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Morty knows he shouldn't be screwing around with multidimensional shit. It's dangerous, it's impractical, it's blah blah blah. But it's a potential key to unlimited energy, how does nobody see that? He's built a dimensional siphon (it kind of looks like a cardboard box with a funnel and a TI-84 taped to it, but it damn well works), keyed in the dimensional coordinates to a random plane, and by God he's going to use it.
He flips the switch and waits for the energy bar to fill up.
It does! It fills up very rapidly. Then it explodes, along with the box. There's rather more smoke than there should be, and once the smoke clears someone is standing there.
"Oh dear," Morty says faintly.
Flicker at Whateley
point_b
"What do you do on fast nights?" Bella asks, heading into the library and looking around. "Drag racing?"
in-like-a-lion
"Nope! Lovingly simulated superheroic battles royale. Combat sims, my friend. They are our future."
point_b
"I don't think they'll be my favorites. Lucky me I arrived when they were unavailable or I'd have had to settle for someone else as my native guide."
in-like-a-lion
"Yep! Would've been a shame. I mean, you'd have probably met me eventually, especially if you landed one of my teammates or something, but I'm probably the most enthusiastic guide you were likely to find."
point_b
"Landed one of your teammates in what sense, are they fish? For what purpose do you have teams?"
in-like-a-lion
"If you'd ended up with one of them guiding you around! And the teams are... eh. I mean, it's sort of... between sports team and club and clique? We fight together in the sims when that's up, we have meetings about tactics and stuff, sometimes we patrol as security auxiliaries and that's a club thing, and we're just generally friends. And we might end up a hero team after we graduate, but I kind of get the vague feeling Xan and Leo might want to go the other way. Just this vague feeling I get from the black-and-red plate armor and fondness for sorcerous napalm."
point_b
"Huh. Some twinsets collect if they dovetail well but nothing so formal. What are your personal feelings on the, uh, aesthetic and its implications?"
in-like-a-lion
She sighs. "I mean, it's not my favorite thing that two of my friends are gonna switch teams, but... I mean, how much I hate that lady down at the store and everything she said aside, there are better and worse villains. And Xan... He's not, like, Deathlist or Plaguemistress or somebody. He has ideals, and he really wants to make things better, and he just... feels like the law would get in the way. And Leo's his conscience, even though he can't really do much. But, like... half of the worst supervillains have ideals and want to make things better too. I'm kinda worried. But I've got two and a half years to beat some sense into that head. So, there's worse ways to have it."
point_b
"Another person with an external conscience, huh? Alli uses me for hers. If she did not in fact listen to me with strong reliability it would worry me."
point_b
"I'm getting the impression that you will not follow after them if they decide to assault a small Eastern European nation and rule it with iron fists, or destroy the moon, or whatever?"
in-like-a-lion
"Ha. Nope. Beat the shit out of them and hand 'em over to Interpol. They're less that type, though, I feel like it'd be more... robbing museums for artifacts of ancient magick, waiting for the stars to align so they could summon dark spirits into themselves... the kind of shit Leo's mom does. Waiting for a goal. Harder to thwart that kind of thing without feeling... guilty."
in-like-a-lion
"Anyway: all of that is depressing as shit. I'm going to live vicariously through women who fuck wealthy undead men older than their recorded family trees now, and you are welcome to join me while reading things of actual value."
point_b
"I'm in more of a browsing than sitting down with books mood - will I be able to even check out anything before I get a student card? - but I will swing by if I need to ask you things."
in-like-a-lion
"Sure. If you find anything you really want I'll check it out for you, same with the magic library."
point_b
Bella finds one thing she wants to check out that she doesn't think she can top at the magic library and didn't cover when she was at the bookstore and gets Ariel to get it for her. "I think I have half an hour to put sheets on my bed and stuff and then I'm going to crash hard," she yawns. "Thank you again for showing me around."
in-like-a-lion
"Oh, sure!" Ariel checks out some weird romance starring Vlad Tepes that she didn't have time to finish.
in-like-a-lion
"Mm... I should probably head down to the Workshop to see if I can help Sally on something or other. It's cool watching her work, if nothing else. Ooh, and I actually know the latitude and longitude of her forge for ley line reasons!" She provides them, along with the workshop's depth underground.
heavymetal
The room is cold. A forge glows in the corner; Sally is hammering at a viciously curved blade on an anvil bearing intricate runic inscriptions. She does not look up at them. She lifts the blade and quenches it in a barrel of glowing water, then shoves it barehanded into the forge.