Beast seems to be sleeping in a bit this morning. Perhaps he has had a good dream. Belle can study on her own, anyway.
beheld_beauty
She doesn't know if he means for her or for himself, for surely it would not be pleasant to roast even if he could not die of it - maybe especially - but she suspects for her. She doesn't know how to ask. So she only hugs him, and then slips away to wash, and comes down in a less torn dress.
To resume studying.
To resume studying.
beheld_beauty
Outside, the fire rages, consumes, and moves away, out of nearby fuel that the curse will let it get.
The view out the window is a mess of choking, swirling ash.
"That's... not going to let us go outside, possibly for weeks," murmurs Belle.
The view out the window is a mess of choking, swirling ash.
"That's... not going to let us go outside, possibly for weeks," murmurs Belle.
beheld_beauty
"I don't particularly mind being indoors - I like to go out now and again but it won't be a terrible hardship. But would you rather be able to step out without coughing? I can look up a spell - it's just a detour from learning disenchantment, is all."
beheld_beauty
Page page page page. She should make her own meta-index if she's going to keep detouring.
After a while: "I think this will work, and it's not hard - but it's much, much bigger than anything I've cast before."
After a while: "I think this will work, and it's not hard - but it's much, much bigger than anything I've cast before."
beheld_beauty
"You're sure? It won't just be one burst, at this level - you could be in pain for hours, maybe days."
beheld_beauty
"...If you say so."
She reads carefully through the spell. It really isn't hard, it just needs a lot of Will power.
She falls into her mindscape and reaches out for his, and channels.
She reads carefully through the spell. It really isn't hard, it just needs a lot of Will power.
She falls into her mindscape and reaches out for his, and channels.
beheld_beauty
Belle checks up on him before even looking out the window, but - yeah, that doesn't look like displeasure, on either face.
"You weren't kidding," she murmurs, and she looks out the window. The ash is cleared, the fire's out. The spell didn't restore the plants, but they'll grow back.
"You weren't kidding," she murmurs, and she looks out the window. The ash is cleared, the fire's out. The spell didn't restore the plants, but they'll grow back.
beheld_beauty
Pet, pet. "It can't feel to you the way pain feels to me," she murmurs. "I can't imagine what else it could be like, though."
beheld_beauty
"...Maybe. I suppose I'd have to be able to read your mind to know for sure," she shrugs.
beheld_beauty
"Maybe. Do you want me to look for that, too?" laughs Belle.