Adarin's magic has some advantages over witchcraft, but it is imperfect. Still, over time, mana recovers, and in this time Metis's hospitality does not run out.
They watch Harry Potter, Adarin is introduced to Wikipedia, he makes the second thingamajig. Isabella interrogates her alethiometer.
It's kind of cryptic about whether she has to fear being a "crazy witch". But she's tentatively optimistic and still brainstorming new ways to format the question. (She complains about the alethiometer being bad at numbers and at "yes" and "no".)
It can, however, identify landmarks by referring to whatever they're named after. It's not so hard to interpret on the subject of where she may find a place to claim. She moves into it, Adarin in tow, Metis retained as a friendly advisor but apprenticeship terminated. The place has plumbing and a generator already; she gets satellite Internet for an entire half-day of spellcasting and collects a hand-me-down laptop from a mortal friend of her mother's. She sets up arrangements for building a nice big wall along the edge of a clearing on her appropriated property. It's a very busy couple of weeks.
Eventually she tries asking the alethiometer a fifteenth way whether she's prone to crazy witchitude. Whether she'd ever hurt someone she loved if they rejected her, or even threaten it.
The alethiometer says: love violence counter-to querent nature.
She's starting to get the hang of interpreting it, even if most of the practice has involved getting the addresses (via intersection and cardinal direction because it can't give her anything so useful as house number or latitude) and this is - this is pretty damn good.
This is good enough.
Of course, that's not all the answer she needs, is it?
Path goes looking for Vernaia.
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Kisses.
If it is possible to melt fiercely, Isabella is doing it.
Suffice it to say that her long patient waiting for him to go first because that was what their daemons agreed ought to happen has no bearing on her vividly expressed enthusiasm once he's completed that prerequisite. There are kisses and also vaguely indecent noises and hands that can't figure out where they most want to be and are checking all the possibilities available (above the waist - she doesn't want to spook him too badly).
If it is possible to melt fiercely, Isabella is doing it.
Suffice it to say that her long patient waiting for him to go first because that was what their daemons agreed ought to happen has no bearing on her vividly expressed enthusiasm once he's completed that prerequisite. There are kisses and also vaguely indecent noises and hands that can't figure out where they most want to be and are checking all the possibilities available (above the waist - she doesn't want to spook him too badly).
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Adarin laughs into the kiss.
Yeah, he's going to enjoy himself. As long as things are above the waist he's likely to approve - he hasn't decided if he'd like for them to do anything down that route, but this he definitely approves of. He nearly falls over from the kisses, and unfortunately has to break them to say, "I don't want to -" (kiss) "drop you, I might have to stop this whole -" (kiss)"holding you up business..."
Yeah, he's going to enjoy himself. As long as things are above the waist he's likely to approve - he hasn't decided if he'd like for them to do anything down that route, but this he definitely approves of. He nearly falls over from the kisses, and unfortunately has to break them to say, "I don't want to -" (kiss) "drop you, I might have to stop this whole -" (kiss)"holding you up business..."
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"Oh, please don't drop me, I'm terrible at catching myself," she chuckles against his cheek. "There's entire articles of furniture inside. They won't drop me."
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He takes the hint. Isabella's picked up, and then carried there. Plop, then - back to kisses.
Kisses.
Kisses.
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He's not going to complain. Why was he not kissing her for so long? He forgets.
Vern snickers, and then goes to find Path to cuddle.
Vern snickers, and then goes to find Path to cuddle.
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Here's Path! He is all for cuddling.
"Finally," he says in Vern's ear, not particularly quietly.
"Finally," he says in Vern's ear, not particularly quietly.
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Yup, makeouts. Wonderful makeouts.
If they want to go any further, they'd have to talk about it, because Adarin's not sure he's up for that can of worms, yet. Makeouts, though? Oh, this is a thing to do that he can agree with.
If they want to go any further, they'd have to talk about it, because Adarin's not sure he's up for that can of worms, yet. Makeouts, though? Oh, this is a thing to do that he can agree with.
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He might want to voice his misgivings soonish. Isabella's hands are still above the waist, but she also has her legs free, now, and also the vaguely indecent noises are getting lighter on the "vague".
She was really impatient.
She was really impatient.
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Adarin is amused, when the noises change a bit. "I hadn't realized I'd left you so bereft," he deadpans. Kiss, kiss, kiss.
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"If Path hadn't" (kiss) "insisted that you had to" (kiss) "make the first move" (kiss) "we would've been doing this ages ago."
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He laughs. Then, back to kisses. "Sorry I was" (kiss) "slow. Um -"
Pause, then a little kiss to cheek as an apology. "I'd have to think about it more if we do more than this? But I support this. I support this a lot."
Pause, then a little kiss to cheek as an apology. "I'd have to think about it more if we do more than this? But I support this. I support this a lot."
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(He shivers, in a good way)
"Um," he says eloquently. "Well I'm still... Used to not having any sex or - anything because children? And I don't feel right about having a child unless various things happen to make sure that it's a good place to live, and..."
He trails off. "It makes me very nervous?" he manages.
"Um," he says eloquently. "Well I'm still... Used to not having any sex or - anything because children? And I don't feel right about having a child unless various things happen to make sure that it's a good place to live, and..."
He trails off. "It makes me very nervous?" he manages.
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"...Is this a good time to mention that I have to cast a spell, on purpose, before it will be possible for me to get pregnant?"
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"How slow is slow?" she asks.
For informational purposes. The kisses helped a lot with the impatience thing.
For informational purposes. The kisses helped a lot with the impatience thing.
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"As in possibly today, but I'd... need a while to get more used to the idea."
He's blushing, again.
"Kisses will help."
He's blushing, again.
"Kisses will help."
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So much kissing.
Followed by: "Are you still going to be horribly embarrassed if I propose taking my clothes off?"
Followed by: "Are you still going to be horribly embarrassed if I propose taking my clothes off?"