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It was already late in the evening but the merchant seemed unfazed by the passing of time. He sat, poised and elegant, watching the world around him. He didn’t seem bored but he sat, fingers laced atop the table; below it, he kept his toe tapping to some silent tune in his head. He was tall, by human standards, though while sitting down he didn’t seem particularly threatening. If you didn’t look at his face.
He had graceful features--sharp and refined. His chin and nose tapered to a point, giving him an air of sophistication, but that, combined with his slitted eyes and pointed teeth, there was something undeniably predatory about him. He watched with a hungry gaze and a mischievous, nearly sinister smile. His ears were pointed and were prominent despite being tucked behind his vibrant, multi-colored hair. The most intrusive feature that indicated there was something not human about him were the curling horns protruding from his temples and the oil-slick black scales that brushed his cheeks and forehead. He was well dressed, in a fashion obviously otherworldly, and seemed to enjoy dressing himself up in glistening gemstones.
His tables were somehow both simple and overwhelming; each table was draped with a dark purple tablecloth, all with extravagant embroidery in different designs. Scattered neatly atop the tables were an array of items that seemed to carry some magical weight to them.
He did not seem intimidated in the slightest and, upon noticing that the barrier surrounding him rippled to allow his visitor to pass, he smiled.
He did not rise to meet them nor adjust his position in the slightest. He followed them with his fierce eyes and greeted, in a silky voice, “Welcome.”
He had graceful features--sharp and refined. His chin and nose tapered to a point, giving him an air of sophistication, but that, combined with his slitted eyes and pointed teeth, there was something undeniably predatory about him. He watched with a hungry gaze and a mischievous, nearly sinister smile. His ears were pointed and were prominent despite being tucked behind his vibrant, multi-colored hair. The most intrusive feature that indicated there was something not human about him were the curling horns protruding from his temples and the oil-slick black scales that brushed his cheeks and forehead. He was well dressed, in a fashion obviously otherworldly, and seemed to enjoy dressing himself up in glistening gemstones.
His tables were somehow both simple and overwhelming; each table was draped with a dark purple tablecloth, all with extravagant embroidery in different designs. Scattered neatly atop the tables were an array of items that seemed to carry some magical weight to them.
He did not seem intimidated in the slightest and, upon noticing that the barrier surrounding him rippled to allow his visitor to pass, he smiled.
He did not rise to meet them nor adjust his position in the slightest. He followed them with his fierce eyes and greeted, in a silky voice, “Welcome.”
Somewhere along the way, as he was planning to find Rhona, the senshi of gorgon's had gotten a bit turned around. Perhaps he was also a bit over excited with having found the wisps, and seeing so many about the city, but somehow he'd wound up outside the city and not too far from some sort of bubble. Wasn't this where he'd heard a meteor had hit? He was certain it was close to the site.
"A bubble?" Tilting his head in curiosity the dark mirror headed towards it, he really wasn't too worried. Nothing seemed amiss and he didn't sense anything that was off, no chaos and no order signal around, it was just a bubble with something beyond it. But he couldn’t fully make out what was inside the bubble, but he knew it looked like tables, several of them, but with what on them? Someone was inside as well.
Closing the distance quickly enough he stepped inside the bubble and could now see what was hidden inside, and what a sight it was. Several long tables were positively covered in all sorts of objects and trinkets and it was amazing to see so many things, some of which he was clueless as to the purpose of. “What are all these things…” His words colored with wonder as he stared at everything. It wasn’t necessary a question to the person seated there but it was still a question of sorts. He did for a moment take the chance to look at the person, but he thought it impolite to stare, they were certainly a wonder to see. From their hair color, which could have been dyed, to their horns and ears. Whatever they were he was curious about that as well, they were not from here of that he was certain.
“Where are they all from even? I’m not sure I’ve ever seen anything like that.” Pointing to something he saw but couldn’t make out what it was at all, maybe it was some sort of combination of things? “And you’re new….I’ve never seen you before or seen anyone like you here before.” He didn’t mean to be rude, if he was, he was trying to be as polite as he could be but he was curious about this all, and who wouldn’t be?
“I’m sorry, I’m not trying to be rude. I’m Kiuchi, dark mirror senshi of gorgon’s. I’ve just never seen anything like this and I’m rather….” Fishing for what word best described it he finally found it. “In awe.” It was impressive, even without knowing what everything on the tables was for, it was a sight to behold as far as he was concerned.
“Did you just come here...or have you been here and no one knows? I mean I hear senshi and knights, even the Negaverse, are all reborn aliens. Are you like that...powered up? Or were you not born here?” Was this just some new faction and he was some powered up civilian who looked like everyone else during the day time? He didn’t think so but with magic whoever knew what was or wasn’t possible any more.
