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The following morning, Bell hears what sounds like a fire alarm. It's not in their building - it's at least a block away. From her window, she can clearly see the house that's caught, near the train station, and just as clearly see that there isn't any bucket brigade handling it yet.
She seizes her wand from the nightstand and assumes control over the fire; if there's anyone in the unburnt part of the house they'll be able to get out. "SHERLOCK! TONY!" she calls.
Bell wants a second opinion before she snakes this fire down the corner of the house and over the grass to destroy the train station.
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she_sells_seashells
truthwright
"...Are you kidding," Kas says disbelievingly, "why the hell would I not wanna hear that?"
she_sells_seashells
"Right, what could I possibly have been thinking," says Bell, rolling her eyes, and she presses play again for his benefit.
truthwright
He listens, gleefully enraptured, nodding along to the part about jelly beans.
dark_light
And right at the shotgun part of the recording, Isabella returns to the group, a stack of napkins in her hand.
She listens.
"This place is strange," she observes. "And full of strange people. Who may not be zombies but are, I reiterate, strange."
She listens.
"This place is strange," she observes. "And full of strange people. Who may not be zombies but are, I reiterate, strange."
dark_light
"That was more of the alt of Kas who our alt put on the asteroid?" Isabella clarifies.
dark_light
Isabella reads from the series of napkins. "Why yes, I can distinguish between you as well as anyone else. Would you like something to drink? The first is on the house." Next napkin: "Your cranberry soda. I see no reason why you couldn't share a room and distribute keys that way, if you'd like. I won't settle your arguments about who is obliged to pay the rent on it." Next napkin: "I don't think you want to leave up to me the determination of which allies of Isabellas are to be permitted entrance. But I can give any of you as many keys as you ask for to hand out to anyone you like."
truthwright
(Kas practically bounces, waiting for Bell to unpause. Petaal, sitting on his shoulder, actually does bounce.)
she_sells_seashells
"Awesome!" says Bell. "Er, my finances are currently not my own, though."
dark_light
"Don't look at me. Witches don't have money. I don't even have that credit card I was borrowing, anymore."
"Sure!"
She does.
She does.
ferratus
"Other Tony is loaded," he explains. "If you guys want, I can go ask him if he minds covering your room until you find a rich alt."
dark_light
"I can chip in a favor for him, too," says Isabella, "if he wants - that's what we do instead of money, is favors."
she_sells_seashells
"I'm so glad I met you," Bell tells Isabella. She glances at Kas. "Oh, you want to hear the rest of this? He doesn't have a whole lot more to say at this point. I'm not actually sure if he's alive, the gun was loaded with something weird." She presses play.
truthwright
"Yes please," he beams.
The recording continues. Kas's alt gets shot.
Kas sighs dreamily. Petaal becomes a linsang and curls around his neck, nuzzling under his chin.
The recording continues. Kas's alt gets shot.
Kas sighs dreamily. Petaal becomes a linsang and curls around his neck, nuzzling under his chin.
dark_light
"You can express your gratitude for meeting me by not shooting this one. He has a skill I will be very inconvenienced without," Isabella says.
truthwright
"You're nice," Kas says to Bell. "That was nice."
He leaves it quite open whether the nice thing he's referring to is shooting his alt or letting him hear it.
He leaves it quite open whether the nice thing he's referring to is shooting his alt or letting him hear it.
ferratus
Tony comes trotting down the stairs with Tony following close behind.
"Float me please," he says to Matilda.
"Float me please," he says to Matilda.
"Sure."
Ker-float!
Ker-float!