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Federation political prisons are not particularly uncomfortable. She's not going anywhere, but she can read, she's considering taking up an instrument, the only really awkward thing is that she doesn't particularly want to be supervised while she's sweating her way through her next pon farr one way or another but that's years off. That and she wishes she'd taken longer to get caught. But she was running out of the really low-hanging fruit anyway.
This is what she signed up for. She makes up imaginary profiles of people on the planets she got to, people who can live longer fuller lives with the stars in reach, one per day. One per day and she'll have loads of estimated impact left unused when she dies. Perfectly reasonable tradeoff and she can still read books.
Someone wants to interview her about Vulcan; they don't want to lose anything that anybody remembers; she gives the interview and then picks up some poetry.
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warpfairy
warpfairy
"So Bella doesn't look arrestable, or do you have something else in mind?"
"So neither of you look arrestable and I don't look like a kid and also we'll need to make the place for the refugees pretty or no Quendi will come."
subtly_artistic
"Really. It has to be gorgeous. I'm not sure how much of it is snooty aesthetics and how much of it is like, an actual need they have as a species."
"When I didn't have eyes I still had strong preferences about it, for whatever that's worth," Rúmil says. "I think it may be innate."
warpfairy
"Huh. Well, I guess illusion would presumably be a way to do that."
"We should see if we can get Mahtan to come," Fëanáro says, "to help build the city."
"I do not think he'd be willing to do that."
"I do not think he'd be willing to do that."
"He has young children. Most people with young children who aren't desperately unhappy in Valinor would think that the fact this plane apparently has permanent death outweighs its benefits."
subtly_artistic
"Is 'time travel variety resurrection' on the project list yet?"
It is immediately added to it.
subtly_artistic
...Bella glances out the window at the sunset. "And nowish I need sleep."
"Will you make me sleep too? I need mana for lots of the things on the project and experiment lists."
subtly_artistic
"Sure." And Bella scoops him out and puts him in one of the strange low beds and tucks him in and kisses his forehead and sleeps him.
Rúmil is a grownup Quendi, and doesn't actually need sleep yet, so starts making plans for evacuation challenges and complications.
When they wake there is an effort to make food with the transported Earth groceries! It is not as good as the food back home, but he's sure he can get there with practice.
subtly_artistic
...Bella theoretically knows how to cook but this kitchen is bewildering.
warpfairy
T'Mir knows how to cook and is less bewildered by the kitchen but it's still pretty weird to her.
In Tirion you could fly through the streets and people'd hold delicious food up to you, Fëanáro does not contribute to the breakfast effort by observing.
It is not super appealing, but yes, they could do that.
subtly_artistic
Bella, with the most applicable psi, goes out and comes back with priv - "I think they also use money but we're on some kind of credit for reasons? I don't fully understand it -" in case they manage to burn all their Earth groceries. And she gets to teaching T'Mir introductory magic.
And then plan a starship heist? Fëanáro's getting quite excited by the idea.