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The guest list winds up being pretty huge.
To start with, there are now eight Bells. Pattern isn't bringing anyone besides herself, and Aegis no one besides herself and her Whistle, but everyone else -
Between Alice, the Joker, the rescued Queenie, Kas, Micaiah, and Sue, plus Ghosty who Amariah picked up on her way home, that's seven Whistles. (Stella thinks ahead: there is a soundproofed orgy chamber away from the main party awning. With a few nodes off of it in case more than one orgy forms; she can think of at least two other likely ones.)
There's an equally absurd number of Sherlocks and Tonies if you count them together. They have Juliet's matched set, Shell Bell's matched set, two other matched sets from Bell-less worlds (one with souled vampire, one both human), a stray Tony, and a stray Sherlock from Downside.
Amariah grabbed a random Libby on top of the random extra Whistle, but at least she's not incorporating anyone from home.
Golden's bringing much of her family and many of her friends - although Edward is staying home, that still leaves Elspeth and Jacob, Alice and Jasper with little Brandon, Rosalie and Emmett and little Henry, Nathan accompanying his mate and their child Kerron, Esme and Carlisle and their Lily, Addy, and Elena who'll get to see her brother. Golden claims that this is a conservative list and she could easily have produced another twenty enthusiastic guests. Stella doesn't doubt it. She puts up a few signs reading Please Conduct Adult Conversation Only Via Brainphone. Little Half-Vampires Have Good Ears And Perfect Memories. As a last-minute surprise, Golden has taken Elspeth's suggestion to bring Edward's deceased mother Elizabeth, too.
Juliet has, on top of her boyfriend and his - progenitor? - her tiny Libby, James, a tagalong thereto called Virginia, and a ghost called Minnie, plus Giles.
Angela's list is more modest: her, her husband, and their friends Alleluia and Caleb.
Shell Bell is responsible for half the Sherlocks-and-Tonies all by herself, a tagalong called Pepper, and also someone called Darcy and also Matilda. (Shell Bell is also the reason Angela is not inviting her brother-in-law.)
Stella herself is responsible for inviting Libby, Orfeo, Chris, Mary, Anna, Sandy, Eights, Chainsaw, Lazarus, Kolya (who is informed that it would be awfully inconvenient for a majority of Bells to all have to coordinate on pretending he doesn't exist when only one of them has even met him to be able to identify him in the first place, so he can simply stay home if he's planning to be hidey), and Bridget.
Stella sets up a name tag system. Everyone will have a tag stuck to them. Solo persons - a minority - will just have their names. People with template names and nicknames will have both stamped on automatically. ("Hi! I'm a Bell, and you can call me Stella!"; "Hi! I'm a Whistle, and you can call me Alice!" "Hi! I'm a Sherlock, and I don't have a distinguishing nickname yet but as soon as I pick one it will appear here!")
She conjures up a nice buffet of food and beverages which will stay its correct temperature until consumed, and assorted synthetics for the vampires (labeled not for human consumption), and dishes and flatware (all glass; even some of the food-eating guests might dissolve anything else) and fusses with the awning opacity until it lets in just the right amount of sun, and, what the hell, she throws in a stage in case Angela wants to sing or she decides to play the flute or someone decides to pentagon some other performative skill to entertain the crowd. She makes sure there are enough bathrooms for all the people who still need bathrooms.
She puts out a few tables here and there with little bowls of squares and triangles - a mix of her glowing red and Alice's shifty black - in them for everyone's convenience. She accumulates coins in those sizes faster than she generally uses them and has a great many, so there are plenty for anyone to dip and wish if something comes up. She double-checks to make sure the Martian ground rules prohibit any misuses available for those size coins.
Jane gets one of those high-tech holographic projectors, on wheels, which she promptly manifests in, drives around the floor, and makes faces through.
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self_composed
dark_light
"Huh. I'm not sure I understand," says Amariah. "You mean just because the coin color is like cloudpine?"
self_composed
[Okay. What do you do, or would it be more productive for me to ask Lazarus?]
[I do magic,] she says dryly. [I have no idea how much Lazarus can tell you, but Shell Bell read up on it once. It's a little much for me to summarize all at once.]
nonbird
"Coin colours are different to my power than to actual vision," he says. "To my power, your coin colour looks like your... witchiness."
dark_light
"What can you tell about me just by looking?" Path asks. "What do you know about daemons to begin with?"
nonbird
"I don't really know very much about daemons. You look like... like you're inside-out," he says, struggling with words the way he frequently does when trying to describe new magic things. "Like you're a part of her that belongs on the inside, belonging on the outside instead."
dark_light
"I can go inside, now," Path volunteers, "but we had to wish it."
nonbird
"Yes," he says, "that's interesting too but I'm looking past it, it's not really about you. I don't think it's an ability you could've developed naturally."
dark_light
"Sue and Ivy have it unwished," Amariah volunteers. "If you come into Alethia without explicitly wishing against it you get a daemon, and he did this while he was dreaming, and this led to her going in and out."
dark_light
"He's a Whistle," says Amariah. "There's two people named Alice here who are not alts of each other - the other's Golden's precog. I bet Kas and Petaal would make a good control for looking at Sue and Ivy to see what's just them and what's the results of the dream, too."
nonbird
"I am from this world. When I say Alice, I generally mean the one who keeps hugging me."
dark_light
"Whistles are like that," laughs Amariah. "I'm fond of Whistles. I might go join them if they don't emerge on their own in a bit."
nonbird
"I'm fond of the one I know!" says Lazarus. "But I don't think I'm quite ready to dive into a pile of them."
nonbird
"It would," he agrees. "It would be a very snuggly pile. And probably also very naked."
dark_light
"Witches don't care about nudity," shrugs Amariah. "I don't really get caring about it, although I know how to act around people who do."
nonbird
"...Witches don't care about nudity including in the context of cuddlepiles?" he clarifies.
dark_light
"Nudity is not a meaningful thing by itself except where there is actual practical reason for it to be," Amariah says. "If I'll cuddle with somebody I don't care if any combination of us also happen to be naked."
