Chrome Legion wrote:Elizabeth Tsukuyomi
If she had honestly cared about her duties, Liz should have felt aweful for neglecting them. She had been here, not leaving or even contacting anyone since she had sent her message to rise. No, in many many ways she was a poor option as a mother. Her view was to long to see that the needs of a child were important. Perhaps a good quality in an archmage, but not in a parent.
Her body had been reformed for some time now, but she had again found herself caught staring into Yata no Kagami. The mirror did not show a refection, but instead through her power showed the flow of mana over a great area. Combining it with other scrying techniques allowed Tsukuyomi to maintain a firm grasp on what was going on out side of the demi-plane she resided over. And the developments in the rest of the word had been quite interesting. Liz was tempted to hop to a plane with slower time, just so she could skip to the end, but then she would miss the middle. And perhaps, she did feel some pull from her duties here.
A Knock. She should have expected some one to come find her, but it had been much longer than she expected. The door to her office was more than just a door to another room in the school. She had managed to slip a hole into her demi-plane through the wards, and the door was a portal across existence into her little slice. Right now, the pale was arranged simply, with Yata no Kagami sitting in the center, looking like a large pool reflecting a starry night touch by ethereal streams of auras. There was a simple bench ringing it, and a walled japanese style garden composed the rest of the plane as it was.
Liz let the door swing open, but did nothing else. Pulling someone else into the reality control by her was... a wrong, she would not commit it.
Soleil watched as the door opened on its own, and he gasped softly as he saw what lie behind the door. A beautiful scene, something out of a scroll-painting, reflected back at him. A verdant, blooming garden surrounded him, full of cherry, plum, and apple blossom trees, various green bushes, and a rippling pond full of colorful koi fish. He entered with reverence, allowing the sweet, calming atmosphere to fill him, to subdue some of the questions in his mind. He felt relaxed and at home in this lovely place. He did not wish to disturb the beauty around him, and he remained quiet as he examined his surroundings. At the same time, however, he did question where Tsukiyomi might be in this elegant, flowery realm.
His eyes turned around the scene until he saw the mirror, and then he stared at it. Yata no Kagami, the legendary mirror of Shinto legend. He felt himself being drawn into its story, its mystique, and he approached it to watch the starry world glittering within. He did not dare touch it, in case doing so would offend Tsukiyomi, or some spirit wandering the garden. However, he did feel mesmerized by its presence, and he wondered why his teacher had allowed him to see such a relic, such a mysterious item which was hidden even from the people of its own nation.
He realized where she was when he turned and saw the bench again. Tsukiyomi was sitting there, staring at the mirror. He had not noticed her before, maybe because she had been so still, and he had been so mystified by his surroundings. He slowly walked toward her, and he then sat next to her on the bench, watching her as she stared into the mirror. She had regained her humanoid appearance, but one could still feel her bizarre Mana radiating from her as she sat and stared into the distance. “...Mother...I mean!...Professor...um...This place is very beautiful...but...are you okay?...Can I...talk to you about something? Or should I come back later?...” he whispered.