Shell Bell is currently explaining to her Director of Media that, yes, if she is gone, he is supposed to take orders from the duck, just like the Imperial Consort said. Neptune is nestling in Shell Bell's arms comfortably. The Director of Media is also now supposed to meet Jane and coordinate with his opposite numbers in Origin and Aurum about setting up an interworld generally-accessible internet with the use of ansibles.
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Hugs. After a moment's pause in case there's a misjudgment and he needs to flinch away, but he doesn't. It's an interesting sort of feeling.
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The snugglepile engulfs Elspeth. She lets it. Her star will keep her free of sun conure infestation for days at least.
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"All right. Jane, if you wouldn't mind?" Since Elspeth cannot freecast.
Pop. Port.
Pop. Port.
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Here is Zeus, asleep in Harley's bed, strangle-hugging Harley's pillow.
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Zeus's eyes open, and he draws a shuddering breath, and he abandons the pillow and seizes Harley in a superhumanly tight hug.
"Harley."
"Harley."
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Zeus has never encountered a daemon before. He looks quizzically at Andrea.
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Zeus decides that he likes this confusing new development. He goes on petting Andrea.
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She's still pettable. Zeus goes on petting her. "I love you," he says.