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It takes them a while - they are quite busy holding each other - but eventually in spite of the perpetual darkness in the sky, they realize they're exhausted. It's been a long day. The helpful mage and her husband offer them a place to sleep, but that place turns out to be inside a tent. With two other people. Two other newly married people.
Isabella and Adarin decide the better option is to go with her hammock. It involves Isabella almost entirely on top of her husband, but neither of them mind. Snuggles are recommended after death and subsequent resurrection, and trauma from same. Adarin's still a bit shivery and occasionally uncoordinated post-magic loss, but he can hold his wife just fine. Snuggles are provided for both parties, and eventually they both fall asleep, suspended in the air by cloud-pine.
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prodigal_miser
dark_light
At length, they are fed, and walk back to Terrible Adarin's House. Isabella opens the door.
darkest_evening
And there is Terrible Adarin. Sitting, eating a modest little meal.
"Hello," he says, glancing up.
"Hello," he says, glancing up.
dark_light
"Hello. Nice seafood place. Let me know when you want to go to sleep."
darkest_evening
"Certainly. I've arranged things so your husband's ghost will not be lonely, I'm just eating before sleep."
darkest_evening
"A few people that owe me favors. They're all very nice, one of them volunteered when she heard the situation."
darkest_evening
"I protest to being called 'Ada' or 'Addy-kins,'" he says dryly.
dark_light
"Ours - well, mine is sort of lying in wait until another Isabella-proper turns up - are Ice for me and Cypress for him."
darkest_evening
"Because I am in the Prime of my life," drawls the newly nicknamed Adarin.
darkest_evening
"I have no idea. It vaguely amuses me, another alt might not feel like being ironic, though. I couldn't say."
dark_light
"Edarial can just keep 'Edarial' for the time being unless that's a recurring variation, but Iobel should pick something, I suppose, I wonder if she's gotten anywhere on that."
darkest_evening
"I won't ask what earned her that one for fear of disappointment."
darkest_evening
"Alas, disappointment. I'd expected thirty cats, or her being part cat, or living in a giant cat floating in space."