I had some time to really set this place up. And...help.
[She winces, looking a little uncomfortable, but that fades quickly enough when Eleanor actually sits down.]
Alright. Here we go.
[The moment awaits. Yukiko holds out her right hand, blue flames beginning to ripple down her arm and coalesce into the form of a floating rectangle a little bigger than a playing card. It seems to solidify for a half second...]
Come Forth! Sumeo-Okami!
[Her fingers close, crushing the card. The air ripples with unseen energy and the sound of glass breaking shatters the silence...and behind Yukiko appears something. A figure made of golden metal, feminine, with no facial features beyond the ridge of eyebrows and nose. Her right hand holds an enormous katana, and her left grips it's matched set. The winglike arms, set with jewels, fold around Yukiko like a shield and there's a distinct pressure in the clearing as the Persona studies Eleanor with an eyeless gaze.]
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[She winces, looking a little uncomfortable, but that fades quickly enough when Eleanor actually sits down.]
Alright. Here we go.
[The moment awaits. Yukiko holds out her right hand, blue flames beginning to ripple down her arm and coalesce into the form of a floating rectangle a little bigger than a playing card. It seems to solidify for a half second...]
Come Forth! Sumeo-Okami!
[Her fingers close, crushing the card. The air ripples with unseen energy and the sound of glass breaking shatters the silence...and behind Yukiko appears something. A figure made of golden metal, feminine, with no facial features beyond the ridge of eyebrows and nose. Her right hand holds an enormous katana, and her left grips it's matched set. The winglike arms, set with jewels, fold around Yukiko like a shield and there's a distinct pressure in the clearing as the Persona studies Eleanor with an eyeless gaze.]
I told you she was real.