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It lurks. Oh how it lurks.
prima-sequentem
That is a thing that it does!
And this time, Libby catches the door before it shuts behind her and sticks her head back out to brainphone Bella.
[Milliways happened,] she says brightly. [Wanna see?]
And this time, Libby catches the door before it shuts behind her and sticks her head back out to brainphone Bella.
[Milliways happened,] she says brightly. [Wanna see?]
self_composed
[I do,] Bella says. [And now I regret not collecting a more complete explanation of it the last time it happened. Should I bring anybody? Where are you?]
prima-sequentem
[No, but I can't see very much of the room without going inside and the door will probably close if I do that.]
self_composed
[Does holding the door open work if you've already let it close?]
prima-sequentem
[Yes. Why, do you want me to go in and wait until I see someone interesting and then come get you?]
self_composed
[No, I want to know if I can "go back" for more company after scoping out the population,] Bella says. [For my part, I'm on my way. As long as you don't have more than one living room?]
self_composed
[That suffices.] Bella designed her teleportation power to work with any uniquely defined location and that is such a one. Pop.
"That is really something," she says, peering at the door.
"That is really something," she says, peering at the door.
self_composed
Bella's not sure if it'll work when she herself is not in the universe, but she puts up a "busy" message for everyone but Libby on the brainphone and steps through tentatively.
prima-sequentem
On the other side: a bar, with a multitude of patrons in a variety of species from a variety of apparent cultures and time periods.
Its most notable feature apart from that is the window taking up one entire long curving wall. The glass is so perfectly clear it's hard to tell it is there at all, and on the other side is a breathtaking view of lots of stars exploding. No one appears to be even slightly concerned about this.
Its most notable feature apart from that is the window taking up one entire long curving wall. The glass is so perfectly clear it's hard to tell it is there at all, and on the other side is a breathtaking view of lots of stars exploding. No one appears to be even slightly concerned about this.
self_composed
Bella takes in the stars for a few moments. It is, after all, her first time here.
She scans the bar. "Is the usual commodity here alternate universe versions of people you know or their possible relatives?" she asks Libby.
She scans the bar. "Is the usual commodity here alternate universe versions of people you know or their possible relatives?" she asks Libby.
prima-sequentem
"You meet the occasional one of those, yes. Also fictional people, historical figures, a god or two... and then there are just the regular population, who are freqently interesting enough even without extra context."
her_imperial_radiance
Elspeth spots them, or hears them. "Grandma!" she calls, waving and trotting up to them, Jacob at her heels. "And, oh wow. Hi. This is weird."
self_composed
"Grandma?" Bella asks, peering at Elspeth and Elspeth's companion.
prima-sequentem
Libby laughs.
"Bella, this is Elspeth, who I told you about, and Jacob, who I didn't. Elspeth's father's mother was almost certainly an alternate version of me; did I not mention that? I guess we had other things on our minds."
"Bella, this is Elspeth, who I told you about, and Jacob, who I didn't. Elspeth's father's mother was almost certainly an alternate version of me; did I not mention that? I guess we had other things on our minds."
self_composed
"You did not mention that," Bella says. "You did not mention that at all. Who is your dad?" At this time, Bella does not see children as a particularly likely part of her future. They're not ruled out, but they're not a priority.
her_imperial_radiance
"Well," says Elspeth, "his name is Edward, but I really doubt you have one. For one thing, we think this is your version of his mom and as far as I know she hasn't had any kids. For another, if you had him born when my world did, he probably died in 1918, because my dad only lasted beyond that due to turning into a vampire."
prima-sequentem
"Although just to complicate matters, if I ever have a son now I am probably going to name him Edward."
her_imperial_radiance
Elspeth laaaaaaughs. "But I bet - um, should I call you Bella, or Mama, or what? - I bet she's not going to marry him and have a me."
self_composed
"That does seem thoroughly unlikely. Let's go with 'Bella'. I'm nobody's mama, at this time," Bella says. "And if I ever have a daughter at this point I probably won't name her Elspeth. That would be confusing."
prima-sequentem
"Bella has an empire now," Libby says cheerfully. "And it's the most fun I've had in years."
her_imperial_radiance
"Oh, congratulations! How's it going? I bet you didn't call it the Golden Empire, that's kind of a theme name that only makes sense with vampires involved," Elspeth says.