Chapter 150: Rapport
[Day 8]
With news of his deal with Subaru making the rounds among the other Ascendees, Vahn expected to become a bit busier, but with nearly three out of every four people having him as a Contact, most of those who had queries or requests just messaged him directly.
Fortunately, even if he didn't have clients, Vahn wasn't without things to keep him occupied. There were still a lot of worlds within Invirtua that he had no direct knowledge of, so he almost always had at least one display playing a random anime, several to check on what various people were up to, and multiple chat windows. One, in particular, was a rather active chat he was having with Korra, who had added him five days prior at Grayfia's suggestion...
...
..
.
[Flashback to August 28th DxD/April 17th DBT]
After being convinced by Venelana and deliberating on how to approach the matter for three days, Vahn decided to repurpose one of the Training Rooms of the Crimson Palace, which functioned identically to those of the 0th Floor, into a venue for vetting Ascendees. He wasn't going to vet all of them, obviously, but he felt that if he approached some of those who had refused invitations directly, they might reconsider.
With his preparations finished, specifically turning the venue into a misty mountain valley with a large, square-shaped arena reminiscent of the one used in the World Martial Arts Tournament, Vahn sat down in a lotus pose, closed his eyes, and waited until Korra performed her daily attempt to try and connect with the Spirit World and her past selves before summoning her before him.
"Wait, what? Did I actually succeed...?" questioned a roughly 170cm girl with warm brown skin, angular, aqua-blue eyes, dark brown hair fixed in a high ponytail, and a notably fit and athletic body with a healthy balance of muscle and curves. Her attire consisted of a pale, sleeveless blue top with a white trim, baggy, dark blue pants, similarly dark blue armguards, a blue and white accessory on her right bicep, and a brown, fur-lined waistcloth with a muted blue belt whose ears dangled freely to her knees. Ordinarily, she would also be wearing brown, fur-lined boots to complete her almost uniform-like ensemble, but as she had been meditating in her room before heading to bed, she was presently barefoot.
Noticing Vahn, Korra raised her right brow, adopted a broad smile, and asked, "Are you one of my past selves? Because you sure as heck don't look like Aang."