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"Witches all have two names," it occurs to Ranata to say. "We mostly use the first, unless we're being formal or distinguishing between two with the same first name, and then it's both. Ranata Ekamma; Isabella Amariah. Like that. What's your full name?"
kindestgarden
Castarilan chooses this moment to make another check. "All done?" he asks archly, hovering in front of them.
headunbowed
"For the moment! I should probably go talk to the queen, huh? I think I've learned all I need to know, you guys are just naturally awesome."
kindestgarden
(Luzia snickers.)
"If you like," laughs Cas. Ranata flies into view; her daemon zooms to her and reports this decision.
"If you like," laughs Cas. Ranata flies into view; her daemon zooms to her and reports this decision.
headunbowed
Zeviana waves! She gives Luzia a little kiss, then up she goes. Clothes are retrieved, but not put on.
"No one cares if I wander around naked, right?"
"No one cares if I wander around naked, right?"
kindestgarden
"Nope, not a bit," confirms Ranata. "Might make it hard for you to transport Lecasryn comfortably, but she can go under her own power now you're separated."
headunbowed
"Hurray! Lecasryn, you cool with flying?"
"Yes," replies her daemon from wingsnuggles, happily.
"Alright. Then naked I shall be! This is fun."
"Yes," replies her daemon from wingsnuggles, happily.
"Alright. Then naked I shall be! This is fun."
kindestgarden
"All right then." Ranata flies her to go looking for the queen.
Eventually the queen is located. She appears to be making arrows.
Eventually the queen is located. She appears to be making arrows.
headunbowed
Zeviana will wait until addressed! Because she's still on her best behavior, though it bothers her a little. She'll put up with it for awesome witch clan.
headunbowed
"I've fixed the mint, rosemary, and most of the watercress fields to be weed-free - they should stay like that for years, but the watercress I'm less sure about, I ran out of mana before I could finish it properly. Then after that," Zeviana grins, "I got to know some of your clan members. I like you guys, you're fun."
kindestgarden
Zeviana might miss Ranata nodding slightly to confirm and the queen's daemon glancing at her to see it.
"If you would like to take the clan mark," says the queen, "and act as one of us, I would be disposed to have you."
"If you would like to take the clan mark," says the queen, "and act as one of us, I would be disposed to have you."
headunbowed
"And I would be inclined to take it. Is there any - duties or anything that come with it that I should know about?"
This is a delicate way of asking, 'I'm not going to become basically your minion, right?'
This is a delicate way of asking, 'I'm not going to become basically your minion, right?'
kindestgarden
"When I ask something reasonable of a clan member," says the queen, raising one eyebrow slightly, "I expect to be obliged. If there is a war within your lifetime I will expect you to be on our side in whatever capacity can best use you. I do not expect to take up much of your time or ask anything distasteful to you."
headunbowed
"Okay, making sure. Thank you for being wonderfully sane, I'm still getting used to that bit. Those sound like reasonable things to request. In that case - I'm up for it."
kindestgarden
"Then I'll go prepare some ink for the tattoo." She gets up and starts walking; her daemon clings to a trailing end of silk for a moment, then lets go and flies to her shoulder. (She's wearing the silk tied differently and more elaborately than Ranata or Isabella.)
Ranata follows.
Ranata follows.
headunbowed
Zeviana does, too. She will probably need help on how to tie silks, later. To look properly witchy.
kindestgarden
They travel to one of the unassuming combination-of-wood-and-rocks buildings that are scattered around the lands. The queen ducks into it; Ranata motions that she and Zeviana stay outside.
Shortly after the queen comes out with a bowl and a thin paintbrush. "This doesn't exactly tickle when I spell it to sink in," she says. "But it's over in a moment. Wrist, please."
Shortly after the queen comes out with a bowl and a thin paintbrush. "This doesn't exactly tickle when I spell it to sink in," she says. "But it's over in a moment. Wrist, please."