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[originallutece]

Rosalind Lutece

Doctor of physics, professor at Recollé University.

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[originallutece]

. . . not here, then. Come on.

[She stands, leading them out towards the hallway. It's not necessarily safer, but at least he won't burn anything she wants.]

. . . as for Retrospec's meaning behind the gift-giving . . . perhaps. I don't believe this is a computer simulation, but they might be gradually trying to prepare certain people for something. Or simply seeing how they react to having them.

[prometheanflame]

[A hallway fire would be more dangerous, but there are fewer books that will kindle a blaze gone out of control. Ideally, Mohammed wants to summon Magician's Red in the lobby where there is room for the firebird to stand safely, but he'll see where Professor Lutece will take him.]

That's what I'm most worried about. What are they preparing us for? Why did they pick us? Are the memories supposed to teach us where these powers come from?

[His eyes watch the floor.]

The man who I imagine myself as in my visions is a little similar to me. We both grew up in Cairo, though I moved when I was younger, and we both are fond of traveling. But unlike some of the others, I cannot see myself and he as the same person.

[originallutece]

How so?

[She watches him carefully, her gaze curious but not particularly sharp. Taking a step forward, she watches his hands carefully, waiting for the flames to appear.]

[prometheanflame]

I think it's only a coincidence that we were both from Cairo, but the man in my visions travels around the world and...apart from the powers he comes from a world exactly like this one, only a few decades in the past.

[He can't exactly pinpoint the year, but there was one old electronic timetable at the airport. There was nothing in that Japanese house he and Joseph were inside to give a straight answer.

But now it's time to focus on his Persona. He closes his eyes and imagines Magician's Red as it manifests in his head. As his body grows warmer, a rush of energy flows up to his head, where a screeching bird-man erupts in flames.

No one else in the hallway notices the man on fire.]

[originallutece]

[It's not the first Persona that she's seen, but that doesn't mean she's used to them. Rosalind jerks in shock, staring up at Magician's Red in fascinated shock. It's not half as monstrous as Souji's creatures, but there's something unnerving about the bird's head emerging from the man's body. Rosalind's face has gone pale, but after a moment she steps forward, one hand reaching to try and touch if she can.]

Do you feel the heat? The flames?

[prometheanflame]

[Magician's Red splits from his user and floats just above the ground, its harsh eyes watching Rosalind with a protective glare.]

A bit. He doesn't feel very strong, but I may have gotten used to the heat by now.

[When Rosalind puts her hand near the Stand, she can feel a stark temperature difference, though it's more warm than hot.]