"Is that all than? I believe I've explained quite a lot, and you're all more than eager to get started. Shall I begin gifting you with the tools you need?"
"Wait- I've one more question before we start." Withholding her usual stateliness prose, Rain butted in. Sitting in a large room of a single apartment, it's landowner out leaving the aloof youth to her abandon. A simple dresser with a round mirror reflected her living quarters back, a humble abode painted at every turn. Colorful fabrics and striped silken gowns and dresses hung about. Next to a sewing area, a space reserved exclusively for painting housed a gallery of artistic drabbles. The only break in the large dome-shaped room was a glass-ceiling where light shone through and a a balcony leading out to a starry night sky, a sky now facing the young women as she pecked her exotic lipstick just slightly looking out over the skyline.
"These powers won't, hurt us too terribly now will they? I don't want to do any fighting. Can we be assured that atleast, people close to use won't get involved?" She asked.
Elsewhere, on a moldy couch in a backwater alley, Leon stomped his feet. S-shit! There's only one person stupid enough to ask something like that... but why, why'd it have to be her? He threw his talking paraphernalia against a brick wall, and started running off to where 'she' was.
There was a lapse of silence, as everyone waited in patiently for a response. The thought of danger or having ti uphold the responsibility of such an absurd scenario hadn't even crossed any of their minds up to that point. It was a game, if not a free-for-all battle, so why should one be thinking about something like that by now they figured. The cryptic lady speaking to all of them unknowingly had accounted for this, and she knew based on her stock of selectors they'd never turn down or shy away from this challenge.
