I've got a list of names | Glowfic Constellation

Afen is disappointed in the universe. He bounds back and forth across his room explaining why to his wife, his infant granddaughter, the end table, and a reporter flabbergasted by her good luck and cringing silently against the wall in the hopes he won't remember she's there.

"There is no reason to suppose that a species evolving independently of Amentans, with their own evolutionary history and living mammalian species likely related to theirs, would end up looking like us. None. Every explanation every scientist has ventured to the press has been unimaginative and unconvincing retroactive refitting of bad models to baffling data. Aliens shouldn't look like us but with different hair colors. Aliens that are not made out of carbon at all would be unsurprising; aliens with only as much physiological dissimilarity as exists between us and animal species on our planet would be mildly surprising; aliens with opposable thumbs would be truly remarkable. This is not remarkable and biologically enlightening; this is just inconsistent with everything we understand about the universe. It doesn't teach us new things about evolution; it should make us rethink evolution. - don't quote that part, they'll take it out of context."

Reporter nods rapidly.

"All of that said, I've picked up three of the languages and I'm working on building a good machine translator, it's a challenge with as little as they've produced in the way of electronic records. I'm absolutely going there to meet them as soon as the politicians figure out what to do with themselves."

"Do you have any predictions about that?"

"About politics? Why would I have predictions about politics? They deliberately obscure relevant information, for one thing, and for another it's deathly boring."

"- I mean, sir, surely you hear from your son about -"

"I have seven children and some of them are very dense indeed but not quite dense enough to try to interest me in politics."

"I was referring to -"

"I know who you were referring to. If you want a statement from Aitim go bother Aitim."

"Thank you for your time."

"I did not alter my activities in response to your presence and therefore you can't yet be said to have wasted any of my time though you should go before you do."

...out skitters the reporter.

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wealth-of-nations

"If you want something else I'll try."

"I don't know what I'd do with money. I can't really shop."

wealth-of-nations

"Pay someone to shop for you?"

"I'd have to hire someone and figure out what to have them buy. I'm really quite useless."

wealth-of-nations

"There should be a market for personal shoppers who have very good taste in presents and they ask you, like, ten things you have which you like and then go out and get suitable presents. ...but given that there isn't I think it makes sense not to give you money."

Shrug.

Minor Finis Way

Minor gets everybody who is not a small child pocket-everything cases that shield them from Apparition and make them less likely to fizzle at a spell cast near them, though it sometimes happens anyway. He gets Catherine a little robotic bird which is similarly encased so it can fly around the house and grounds. Joanna and Jeremy would eat electric things so he gets them magic blocks instead; they stick together unless you poke them with a third block that unglues them.

Timothy and Michael and their mother work together on adding a new wing to the house. It is (probably specifically because Amentans build tall) only two stories, outrageously high-ceilinged and with lots of floorspace. It wraps around the old back of the house to create a courtyard. It has four more bedrooms and two rooms that could be bedrooms in a pinch. It's not visible from above even to people who can see the rest of the house, and it's not visible by walking around the house either; you have to go through one of the two doors, one in a sitting room and the other in the dining room.

Theodore Thowegood Way

Theodore asks Michael and Rebecca if he can get his nieces and nephew a dragon.

"Technically it's a pseudodragon. Doesn't breathe fire, doesn't bite, won't get longer than three feet. It's like a puppy with leathery wings and scales."

"Doesn't bite at all or doesn't bite you."

Theodore Thowegood Way

"They're not a bite-y species."

Rebecca Way

waylaid

"Well, even puppies sometimes bite..."

"I suppose."

waylaid

"And Catherine would love it."

"She would."

Theodore Thowegood Way

"You guys are the best parents. Okay."

Aitim Neli

Aitim sends everybody books and music that their alts liked.

Timothy Laurence Way

too-early-and-too-late

"Apparently my alt's favorite books are...political science textbooks. Am I that boring?"

Michael is sharing earbuds with Rebecca. "I think Aitim is more humorless than you. For example, I am confident he has never turned anyone's arm into an eggplant."

Ebele Miranda Swan ༐

chanuphis

"When did you turn someone's arm into an eggplant?"

(Ana gets everyone fantasy novels, except Aaron, who gets the price of one novel. Hala gets some people books and other people imported Amentan art objects, except Aaron, who she gets assorted Amentan currency. Karen gets everyone potions except Aaron who gets money. Miranda gets everyone cunning charmed objects except Aaron who gets money. Rebecca writes songs for all the kids and Michael, and goes in on Michael's gifts for everybody else.)

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