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Bella finds Milliways in the moon palace instead of one of her balconies.
"Huh," she says aloud.
Then, to Alice, Libby, Elena, and Mary, and Lazarus except he autoreplies with a busy message, [Hey folks, Moonstone Palace grew a bar that I don't remember putting in, come check it out.]
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Meanwhile, wolves are lining up outside the guest house Mary is using. Some other wolves are on the phone, getting ahold of their imprintable friends in the stationary branch of the pack and the girls' packs so they can try this over the less-effective telephone method.
First in line is Bartholomew Norton!
First in line is Bartholomew Norton!
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Mary feels weirdly like she is holding court. This is exactly what she doesn't want to be doing with her life, but it's helpful and it's going to be over soon. She can handle it.
Especially with Libby there for moral support.
"Hi," she says. "Let me see... is there anywhere in particular you're planning on going anytime soon?"
Especially with Libby there for moral support.
"Hi," she says. "Let me see... is there anywhere in particular you're planning on going anytime soon?"
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"Well," says Bartholomew, "we're moving the pack to the Lapis capital in a few weeks, so I'm going there. I go into town sometimes wherever we're living, to run errands or see performances or go to the zoo or whatever. I don't have, like, a calendar on me..."
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"That's okay," says Mary. "Hmm." She chews absent-mindedly on her lower lip. "No prospects either way before the move... ooh, don't go out at night in the first week there, there's something you'll want to see but somebody's going to be there who you really don't want to meet... nothing in the next week, or—huh." Chewchewchew. "Actually, is there a calendar handy? This'll probably be easier if I can pinpoint days."
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Someone fetches her a wall calendar and points out the date; it's currently February 8.
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"Okay. Great." She runs her finger over the page until she reaches the end of February, pauses, then flips to March and keeps going. March yields a slight hesitation around the 16th, but then she shakes her head and moves on. April, May, and June pass without comment. On the first of July, she says, "Stay at home then too."
Finally she stops in late August.
"There's a wildly slim chance you'll meet somebody very, very good for you," she says. "Sometime in this week... likeliest on Wednesday. Any ideas what you might be up to?"
Finally she stops in late August.
"There's a wildly slim chance you'll meet somebody very, very good for you," she says. "Sometime in this week... likeliest on Wednesday. Any ideas what you might be up to?"
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"...No? That's probably just going to be a normal day," Bartholomew says, writing down when he should stay put.
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"Really? Maybe it doesn't depend on you..." Chewchewchew. "No, it does. You're going to get the chance to go somewhere in late August, and if you do, you'll meet somebody and work out really well with her. It'll be a long trip—about a week. There was hardly any chance you'd do it before, but now it's almost a sure thing."
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"...late August. Uh. I don't know what that'd be." He turns around, sticks his head out the door. "Where would somebody go for a week in late August? Specifically?" he calls.
There's muttering, and then someone says, "Well, me and Ruth are going to Burning Man...?"
There's muttering, and then someone says, "Well, me and Ruth are going to Burning Man...?"
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Bartholomew makes a face, but says, "Okay. Burning Man."
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"Yep," says Mary. "You won't have a lot of fun until you meet your imprint, but you'll meet her pretty fast. And she's really going to like you."
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"I can live with that," says Bartholomew. "Thanks." He looks down at his notes again, and makes way for the next in line.
Embry is next. "At this point we think I'm just defective, but it's worth checking," he jokes. "I'm the only first generation guy who hasn't imprinted yet."
Embry is next. "At this point we think I'm just defective, but it's worth checking," he jokes. "I'm the only first generation guy who hasn't imprinted yet."
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Mary smiles slightly, looks thoughtful...
...and makes a face like she just smelled something horrible.
"Euuuuurgh. Libby, could you get me a glass of water?"
"Sure," says Libby, and disappears into the kitchen. Mary flips the calendar back to February and glares at it.
...and makes a face like she just smelled something horrible.
"Euuuuurgh. Libby, could you get me a glass of water?"
"Sure," says Libby, and disappears into the kitchen. Mary flips the calendar back to February and glares at it.
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"Some kind of epic catastrophe," says Mary. "Now I just have to figure out when, and how to make it go away."
She pauses a beat longer, then flips all the way to December.
"Here's when the danger starts," she says. "But there's a chance you'll imprint before then... and if you do, it'll be on someone who's actually good for you. As opposed to this person who is a complete disaster and will get you killed eventually. So start listing places you might go this year."
Libby comes back with that glass of water, and Mary drinks half of it. She's looking much better by the time she puts it down.
She pauses a beat longer, then flips all the way to December.
"Here's when the danger starts," she says. "But there's a chance you'll imprint before then... and if you do, it'll be on someone who's actually good for you. As opposed to this person who is a complete disaster and will get you killed eventually. So start listing places you might go this year."
Libby comes back with that glass of water, and Mary drinks half of it. She's looking much better by the time she puts it down.
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"I... well, I follow the pack around, wasn't planning to stop anytime soon... I didn't have any plans for December but there's always some chance someone'll put together a trip to someplace like Laurel did to Spain last summer. And sometimes I visit La Push or Volterra on not much notice."
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"Spain is safe," says Mary. "Volterra is safe. La Push is not. Ms. Disaster isn't there, but she's going to be nearby. Let me see if I can narrow this down."
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Mary looks thoughtful, but she doesn't make that face again.
"Russia," she says eventually. "St. Petersburg. Go there sometime this year and you'll find somebody who is the opposite of a disaster. I think... she works at a major hotel, the one you're likely to stay at. The language barrier will be a bit of an issue at first, but not for long. Oh, and she's allergic to strawberries."
"Russia," she says eventually. "St. Petersburg. Go there sometime this year and you'll find somebody who is the opposite of a disaster. I think... she works at a major hotel, the one you're likely to stay at. The language barrier will be a bit of an issue at first, but not for long. Oh, and she's allergic to strawberries."
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"Okay. And I can go there well in advance of Disaster December and all will be well?" Embry asks.
her_imperial_radiance
"Okay. Thanks."
Next is a younger wolf. Much younger. He doesn't even look quite 25 yet. "Hi," he says, "I'm Lewis, and I don't want to imprint at all."
Next is a younger wolf. Much younger. He doesn't even look quite 25 yet. "Hi," he says, "I'm Lewis, and I don't want to imprint at all."
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"Hi, Lewis," says Mary. "Then you'll want to stay inside... actually, you're covered until Halloween. Don't go anywhere on Halloween." She pauses for a moment, then adds, "And at some point next January there's going to be some guests here you don't want to meet."
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"Okay. No Halloween parties. Can I just go visit Aunt Brooke in La Push in January and be safe?"