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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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The door opens again to reveal Isabella. She takes in the scene. "No luck?" she asks the group in general.
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"Indeed not," says Sherlock. "Although I am not yet officially disqualified."
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"No way to tell this sort of thing in advance?" Isabella asks Matilda. "None at all?"
"Not that I've been able to find," she says. "Yet."
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"D'you want me to try? If you tell me a little about what I'd be looking for, I can see if the bar has celery seed and stuff, whip up a versed divination, see if I can at least save you some time."
"It'd be nice to know how long it'll take to get magic to stick to her, but what we really need to know is what it'll look like when it does," she says. "You can use me as an example of a strong connection and Tony and Bell as examples of weak ones, if you work that way."
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"Yeah, I can work with that. Anybody want to buy me the herbs, though? Have not acquired money since last time."
"What herbs do you need, exactly?"
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"Celery seed, oregano, belladonna would be nice but I'm not sure if the bar distributes poisons, I can do with dried apple peel instead."
"Hmm," says Matilda.
She snaps her fingers. Three objects appear floating in the air in front of Isabella, at about her shoulder level: a small glass jar containing celery seed, a small glass jar containing oregano, and...
...a quite tasty-looking green apple.
"No," she tells it sternly, "that is not what I wanted, try again."
The apple peels itself in one long spiral from bottom to top and vanishes, leaving only the peel, which coughs out a fine spray of apple-scented mist in all directions. Result: one entire apple peel, dried.
She snaps her fingers. Three objects appear floating in the air in front of Isabella, at about her shoulder level: a small glass jar containing celery seed, a small glass jar containing oregano, and...
...a quite tasty-looking green apple.
"No," she tells it sternly, "that is not what I wanted, try again."
The apple peels itself in one long spiral from bottom to top and vanishes, leaving only the peel, which coughs out a fine spray of apple-scented mist in all directions. Result: one entire apple peel, dried.
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"Very cool," says Isabella approvingly. "You and me should talk magic theory sometime." (She is briefly chastened by Bell's sob into Sherlock's shoulder.) "Just the two of us," she amends. "Okay." Thinking of verses, she starts tearing the peel into little pieces. "Can I have a bowl, too?"
Matilda snaps her fingers again.
Bowl!
Bowl!
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Careful handfuls of herbs and peel go into the bowl and get tossed together. "Okay. The spell template I have in mind involves throwing these at you, so, don't be surprised. I suppose since belladonna's not involved it's not important for you to keep your mouth and eyes closed particularly."
She tosses a handful of herbs at Matilda and says,
"Show me, herbs, what magic lies
In this girl, and in what guise."
Her vision refocuses. "Shiny," she comments.
She tosses a handful of herbs at Matilda and says,
"Show me, herbs, what magic lies
In this girl, and in what guise."
Her vision refocuses. "Shiny," she comments.
"I am literally the most magical person in the world," she says. "That I've met or heard of, anyway."
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"Shiny," repeats Isabella. Sparing Bell's feelings, the next handful is aimed at Tony, with "girl" changed for "boy".
"Not so shiny," she says.
And then she walks behind Sherlock, since Bell is in the way of her front, and tries again.
"This is never going to happen," she announces. "At all. Even as much as it happened with Tony."
"Not so shiny," she says.
And then she walks behind Sherlock, since Bell is in the way of her front, and tries again.
"This is never going to happen," she announces. "At all. Even as much as it happened with Tony."
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"And before you ask, Shell Bell, yes, I'm really, really sure. You may as well put her down," Isabella adds to Matilda.
Matilda puts her down.
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"Uh," says Isabella. "...D'you want to work on the Belltower, Shell Bell?"
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"Maybe Matilda could just go with you to your world and blow up bad guys' cities for you?" Isabella suggests, glancing between Bell and Matilda. "Since she has plenty of the magic you wanted already?"
"I am not going to blow up any cities," says Matilda. "I'll conjure arbitrary amounts of food, though. But you have to watch out; if I start throwing big magic around in your world, somebody will probably catch it by accident, and it might not be somebody you want to have any."
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"Our side and the Capitol both having magic is worse than neither of us having any, I think," says Bell, who is gradually recovering her composure. "So yeah. Probably we should avoid that. Cornucopias and other object-type stuff we can bring home would be great, though."