Jun 23, 2021 7:39 PM
so apparently 'makes her girlfriend and her girlfriend's crush kiss' is an anathema template attractor
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It really is. 

She's rather exceptionally languid by the time her Mistress Ellie and Master Anathema are done with her. 

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That means snuggle time, clearly. 

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Once they've been snuggling a little: "So... Do we want to start poking maybe-interdimensional travel next?"

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Fay raises an eyebrow. 

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"My wife is getting bored of Earth," Ellie says to Fay. "She wants to use the land of the dead as a conduit to other worlds."

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"Could be fun."

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"Assuming I can figure out how to make the experience not kill you, yeah."

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"I have faith in your abilities."

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"Do you want help?"

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"If you have any ideas, I won't say no."

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Perhaps a few... (They'll be a little bit easier untied and with her wand and perhaps some notebooks, but, well, naked brainstorming is plenty fun.)

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They can work on it more when they go back for the night.

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They're not actually in any rush, as long as they can keep Anathema entertained...

(Still, Fay's help does make the last bit of work go much faster.)

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After some poking and pondering, Ellie comes up with a ritual that should let her safely bring visitors to the land of the dead, naming them as under her guidance and power and subject to her protection.

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Fay's pretty sure it'll be stronger for her - given she swore herself to Ellie so thoroughly the Elder Wand transferred ownership - and even the earliest ritual tests do indeed allow Ellie to bring along Fay safely. It doesn't take much more tweaking to get it to accept Anathema - who's sworn as Ellie's wife, in a way the magic accepts - though completely unrelated people might need more work to be entirely sure of safety... Or at least firmer authority.

(Though, quite frankly, Ellie is well within usual wizarding margins of safety, and doing better even than many muggle standards.)

Once they've tested forays into the borders, then the nearer sides - easier to retreat from - Fay sends a letter to Bellatrix and Elodie (and Scarlet, who's staying with them), letting them know the three are going to try dimension hopping.

Then...

Farther afield?

(There are a tremendous number of paths in the land of the dead, almost all leading away from their current world. They curl into roads of stars in the darkness outside of the heavy mist craddling the dead, and souls flow like twinkling specks under their feet. Some roads are much, much broader than others. The road to their world - is pretty broad, actually, but still a ribbon's width compared to some. Thestrals roam along all of them, though most of the odd not-horses range out into the darkness, fading in and out of the mists.)

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Ellie waves down a nearby thestral that doesn't seem in any particular hurry to ask if it knows the way to an interesting world. (No harm in asking the experienced guides.)

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It nods its head, off-white skull clattering. (It... Looks somewhat more alien than even normal Earth horses, odd ridges rising from its brow into something like horns, jagged spikes along its spine, when it's bothering to settle into a coherent form.) A whisper of - something humming, an odd drone - and it flares its starry wings, void trailing from the edges. It then turns and clambers toward an incredibly broad path, a bright and chaotic swirl of stars, a wide and roaring river of souls, its stair-steps like sparkling froth. The thestral seems excited, almost with a bounce in its step, and the path rings oddly - pleasantly - under its claws.

The journey's swift, despite the distances implied by the enormous vistas around them. Distance here is usually more of an artistic illusion than an actual fact, though.

And, soon enough, the thestral brings them to a place where the path splits into many, and there's a weakness in the mists, here, almost a gate - like the gap Ellie follows when returning to the border of her own world. The thestral prances and nudges the gate-area with its nose.

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"Here we are, apparently. You guys ready?"

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"Sure."

She's been looking around with no small amount of awe. It's pretty, out here. 

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"Yeah!" Anathema bounces a bit.

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Hee.

"Thanks," she says to the thestral, then- Into the gap.

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Her wife and pet follow, of course.

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The person whose bedroom they manifest in is:

One - very naked,

Two - extremely unimpressed,

And three - exceptionally magic.

 

Anakin had just finished detangling herself from her maybe-girlfriends, slipping to sit on the edge of the bed - Anathema woke up a bit, but could be coaxed back into cuddling Ellaita. She'd turned to watch them, a soft look in her eyes - the blanket's a little bit warmer than warranted for the season, apparently, and Anathema kicks off her blankets as fiercely as Anakin ever did, and they're both so beautiful -

The three Force signatures who suddenly slip into the galaxy have her whipping around and snarling. She grabs them with the Force, freezing them in place almost reflexively, eyes narrow - their signatures are familiar - they have powerful artifacts - she tenses, ready to rise out of Sharp's body if she needs the better reflexes of her ghost self - snaps Sharp awake, so the girl will be oriented if dumped back in control -

"Who," she says, voice dangerous, not even a heartbeat after the three appear, "Are you?"

She'll let them talk, of course. Polite to let people answer questions she's asked.

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