Welcome to Gaia! ::

The guide calmly shook his head, a couple long locks of dark hair slipping off his shoulder as he did so. "Can't find the info I got in any libraries these days." Kurma figured that the people of some planets took the time to write down the ideas he imparted to them, but Earth was not one of those places. He had never been to Earth -- or most of the Sol system in general, for that matter -- until quite recently, after all.

"The lantern is a different kind of guidepost in this case... and also a bit of a gift, if one chooses to take it," he continued. "Each one will have a name... the name of someone lost." The lantern returned to his hands and he held it in the air, letting it hang off his fingers, as if allowing them both to imagine how it would look if it were lit and spilling the merry glow of its fire over the table. However, imagination had a difficult time chasing away the flourescent lights above them, and the buttery glow of his own rope-entangled artifact.

"It is my hope that it will help some of them find their way back."

"Gotta say, Kallichore, I'm surprised you have to ask," said the guide, with a subdued smirk. "Right after we had such a good talk, even. I think you'd know who these are for," and he tapped the side of the lantern with a finger, the imaginary flame within flickering and swaying across their faces. "You know many of their names, but we're gonna need help uncovering the rest of them."

The lantern was gently returned to the box. Kurma turned his gaze back to Kallichore's, his hands resting folded on the table. In spite of his apparent age, he was looking like a polite schoolboy eagerly awaiting an answer to a question -- well, senshi, what do you say?