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Who: Anyone
When: Day 1, Afternoon
Where: The Arena
What: With any luck, answers.

[ You've met each other, and at least some of the confused amnesiacs have ventured out into the closest thing the sealed city has to open air, outside the dormitory building they woke in. The arena loomed large, the biggest landmark the city had to offer, and at some elected to explore the large building.

For those that didn't, the grand flash of light that fills the streets, coming from the direction of the Arena may call attention to it.

For those already there, the blinding light that suddenly blazed into existence is impossible to miss, pure and bright. If they closed their eyes reflexively, they may not notice, but the observant might notice that the flash left no afterimage on their closed eyelids. For those with their eyes left open, they will find the light doesn't hurt, or diminish their vision when they look away, though they still have difficulty seeing into that burning core.

Not long after, the light starts to dim. At the core of it, a mass of brilliant wings, too numerous to count keeps itself aloft in a constant whirr of motion and feathers. Or— maybe that's wrong, in certain moments there are no pure white feathers but stripped musculature, raw and writhing, with far too many eyes hidden amongst the folds.

Will you approach? ]

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[ um ]

By "actor," do you mean which of us are competing? Or who is arranging for the competition...?

Arranging. I couldn't use Ringmaster again, that would be usurping Lord Metatron's role!

So there's more of you, and you all arrange different kinds of events.

Are we meant to be unprepared for them before they happen?

The element of surprise isn't a bad thing. But once you've attended a few shows, I'm sure you'll know what's coming at encores.

Okay.

Do you have a lot of those maps?

Enough for all our performers! Would you like one?

Edited 2014-08-20 10:56 (UTC)

Please.

Here you go!

[ snaps her fingers, and a map appears in her hand. she presents it to him with a flourish ]

Thank you!

[ he takes it and glances over it once, but mostly intends to study it later, so folds it up and turns his attention back to her ]

If we're competing, will there be a decisive winner in the end?

It won't be like a tournament. You can take a short time or a long time to win your prize, and everyone has a chance to win! Not winning doesn't mean you've lost, it just means you haven't won yet.

[ ah ]

So it's... one miracle each? Each team, or each person?

[ that sounds a little... not believable... ]

Each person. It will be a long road, but don't get discouraged.

[ MMM IMMEASURABLE POWER TO BE USED COMPLETELY SELFISHLY ]

So then... why are we on teams? I'm personally grateful, but is there another purpose to it? If you know.

It would be hard on all of you, to go at it alone.

[ hha ]

What about these markings? Do they mean anything more?

They're your tickets: in and out of your dorms, and into the park. SO if you need a safe haven, it will only admit those with them! Your own private staging areas.

Is there something in the park?

[ pretend so was not in caps in the last comment ]

Plants and animals, but they've been let to run wild for a while now, I've heard.

So it's just locked to keep them in?

It'd be dangerous to have them running loose.

[ slightly slow nod ]

Is there anything else which you would like us to hear?

Be kind to your teammates. Once the curtain rises, it will be a great while before it falls! And, as you have both asked so kindly. . .

[ let's assume this happens at the same time Enkidu asks, so she just gives the prophecy once. ]

Edited 2014-08-22 04:36 (UTC)

[ huhhh

wonder if scribe has to do with Malakim... ]

Thank you.

You're welcome.

And thank you for answering all of our questions, too. Where are you staying?