Ignis walks from her place of contemplation at the fireplace to her seat at the round table. "Who are we waiting for?" All of the Luminaries and Phobos sat at their spots.
A light bell chime answers her question. Gleam's form quivers before appearing solidly midway down the hall leading to the meeting chamber.
Aura nods as she approaches. "Right in time."
Gleam smiles. "It's easy to be when you can teleport."
Solanaceae sucks in a breath. "Shall we begin then?"
Aura shakes her head and chews her bottom lip slightly. "We're still waiting for one more."
Solan looks around the table quizzically. "There's no one left…" She grimaces. "Unless you're referring to…"
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