else is shrouded by fog. You can try to find the other doors, you can try to find the foyer, but ... they're not there? Walk more than a minute into the fog and you'll find yourself right back where you started.

Comments

[daios]

[Hmmm... He can understand how that is frightening. He drops the naginata, waving it away to dismiss it.]

It is just as well. It did not hurt overmuch but did blind me.

...... Bless you. My coat is wet, but if it would warm you, I would be happy to part with it for you.

[sancrimony]

—ah, but you would be. . .

[ wait no he's distracted ]

—my! Uhm. . . Was that, perchance, magic that you just performed. . . ?

[daios]

It is a charm. Channeling essence to create a weapon.

[Takes off his jacket then! If it'll warm this cute boy up then he is fine being a little chilly. Also gives him a good excuse to lose his shirt.]

I will be fine.

[sancrimony]

—ah, thank you . . .

[ taking the jacket then, sort of distracted like he's intrigued by hiroto's figure, but after a moment he realizes it might be inappropriate and ducks his head ]

Ah—my apologies. Although you've been so kind to me, I have no name to offer you. . .

[daios]

[He gives a slight bow at that, and closes his eyes as he does so to allow Lucifel maybe a moment to ogle him if he wishes.]

That is quite alright. My companions did not have names either, but I remember my own. Miura Hiroto. You may feel free to call on me at any time.

[sancrimony]

[ no it's ok he was just a little curious and interested but he's good he's not going to look!!!! (not that much anyway!!!!) ]

Miura Hiroto-san . . . Is that meaning "great person". . . ?

[daios]

[To have someone point out his name's meaning like that... Even Hiroto's cheeks can color a little.]

Ah, well. That is the meaning, but it is a name given at birth- a wish from my parents. That is to say; I cannot say for certain that I am a great person now. Only that my parents hoped I would be.

[sancrimony]

Ah—

[ with a smile, then ]

I think—wherever Miura-san's parents are, I think they must know that you have certainly become a great person. After all, Miura-san is certainly strong, and very kind.

[daios]

[Oh heck. Hey, you can't just do that!! You're supposed to be the shy one!!!! Now Hiroto is all flustered.]

I... That is to say... I am simply doing what I think is right. It is nothing so grand as to call me "great", little flower.

[sancrimony]

[ oh no!! turning a little pink at being called a flower, pulling the jacket a little more over himself ]

Is it not so? . . . What makes a man great, except that he does what is right?

[daios]

I... suppose if he is successful at doing what is right enough times that it eases the burdens of the world.

[He's aware that he has not balanced his scales quite right, but he doesn't know why.]

[sancrimony]

You do not think that is the case for yourself . . . ?

[daios]

I cannot be certain. I only remember very brief flashes of my life... but I am sure that I am more average than anything, other than my frame, perhaps.

[sancrimony]

. . . I see.

My apologies—I'm sure . . . it is something that weighs a great deal in your mind.

Ah—but. Uhm . . . Even so, I would like to say . . . I appreciate your kindness, Miura-san, and your gentleness.

[daios]

I.... It is hard not to be kind and gentle, to someone as lovely as you. My thanks for allowing me the chance to speak with you.

[sancrimony]

[ fffflusters, a hand coming up to comb his own hair back a little, nervously ]

—your words are too kind, Miura-san . . .

. . . a, ah, were you able to leave the mansion in the end . . . ?