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“If you insist, Scylla. I’ll take a glass of your finest vintage and an old, leather-bound book. If you have an expensive collection of fine liquors, you simply must have a fine library in which to enjoy it. Right?” A huge assumption on her part, but Kallichore couldn’t shake the sense that Scylla boasted a fireplace and high-backed, plush furniture before it where one could contemplate philosophy. That would simply be heaven in the senshi’s mind.

The woman with charcoal hair seemed to mull the idea of a Court over in her head for a few silent moments, then nodded. “...that seems like a fine idea, Scylla. A Court would afford protection and support for those in need. I miss that about the Blood Moon as well. The thought that we, as a group, could really inflict change in the tides of war… for better or worse.” Obviously. The Dark Mirror Court would have been birthed at some point, Kallichore decided. With Ares in her emotional state, longing for the familiarity of home, perhaps it was simply inevitable.

“...but this time will be different. Of that I am certain.”

The senshi stood then, stretching, brushing some of the dust from her skirts. “Here is fine, unless you want a stranger in your home. I wouldn’t be offended if you didn’t. If you have a library, though, I may never want to leave.” She chuckled, covering her face with the back of her hand. It was true, though - if Scylla had books she hadn’t gotten the chance to devour, Kallichore might have brought a sleeping back. A library was a delicious challenge.

“You have my number. Call or text anytime.”