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Atlanta:
"It is good to meet you, Atlanta," the man replies. "Though I must say, you neglect your Spirit so. Why?"

Moriah:
"I waited because you approached the table and did not stop to look around before sitting upon it," the Illusory member replies.
The Illusory member nods as you speak your thoughts.
"Magic was unusable by mortals until we meditated to seek the answer," he says. "We learned how to harness magic and created the Original Rings as the first methods for mortals to use magic. The Rings are powered by the Spirits. Mortals cannot use magic without the Rings, but the Rings require the Spirits to be within the Originals, otherwise the magic is lost and the Rings are useless. Should a Spirit be disconnected from their power, it would be necessary to imbue another with their power and put this new person into the Ring, allowing the power to be used again. It is a dangerous process, and nearly killed us when we bound these Spirits to the Original Rings."

Manra:
The man in purple offers his hand.
"I am a member of the Illusory," he says. "I was the one to use the Violet Ring when we attempted to call back the sun."

Kirino:
Jima'ei smiles and follows you. When you approach the table, a gust of wind comes by, causing you to have to close your eyes. When you open them, another man in purple is there, offering his hand.
"Greetings, child," he says.

Everyone:
As the others approach the table, their respective Illusory appears: Maxwell's from the shadows of the cavern, Silla's from the water dripping from the ceiling, Marco's from some kind of gate that looks like it goes to the spirit world, and Eleutherius' from a burst of light. Moriah sees these appearances as various collections of their respective colored energies. They all begin to talk to these Bearers, but are speaking in low tones, as if not wanting to let the rest of you hear what they are saying.

Manra looked at the offered hand, her mind quickly recalling 'handshake' and she smiled a little bit as she took it gently. "I-it-eh-ah...sa-s-so you're... a-ah a friend... of... Rai'o's yes? Ah-i-ih-it's nice to ... to meet... you."

Atlanta:
"If I may, perhaps it would be best to not force it, but to let him come to you," the Illusory member says. "Believe me, it can be hard to heal old wounds. But it is necessary. Though perhaps the use of a second Ring may help..."

Manra:
"Sort of," the Illusory member replies. "I was the one who used his power many years ago. I see great potential in you, young one. Potential not yet realized by the use of a singular Ring..."

Moriah:
"No," the Illusory replies. "It takes a willingness to sacrifice one's life to the creation of such a powerful object. A willingness many do not possess. The creation of these Rings may have killed us, and nearly did. For one such as yourself, creating one without the assistance that we received would end only in death. We were aided in the learning of the arcane powers, but it was too dangerous for one person to create even one Ring alone. All nine of us were needed for each and every Ring, and even then it almost seemed like we were not going to be enough. In the end, we were enough, but more would have been better."
He pauses for a moment.
"Moriah," he says. "I sense a great potential in you, one that cannot be harnessed through the use of a single Ring. You need another."

"E-eh-ehh?!" Manra says, the look on her face completely surprised and confused, but then again, she knew confused was her normal. "Eh-bu-wh-what wouldah...uh-um, ah-are you suggesting havinga ... ah-a second RIng? W-would I ...be able t'make othershappy with...if by having more or...?" she asks some of her words slurring into the next, "Because I already like Rai'o..." she says, and to emphasize, she went to hug the male, "Manra and Rai'o are friends. Rai'o's taught me lots b-but...eh...Having a new friend is always uh-um...I want to make others happy, s-s-so...I-ah-eh....I guess I ... I am a... bit... of an idealist?" Who happens to really likes Labyrinths.

Atlanta:
"Yes, another Ring," the Illusory member replies. "Four of you have been selected to possess a second Ring, while the other four have been selected to remain here with us while you use their Rings."

Manra:
Rai'o pats your back when you hug him.
"Yes, I am offering you a second Ring," the Illusory member replies. "Don't worry about making the new Spirit happy; Rai'o can do that for you."

Moriah:
"I did not read your mind," the Illusory member replies. "I responded to what you said aloud. And as for hiding...well, it's fun! Plus, we had to make sure that it was really all of you, and not someone who had somehow broken through the barrier. However, I am serious about you needing another Ring."

"Eh-uhm. Ah..o-o-okay?" she says the last bit turning a bit higher and more like a question. She didn't know what that last part meant, but as long as the other was also happy, and they could spread that happiness, that's what mattered right? Well hopefully at least.

"I feel like I'm stabbing someone in the back though... My condition on accepting this is if the ring picks me specifically. Unless this was perhaps at some point a formalized trial to deem worthiness, or I'm accepted by the spirit itself, I can't bring myself to strip away my friend's power for my own benefit." I say solemnly, though the projection of my resolve is likely undermined by my sitting stance. Even Mashai'i kept calling me cute when I sat like this.