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Isabella has read the guestbook. Stella began her work slowly because others in her world had magic and could have used it against her. Shell Bell began her work abruptly and openly because she had a government to depose.
The angel Isabella has neither problem. No one will oppose her. She herself does not oppose the Archangel Linus, who is doing a perfectly serviceable job. And anything she does will be taken as Jovah's own miracles until and unless she announces herself. She is willing that credit for her thought and design and for Micaiah's tithe in pain go to Jovah, who permits them to wield this power, who ought to be shown that she can control the magic, that she's not in it for glory.
jovahs_heiress
yovahs-kisses
"...Do you want to ask him?" says Micaiah. "I don't think I can tell the whole story properly."
jovahs_heiress
"I'm not sure if the other Bells would want me to invite him into the Belltower," muses Angela. She stands up, and sets Micaiah down. "Where's his room?"
manofmyword
The Joker opens it. His makeup is gone, and he's wearing a cuddly bathrobe, white with a pattern of bright yellow ducks.
"Hi, hon. Back so soon? And you brought your sweetheart," he says with a smile for Angela.
"Hi, hon. Back so soon? And you brought your sweetheart," he says with a smile for Angela.
manofmyword
"Which one didn't," he sighs, reaching out to give Micaiah a hug. "Well, c'mon in, both of you."
yovahs-kisses
It's a terrible mess - clothes, knives, playing cards, and nowhere to sit. Micaiah conjures up an angel chair in an empty patch of floor, then shoves some blankets out of the way and perches on the edge of the Joker's bed.
jovahs_heiress
"Thanks," she says, pecking Micaiah on the forehead before she sits, a wing on either side of the cutaway back.
manofmyword
The Joker sits down on the bed and gives Micaiah a friendly sideways hug.
"So. Things that made him cry, huh?" he says. "Well. You know what our parents were like, right?"
"So. Things that made him cry, huh?" he says. "Well. You know what our parents were like, right?"
jovahs_heiress
"I met Micaiah's mother, when I went and got Nathaniel - and I knew he needed getting, though I haven't spoken to their father," says Angela. "Did he tell you about Nathaniel? Do you have one?"
manofmyword
"Sweetie here's the only one of us with a sibling," he says, kissing Micaiah's temple. "And he got out way early, compared to the rest of us. Me, I was with 'em till I was fifteen."
manofmyword
"Yeah," he says. "So. I burned the house down and ran for it, and spent a while on the streets, stealing and whoring and generally getting into trouble. Your Micaiah knows what that's like," he hugs him again, "but he had a much nicer time of it than I did."
jovahs_heiress
"Well - I knew about the stealing but - whoring? Literally? Micaiah?" Literal whoring's legal in Jordana but not in Bethel or Gaza, at the moment. It's not reputable in any province.
