Ninth House | Chat

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reactions again
this will be hefty

@Kristi

maniiii i missed you

@Kristi

Most of the time, when Arya would come to her house as a child, Amani’s family would speak solely in French. This was, if Amani recalled correctly, because Arya was learning French at the time. Amani’s family, being native French speakers with ancestry from Francophone nations, wanted to foster her learning. After all, what better way to help someone learn a language than to immerse them in it daily?

aww

@Kristi

fall out

yall better reveal why they fell of in this interaction
been edging us for so long

@Kristi

“cough Parravicini Russo, cough the immature Dunman,”

MEAN

@Kristi

“Excuse me, it seems I’ve developed quite the cold.” she added in English, her hand on her throat as she smirked.

cutiecutiecutie

@Kristi

feeling the texture of the paper as if it could reveal some hidden truth.

slay

@Kristi

Amani’s smirk faded as she read, replaced by a more contemplative expression. The words seemed to resonate with something deep within her, something she wasn’t quite ready to acknowledge.

wait do yall have an actual poem
or is this just bc of the context of it

@Kristi

looking at that particular reflection less mirror,

ooh

@Kristi

not as sexy as it sounds, though there is a mirror for that,” Amani chuckled

jesus let this be foreshadowing
foreshadowing does contain the umbra word shadow for a reason

@Kristi

The glass rippled like the surface of a pond disturbed by a thrown stone.

BRAVA

@Kristi

What unfolded before her eyes was a vision of teenage her in secondary school, laughing side by side with a person who Amani knew all to well,

oh i think i know

@Kristi

his betrayal had not happened nor did the ‘news’ happen.

her engagement
but whats the betrayal

@Kristi

Arya Sellenova, suddenly emerged in the vision. Arya’s entrance was marked by laughter from Amani, it was not a mocking one, but a genuine laughter as she playfully rolled her eyes, as two other people- Tae and Celestine had emerged., finding spots next to her, the group forming a circle of familiar faces, all sharing jokes and stories from their day. This glimpse into a past where their friendship had never waned, where betrayals and separations were non-existent, painted a poignant picture of what could have been.

OK COOL BUT WHY DOES SHE WANT THIS GUY SM
im getting jealous

@Kristi

Isaac, too, was there, his arm wrapped around a woman he had met at a party; his smile was wide, his eyes sparkled with genuine happiness.

also is this woman a character

@Kristi

Amidst the celebration, there was him—the one whose presence Amani chose to ignore. His face was there in the crowd, smiling, participating, yet Amani’s vision cleverly skirted around him, focusing instead on the joy and the love from those who mattered more. The entire vision radiated a sense of relaxation and freedom from responsibilities, a stark contrast to her current life

oh there we are ok
LMFAO

@Kristi

Amani felt a warmth linger, a bittersweet reminder of a life that might have been, filled with endless possibilities and the continued presence of those she loved.

my poor sad girl

@CerealKiller

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new arya is so da i love her

@CerealKiller

It was as if Amani was daring Arya to acknowledge her own shortcomings, to confront the ghosts of her past.

sorry they slandered you in their convo and in life

@CerealKiller

She had her reasons

oh? what are they sellenova

@CerealKiller

dating complete idiots

hey! but cute

@CerealKiller

unless, of course, you had a certain companion leading the way.”

ahhh shes gonna be mad you insinuated a man led to this and she didnt find it on her own

@CerealKiller

It’s what separates the poets from the mere scribblers.”

ong

@CerealKiller

they were fragments of Arya’s own soul, laid bare on the page.

aw

@CerealKiller

blend of Latin and French

the two languages suggest she may have set up the mirrors herself lowkey

@CerealKiller

As Arya’s fingertips brushed against the cool surface of the mirror, a ripple spread across its reflective surface, like echoes from a forgotten dream. The glass began to swirl, drawing her into its depths, into a realm where desires danced on the edge of reality.

yall are doing so good w this writing

@CerealKiller

But amidst the beauty of the natural world, there was something else—someone else. In the distance, Arya caught a glimpse of two figure standing on a distant hill facing her, their silhouette illuminated by the soft glow of the moon.

i think i know who these are too

@CerealKiller

“I saw…possibility,” she murmured, her voice a whisper carried on the breeze.

sweet
but
EXPLAIN
come on guys talk about it

@Kristi

the motive was nothing more sublime than simple lust,”

MEAN
be nice to ary

@Kristi

“And, as we both know too well, we have all dallied with our share of grievous errors and entanglements.” That last night was a testament to such folly was a relief known only to herself, Jesse, and him .

at least shes self aware

@Kristi

Turning to walk away, Arya—ever quick with a biting remark—uttered something that rooted Amani to the spot. For a moment, she stood rigid, collecting herself, hoping Arya had missed the brief stiffening of her posture.

shes so babygirl when she has her vulnerable little halts

@Kristi

cloaking stark realities with a veneer of beauty.

veneer

@Kristi

“But do not mistake my interest for anything beyond an intellectual curiosity. I do appreciate good art, even when it verges on the melodramatic. After all, appreciating the arts is part of our nature—not everyone is a hopeless romantic or dreamer like your kind. Some of us already possess all that we need.”

heyyyy shes a sweetie

@Kristi

considering perhaps a manicure would indeed be a pleasant diversion on the morrow.

AMANI LET ME SPOIL YOU
ok im done im chillin

@Kristi

not pressing further

ughhhhh

@Kristi

But as soon as Amani’s touch met the mirror for the second time, a sudden, sharp crack shattered the silence, echoing through the chamber like a thunderclap. Before anyone could react, the mirror fractured into countless shards, each glinting with an ethereal light before scattering across the floor in a chaotic symphony of glass and shadow.

Amani blinked rapidly, her gaze fixed on Arya, who stood frozen in disbelief. The air crackled with an electric tension as Amani’s mind raced to comprehend the abrupt turn of events.

ayo whatttt
why

@Kristi

With a surge of determination, Amani summoned her shadow manipulation powers, tendrils of darkness coiling around her fingers as she reached out to pluck a broken shard from the wreckage. But as soon as her fingertips brushed against the fractured glass, a wave of dizziness washed over her, and the world around her seemed to warp and twist, as if reality itself were unraveling at the seams.

what is going onnnn

@Kristi

each shard of the mirror was supposed to reveal individual truths, not merge their realities into a single, incomprehensible mess.

whats tying them together

@Kristi

shadows and whispers

cipher and umbra!

@Kristi

She took a step towards Arya, her fingers flickering her forehead, trying to check if she was real, and at Arya’s reaction, Amani could tell that this was very much the real Arya. “I was hoping you were a illusion,” Amani said her tone strange, as something started to sink in. “We need to find a way out of here,” she declared, her voice cutting through the eerie silence like a knife. “This isn’t like the other mirrors,” She said, ready to find ways to escape from here, but then, amidst the darkness, she saw it—a flicker of movement, a shape looming in the shadows. Amani’s breath caught in her throat as she beheld the vision before her, her blood turning to ice in her veins.

so they physically transported somewhere?

@Kristi

It was a reflection of herself, but twisted and distorted, a grotesque parody of the woman she knew. Her eyes were hollow and empty, devoid of the spark of life that usually burned within them. Her skin was pallid and gaunt, stretched tight over bones that jutted out at odd angles.

ok wellsss
she said horror

@Kristi

it was a manifestation of her deepest fears

mirror of fears! oh ok coollllll

@Kristi

“This,” Amani began, her tone quite shaky. “Is the mirror of nightmares, I believe.”

ok sooooo
wow interesting
it feels like this has turned into a whole new thing
idk how to feel

@CerealKiller

Where tf are we || with Amani

so thatsssss why you said this

@CerealKiller

“But who can blame you for seeing things through your own tainted lens?”

yeah get her!

@CerealKiller

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you forgot to finish this

@CerealKiller

“After all, what’s the present without the past casting its shadow?”

beaut

@CerealKiller

knowing Amani’s response would be anything but mundane

eh she be hiding

@CerealKiller

“Poetry is not just for the hopeless romantics,”

YOU TELL EM

@CerealKiller

Sometimes, the allure lies in the pursuit, not the attainment, wouldn’t you agree?"

situationship ahh statement coming from the girl who seriously dated vinnie and maybe ren

@CerealKiller

sending a cascade of shards raining down upon the floor

does this also mean the shattering was an illusion or are they fr trapped

@CerealKiller

the world around them seemed to warp and twist,

i like how they perceived this differently
maybe its based on their powers

@CerealKiller

. “Well, I hate to disappoint you, but I’m very much real,” Arya replied with a wry smile, though the gravity of their situation wasn’t lost on her.

LMAO
always jokes w mich

@CerealKiller

Despite their differences, despite the years of animosity that had festered between them, they were in this together. And if they wanted to escape the clutches of their darkest fears, they would need to rely on each other. With a nod, Arya squared her shoulders, her gaze unwavering as she met Amani’s gaze. “You’re right,” she agreed, her voice steady despite the turmoil raging within her. “We need to find a way out of here, and fast.”

ninth house gone action yall?

@Kristi

“Please tell me you were simply using them for some game of yours, because if it was truly love and not lust, then you’re more foolish than I thought.”

HUSH
youre literally no better
in the past week youve fcked jesse AND vinnie

@Kristi

“And I quite prefer my tainted lenses, as you call it, keeps me far away from the life you have.”

WHATS YOUR LIFE MANI
FORCED MARRIAGE? yeah ok

@Kristi

For example, take the Enigma house, her least favorite by a far, though she couldn’t say she did not find the house entertaining.

facts we love enigma

@Kristi

“But I prefer to think of us not as fugitives from our past, but as architects of our future.

mkkkk
bold from you but mkayyyyy

@Kristi

I think I am stealthy and fast enough to outrun my shoulder,

right

@Kristi

But she supposed that pathetic nonsense is what made poetry so good, though she was not going to say that.

YUP

@Kristi

Amani had scoffed at the remark Arya had uttered, as if it was something unfathomably absurd. “Then i suppose your poetry is not the right kind of poetry.” Amani had muttered with a teasing smile.

this is giving emma stone acting nervous

@Kristi

Poetry is not just for the hopeless romantics Arya said and well, Amani had to agree- it was not. All that Arya was saying was indeed what some people might say to be correct and Amani could not find a way to disagree with her words, so she had just shrugged, “Maybe,” She replied, her tone lacking it’s usual tone because indeed Amani did not possess all that she truly desired- perhaps she would never have and she will find a way to be satisfied
in that.

poor baby
stop being btchy tho

@Kristi

Amani read it loud, “Do you see any glass around here?” Amani asked, as as she heard a roar- the monster approaching. Perhaps she could use her pet? Would that work inside this illusion.

use aryas poetry! and the pet!!