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Amariah is starting a circle in her yard - minting and enchanting can pull heavier duty than witchcraft, and faster, too, but they won't scale unless she wants to hand out copies of her trump cards; novel spells will, since there are many witches across the globe.
And then Jane asks if she wants to be visited, by Juliet's Sherlock - Minus - and Amariah's reply is "Sure, I could take a break." Because she's been at this for a while now and was just about to wish a crick out of her back for the second time this afternoon.
She puts down her pitcher of oil and waits for him to appear.
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[Your wish wore off. I woke up from a sudden lack of zombie-sensation in the vicinity. Damn. Um, hi, Sherlock's daemon.]
[What are you?] Path wants to know.
[What are you?] Path wants to know.
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[A genet, apparently,] says Sherlock's daemon. [How marvellously obscure.]
"Merciful fuck, you're more sarcastic than I am," says Sherlock. "I'm not sure I believe it."
"Merciful fuck, you're more sarcastic than I am," says Sherlock. "I'm not sure I believe it."
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[Precious. Well, I'm through with recreational sleeping now, I wasn't even having any interesting dreams.]
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[Rather. Are you going back to sleep or can I have a look at Subtrahend?]
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Sherlock is sitting in his bed wearing conjured pajama pants - light blue, adorned with fluffy white sheeps.
His daemon is perched on his shoulder with her long fluffy tail curled around in front of her little feet.
His daemon is perched on his shoulder with her long fluffy tail curled around in front of her little feet.
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"Awww," says Amariah. Path flutters from her shoulder to the bedpost for a closer look at the genet daemon.
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"Nope," says Path, and he extends a wing and preens.
"I feel like I'm in the sixth grade again," remarks Amariah.
"I feel like I'm in the sixth grade again," remarks Amariah.
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"Oh yes, but throw in all the daemons shapeshifting constantly to win."
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"I don't need to shapeshift," says Subtrahend. "I'm naturally beautiful."
"You're naturally vain," says Sherlock.
"That too."
"You're naturally vain," says Sherlock.
"That too."
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"I recommend wishing the ability to tuck her away like Sue can - well, copy mine, since mine is under control and doesn't mess up while I sleep - although of course how often you avail yourself of the option is up to you."
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"Brilliant plan," says Sherlock. He wishes. Subtrahend vanishes, then reappears on his other shoulder.
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"Useful for crowded situations," says Amariah. Path hops to the other bedpost to continue looking Subtrahend over.
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"Well - it would be more likely to if you did it than me. I'm a witch and I look it, everyone knows Path could just as easily be halfway across the world, but non-witches virtually never separate. Although at least you won't register funny to sensitivity now, so people will assume you're separated for some reason - accident, special ops military veteran," she smirks a little, "masochist - although a special breed of masochist, even Kas and Petaal didn't do it voluntarily."