View Flat HTML
View Metadata
Search Post
Adarin is shaken awake one morning by a fiancée who is about five thousand times perkier than she usually is at odd, dark-outside hours.
"Wake up wake up wake up!"
+ Show First Post
dark_light
prodigal_miser
Adarin laughs. "That's the spirit, love, you're doing a fine job already."
dark_light
"Yay."
Snuggle.
She is calming down some, but says, "Let's go find your sister and make her immortal, too."
Snuggle.
She is calming down some, but says, "Let's go find your sister and make her immortal, too."
prodigal_miser
"Let's! I have trees and clouds to look at while you make her immortal!"
dark_light
"I could just leave you here and pick you up after if you like."
prodigal_miser
He snorts. "No, it's fine, I'm being flippant. I would actually kind of like to be there when my sister is made immortal."
headunbowed
There she is, in actual clothes! She thinks clothes in general are a bit silly, but these are armored, and she likes having lots of advantages in case of a fight. Not that it's likely, here, but she tries to be prepared.
"Ooo, hey, what brings you two here?"
"Ooo, hey, what brings you two here?"
headunbowed
"... Eeeeee yes make me immortal, I don't want to get old and wrinkly, I've got hundreds of years but I want more!"
dark_light
"All right then!"
Isabella makes a diagram and tells Zeviana and Lecasryn where to be and puts herbs on them and summons up yet another deer - "I may have to switch to cows or something else domesticated if this winds up in mass-production" - and then she performs the spell.
Isabella makes a diagram and tells Zeviana and Lecasryn where to be and puts herbs on them and summons up yet another deer - "I may have to switch to cows or something else domesticated if this winds up in mass-production" - and then she performs the spell.
headunbowed
Zeviana is ecstatic about immortality. Once the spell's done, she and Lecasryn are both up immediately. Lecasryn flies, swooping and landing occasionally on her mage to preen her hair before she goes off flying again. Meanwhile, Zeviana does a little dance.
"Immortaaaaality! If I die now at least I am guaranteed to leave a pretty corpse!"
"Immortaaaaality! If I die now at least I am guaranteed to leave a pretty corpse!"
dark_light
"Yeah, you're not now extra-proof against any form of non-aging-related death except maybe a little that you shouldn't count on. But congratulations."
headunbowed
"So I shouldn't go on a mass murder spree. Huh. I'll have to change my plans for next Tuesday."
headunbowed
Zeviana keeps a straight face for a few more seconds, then bursts out laughing. She was joking.
dark_light
Isabella kind of assumed, but doesn't think it was that entertaining. She meanders back Adarinward and drapes herself on him. "I'm gonna find my mom and teach her the spell," she says. "And the queen. And then I am going to hire a public relations organization."
prodigal_miser
Adarin is perfectly happy to be draped on. He snuggles her, smiling. "Sounds lovely, my dear. I can follow you around, keep you company? Or be - I think the term was 'eye candy'? I can be that."