Out of the Mirror

[7twistedwishes]

The elevator door opens to a wide hallway, carpeted and tastefully decorated. The Devil leads the way along, opening the door marked 108.

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[7twistedwishes]

The door opens into a large comfortable apartment. Rainfall patters against the windows and obscures some of the view out of the city. The air is pleasantly cool and scents lightly of wildflowers.

"I hope this will suffice, but if you need more, well... now you can just have more."

[mirror_alice]

"It's perfect!", Alice replies with a delighted laugh. She spins in place, looking around the apartment.

[7twistedwishes]

It skirts the edge of luxury, and should be perfect indeed for her: everything is the right color, the right shape and form to be a quiet refuge where to relax.

The Devil walks over and guides Alice to the window, so her Daeva can see the panorama of the city and the Bay. "Your hunting grounds. All you see, and beyond."

[mirror_alice]

Alice who has become Aeshma looks out at the city hungrily. "So many people," she says with a dark laugh. "So much Wrath simmering under the surface, waiting for the right spark."