[Sodium_noir] Hell is Other People

[FlameFlash]

> Mitsuko, Aurora
> Avatar, Mage
> the Party
>
>
> > They were callingher name.
>
> Aurora whispered, "I'm here..." Hoping that would be enough.
>
> The whispers seemed to coalesce, focus for a moment. The legion of voices
> spoke almost in unison. But still in a multitude.
>
> "Here..." they whispered. "In Gotham."
>
> A gust of wind moved through the trees and bushes of Lady Sinclair's garden.
> Her spiritual senses detected them in a unique way. they were not entirely
> there on the other side of the Gayntlet like most spirits. neither were they
> manifest in this world completely like Jack or Mitsuko. They were hiding
> somewhere inbetween. In the cracks and the not places of Gotham. As she
> listened, her senses were filled by the little things, hiding in the cracks
> between.
>
> Gotham spoke to her, but not so much with words. A sense of contagion
> infused her. A sense of the cities need for a voice, it was reaching out.
> The Whispers were reaching out.

The city needed her, or somebody like her, Aurora reasoned.  She was
slighly afraid of the sensations, especially since she could not
directly sense the spirit which was trying to contact her, though it
was old and powerful, and she felt no malace.

She allowed them to continue to reach, humming softly, attempting to
help through the Spirit ways she knew, but mostly simply opening
herself to what they sought, humming louder, along with the music from
within the building.

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