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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.
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jovahs_heiress
jovahs_heiress
Angela catches up on the guestbook. She wonders why they aren't just leaving packets of starter coins and the star secret around the Belltower, but she promptly comes to the same conclusion the other mint Bells did: this would be insecure. They are dealing with immense power, and any such packets could - perhaps not easily, if bedecked with magical protections, but potentially - could fall into the wrong hands.
(Angela makes up her mind to always have assorted coins on her person, and if possible Micaiah with her to be sung to, whenever she goes to Milliways.)
(Angela makes up her mind to always have assorted coins on her person, and if possible Micaiah with her to be sung to, whenever she goes to Milliways.)
yovahs-kisses
Speaking of Micaiah!
He takes a while, but eventually shows up in the Belltower.
When he does, he's human-shaped again, and he looks like he's been crying.
He takes a while, but eventually shows up in the Belltower.
When he does, he's human-shaped again, and he looks like he's been crying.
yovahs-kisses
"I'm fine," he says, coming up to hug her. "It's so sad, though. All the awful things that happened in his life. But he's okay, so I'm okay too."
jovahs_heiress
Angela picks him up to more thoroughly snuggle him. "...Is this the one who Stella put on an asteroid?" she asks.
yovahs-kisses
He nods, cuddling up in her arms. "Yeah," he sighs. "And he's okay about that, too."
yovahs-kisses
"Probably not," says Micaiah. "But if you want to ask anyway, you can."
yovahs-kisses
"...Do you want to ask him?" says Micaiah. "I don't think I can tell the whole story properly."
yovahs-kisses
"In his room. I could take you there, or bring him here," says Micaiah.
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.
jovahs_heiress
"He said you'd be a better source of - the story that made him cry," murmurs 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?"