View Flat HTML
View Metadata
Search Post
Edarial is nine, and he's avoiding his mother again.
Exploring the palace gets old after a while, but the library's even worse, and he suspects that if he spent any more time in his room, he'd scream. So, exploring the palace it is. Berathyme's with him, anyway, so the palace won't be so boring. She tends to make observations he didn't notice himself, and that's always interesting, if not always useful. Corridor, corridor, guest rooms, oh yes that is the closet with all of the uncomfortably looking coats, he'd forgotten about that one. Berathyme observes that they've been used relatively recently, some poor souls must have suffered - and then he opens a door and there's something he doesn't recognize.
He stares at the bar in confusion, consults briefly with Berathyme, and then wanders in.
What exactly is going on here?
+ Show First Post
royal_obligation
royal_obligation
"If you want I can probably figure out a way you can live with me," offers Edarial. "And your parents, too, since they're nice."
she_sells_seashells
"I can't get them from this door. I'm actually going to come out on the boat I work on this time. Which was lucky sort of because it meant I had more shells than usual, though I'm mostly out now, but means I definitely can't hold the door till I'm near enough to call them over."
royal_obligation
"Oh. Um. Yeah, that's bad, hm. I - could look for a 'teleport them here' spell, learn that, cast it, and then you pull them back through the door and you all live in my world?"
she_sells_seashells
"That would be great. I mean - I want to fix my world, too, but I haven't found anything to do it with yet, and I probably wouldn't find doors much less often if I were living in yours most of the time."
royal_obligation
He nods. "And you'd be able to get back to your world, right, as long as you had the doors?"
she_sells_seashells
"Right. Although I'd need somebody from your world with me to get back to it again, and somebody from mine to hold the door if I needed to get away from it to do things in mine - it's complicated."
royal_obligation
"Your parents count as someone from yours. Someone from my world wouldn't be too difficult to do, since you'll be living there, but if I or my brother aren't there for it it could be tricky."
royal_obligation
"Yeah. I'll look for a spell that does it, and we can try it, if you want."
royal_obligation
"Okay!"
Back to flipping through books.
Two food spells later (one for her, one for him to munch on) and he declares, "I found something that works. It's a hex, though, not a spell."
Back to flipping through books.
Two food spells later (one for her, one for him to munch on) and he declares, "I found something that works. It's a hex, though, not a spell."
she_sells_seashells
"So it will have to wait a bit," she infers. "Probably it should be after the cornucopia."
she_sells_seashells
Nod, nod nod.
"The very first time I came here, I didn't realize about saving my shells and I got Bar to recommend me a meal and it was amazing," she murmurs. "I have dreams about it sometimes."
"The very first time I came here, I didn't realize about saving my shells and I got Bar to recommend me a meal and it was amazing," she murmurs. "I have dreams about it sometimes."
she_sells_seashells
"There was pasta with beef and peas and broccoli in it and a garlicky cream sauce, and an egg soup, and a strawberry milkshake, and chocolate cake, and it was so, so, so good."
she_sells_seashells
"Now and then somebody else tells Bar to get me something nice on their tab and it's always different and it's always amazing but it's the first one I remember best."
royal_obligation
"That makes sense. I'm glad other people get you nice food sometimes, even if I can't."
she_sells_seashells
"You got me food! It wasn't potatoes or clams! I'm pretty happy with it."