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[Chevaleresse]

Kraken, Mitsurugi, Lyra

"Mostly charms of normal life. Cleansing rituals are of great import, especially given our purpose here. I doubt weather prediction will be of use to you, but warding against youkai should be." She glanced sideways at Lyra. "How well can you dance?"

[Sutoratosu Akira]

"Thank you for your assistance."

Aurora, Friedhold
She shook her head, putting the final touches on the dress before neatly folding the garb and handing it to Friedhold. It was simple, but nonetheless beautiful, made of pure white gossamer that shimmered wherever it caught the light. And it was strong and durable enough to hold up even against the rough housing nature of a young child.
   "Think nothing of it," She said "Do keep me updated though, I must admit I'm quite interested to see where this goes. Here's her dress, I've left a bit of room for her to grow into it, just in case. I can have a few more ready for her a bit later, just let me know if she has any color preference."

[AzyWng]

Kraken, Mitsurugi, Lyra

Lyra moved her feet up and down a little uneasily. "I'm used to dodging bullets and whatnot, but I've never done much dancing..."

[Chevaleresse]

Kraken, Mitsurugi, Lyra

"If you can move with grace at all, you can be taught. Perhaps. . . yes, that might work. There is a way I could teach you, though I would need time to plan." Mitsurugi moved her gaze to the man who'd been standing quietly by. "And what of you? I am short kannushi as well."

[kj1225]

Kraken, Mitsurugi, Lyra

The operator jumped slightly when he was mentioned, having assumed that he was forgotten in the conversation but not knowing whether he should leave or if it would be polite. It takes him a moment to process the question before he scratches the back of his head. "Oh, I actually did take some dancing lessons with my mom. Don't know if it'll be helpful but I think I was pretty good considering I was just starting to get in shape." He smiles awkwardly at the memory.

[Chevaleresse]

Kraken, Mitsurugi, Lyra

The goddess nodded. "Very well then. It will be less than traditional-" She glanced at Kraken "- but I believe I can teach the both of you something useful. It may aid you in communion with other divinities, as well." She took a step backward from her two new initiates. "This is a course of action I have never taken before. I apologize in advance if this goddess's instruction turns out to be difficult to comprehend."

[AzyWng]

Kraken, Mitsurugi, Lyra

The contractor took her own brief glance at Kraken before nodding in return, leaving Mitsurugi to prepare.

Lyra leaves and heads to the Meeting Hall...

[Powder Miner]

With Perlita pretty much having settled what she'd come to do in the Throne Hall to really a much better extent than she could possibly have expected, Perlita heads to the Suites.

[Sutoratosu Akira]

Aurora, Mitsu

After passing the dress over and bidding farewell to Friedhold, Aurora had made her way over to the other goddess in the throne hall. What she had sensed earlier was definitely something new. Something that as best she could guess was... well... she'd just have to ask and find out if she was right.
    "Mitsurugi," she called as she approached, noticing the drained posture of the storm queen even from this distance, "It's been a while, hasn't it? You... don't look so well. When did that start?"

[Chevaleresse]

Aurora, Mitsurugi

"Aurora." A polite nod, a bit deeper than the ones she typically gave out. "Is my lack of composure really so visible?" The disaster goddess gave a single, small shake of her head. "I believe it began in the previous world we visited. I. . . overstepped my bounds." She wanted to wince, thinking of the way she'd threatened Spray. She told herself she would never stoop to doing such things for respect, and yet it came right on the heels of her managing to destroy a structure she was trying to bless. "It is becoming difficult to maintain myself."

[Sutoratosu Akira]

Aurora, Mitsurugi

She could only shake her head in condolence. The massive changes to her own stature, physically at least, were painfully obvious. "I... know the feeling. I was having similar troubles a while ago. There was something I wanted to talk with you about, something I sensed when you entered a few minutes ago..."
   She looked the storm goddess square in the face, not a hint of humor or amusement in her expression as she asked.

"Mitsurugi, you aren't... pregnant by any chance, are you? I felt two life essences in you when you arrived. I can still feel it even now. I can't... entirely say what it is, but... it's there."

[Chevaleresse]

Aurora, Mitsurugi

The comment was enough to provoke a startled blink and a scandalized expression from the minor deity. "Pregnant?" The incredulity faded from her voice as the gravity of what Aurora had suggested sunk in. "Not unless a power much greater and more incomprehensible than myself is responsible. It has been many, many years since I had the privilege of motherhood, and I suspect I will never experience it again." She frowned, pondering the meaning of what the lifegiving goddess had said. . . only for her expression to break in a bitter, humorless laugh. "I suppose I could be fragmenting. I would suggest another aspect taking form, but it is far too late for that." Mitsurugi looked down at the ground. "I do not know what else it could be. Perhaps I have even less time left as myself than I believed."

[Sutoratosu Akira]

Aurora, Mitsurugi
Strange then. Seems we've a rash of spontaneously manifesting piggybackers lately... whether they're connected is a question to be asked later though.

"I see... one moment," She focused her senses again, just as she had with Nessa. Within an instant the countless sensations dancing in the back of her mind, each representing a single life form currently inhabiting the castle's walls, vanished. Vanished until there was only Mitsu's. The second essence was indeed still there, but she also noticed something she hadn't the first time. Something troubling that only corroborated her present suspicions. "You're like the ilk of my world, aren't you? You need the faith of your followers in order to maintain your influence and remain active. Or, failing that, an alternative source of power; an incredibly large one at that. When's the last time someone offered a prayer or sacrifice to you, Mitsurugi? If your essence is this faint..."

[Chevaleresse]

Aurora, Mitsurugi

Though her posture did not change, the question seemed to weigh on the goddess both physically and existentially. Mitsurugi looked tired, almost haggard, as if Aurora could see the bags forming under her eyes as she watched. "Directly to me? That would be before my world was devoured, when my remaining worshippers sealed themselves into the sheath of my blade that I might persist in my fight a while longer." Her voice was distant, the guardian spirit holding herself away in an effort to maintain her composure. "Alexandria gave me an infusion of faith, but until today I have found nobody willing to even consider such a thing. The last to show me reverence was a lowly youkai in the previous world, as if they'd confused me for their great demon lord." Her head moved, as if she were going to shake it again, but it stayed canted to one side. "I am familiar with the taste of terror. It sustained me for some time. Perhaps they are more correct about my nature than I."

[Sutoratosu Akira]

Aurora, Mitsurugi

The pain in the other goddess' voice was nearly palpable. Aurora felt a familiar lump in her throat as it resonated all too much for her. Though her situation had been entirely her own fault, the long delayed consequences of millennia of petulance and folly. Yet somehow Mitsurugi's was still the worse one. No, not somehow, Aurora realized. She knew precisely why. Mitsurugi had already lived through what may yet befall her own world. Lived through the one of the few things that could truly strike fear even into her black, heartless soul. And in the moment of that realization, the resonant pain was replaced with something else.
   "Only if you want them to be," she said, placing a gentle, but firm hand on the goddess' shoulder. Mitsurugi might notice the pulsing warmth emanating from it, like the life giving rays of the sun on a calm spring day. "Be careful with such thoughts. Where I hail from, they truly can change a god's nature, if they begin to believe them. A source of power is only one half of maintaining one's divine rank and portfolio. The other is self-consistency. So long as you are sure of your nature, no mortal or lesser spirit can ever dictate otherwise."
    She paused and withdrew her hand. It seemed she was debating something deeply, given the look of uncertainty on her face. After a few moments she quietly shook her head, muttering something too low to be heard.

"I don't have any faith to give you," she said "I've just recently lost my own reserves. And the followers to provide more. But I have found a means to survive... and through that, there is a way I can help you. It may not fix everything, but it should make you more stable, more than a mere second infusion of faith or power ever would... I can give you part of my spark. You'd have access to an entire plane of existence' worth of power to sustain you, eliminating the worry of spiritual starvation."