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Iobel gets up fairly early. There's a large table full of work from yesterday available, and she thinks Edarial sleeps later than she does - so Adarin probably does too, and so even if Isabella's awake, she can't visit without disturbing her.
She orders two people's worth of breakfast - hot cereal with fruit, fried eggs, buttery toast, on a hexed platter to keep it warm, the palace is practically lousy with expensive hexes - and nibbles slowly on her half while she goes over yesterday's notes and what still remains to be done.
She has drafted a letter to her great-aunt (who is, after all, a countess and related to her and occasionally inclined to remember this, and may be able to help in some ways with some things - the loan of this property in the moors, these words in those ears, her recommendation on who to hire for this project) for review by her husband before she sends it, and begun to tediously pick apart some of the incoming mail full of requests and separate out the sincere from the strategic from the insane, by the time Edarial is likely to so much as wander out of his bedroom.
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come_midnight
prodigal_miser
"On the bright side, I can scry. Not nearly as good as an alethiometer, but if there's something you'd like to know I might be able to find it."
dark_light
"And there is pretty scenery on the way even if he doesn't find it immediately!"
dark_light
"We found lots of neat things while looking for the planet we put the colony on but there was something wrong with most of them. Poisonous water, excess earthquakes or hurricanes, giant bugs."
dark_light
"Some of 'em were like the size of this bed." She gestures at the guest bed she and Adarin slept in.
dark_light
"I still think it would make an interesting big-game-hunting tourist destination. You could use the beetle casings as sleds after."
prodigal_miser
"Sure. I would just only go there to make a portal and then I would never come back. Other people can go there just fine."
prodigal_miser
Adarin squirms away, laughing. "Would you be at home in the world with giant bugs? Should I take you there so you can feel at home, love?"
dark_light
Isabella giggles. "Noooo. But I'm not as freaked out as you are."
prodigal_miser
"They're a size that bugs should not be, it is wrong and unnatural. Even though it's perfectly naturally occurring, as demonstrated by the bug world."
dark_light
"Well, they could have been genetically engineered by yet more aliens who liked having giant bugs around."
dark_light
"...Oooh, this is another 'intro to germ theory' kinda world, isn't it."
prodigal_miser
"Yes. Yes it is. Aren't you glad you've had practice with mine?"
dark_light
"Okay, so, my world in addition to having witches and daemons and stuff has so much science -"
Isabella presents an introduction to germ theory, internal combustion, genetics, atoms, and gravity. As a gentle overview of "so much science".
Isabella presents an introduction to germ theory, internal combustion, genetics, atoms, and gravity. As a gentle overview of "so much science".
royal_obligation
"... That is incredibly useful. We need to use that - as soon as humanly possible."
prodigal_miser
"Pity you can't use Wikipedia. But we can give you the highlights."
dark_light
"We haven't actually tried running cable through a portal yet. If they can keep it open somewhere unobtrusive maybe we could give them a little router and an extension cord and get them laptops?"
come_midnight
"...whatever further largesse you're attempting to bestow I assume I'm all for it. My best current idea for a portal is to put it on a hinged plane of wood on the ceiling to take down as needed and put back up, perhaps with some kind of decorative canopy between it and potential observers, when it wasn't in use."
prodigal_miser
"That would work just fine," agrees Adarin. "You'd have to open it for us if we want to come through, but other than that - yeah, fine."