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Prime wakes up a day later, takes care of some business that includes checking up on how Cypress's ghost is being treated, making sure ex-demon hunters are not killing anyone, having a brief chat with his father and a hug, and other general administrative and personal affairs. Then, brief meal, and back to sleep.
It's uneventful. Cypress and Ice go to several more restaurants (most of which are pretty, in interesting and unique ways) and return to Prime's home to snuggle and - forget about the events that'll transpire when they get home. Cypress misses Vernaia, he tolerates her being away from him but just gone entirely is - it obviously bothers him. He'd suggest going the way of Prime and spending the next day in sleep, but he can't ask it of his wife. He snuggles her, instead, and they distract each other from the things that are obviously wrong.
Then, completely predictably, Prime wakes up. He checks his mana stores. He gets notes from Cypress and casts the language spell, since it's cheap.
"Ready," he informs, when he has recovered enough from three days of near non-stop sleep to be reasonably awake and functional. He has a spot picked out for the portal, already. He does a bit of writing in his own book of cheat sheets, and then the empty wall by the front door gets - what looks like a painting. Specifically, a painting of the other side of the portal - Pantheon. It looks like a painting, too, not like a photograph. If someone looks closely, they can see what looks to be brush strokes, and little hints of mess here and there.
He touches the portal, murmurs "Pantheon" and then it shifts. To something more - real, lifelike. Like you could step through it to the other side.
"Done. After you?"
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darkest_evening
onthewind
No response from Prime. Idania gets bored quickly and floats off to investigate the clock some more.
darkest_evening
"Of course," he agrees, and then he pauses and crooks a finger. Two glass - things come flying at him, and he catches them. "First, to prevent you from being locked outside of my house - keys. Let's not have you need to break in to get home."
onthewind
"You have so much magic here!" says Idania, brightly. Obviously she is excited.
darkest_evening
"I've had five hundred years to make magic things. Of course my house is filled with magic. Why wouldn't it be?"
Glass keys, to both.
Glass keys, to both.
namesthesky
Aya pockets one. "Thank you. Oh - and please don't lead us too far into the night part, my bike is solar powered and can only go about six hours continuously on its present charge."
darkest_evening
"I was going to put you on the day side of the planet - it's used mostly for farmland, so if I set you up somewhere unsuitable for farming, you'll have some space."
onthewind
"Eeeeeee new planet," says Idania, taking her key. "Let's go, I'm curious!"
darkest_evening
"Of course," snorts Prime - and out the door he goes. He holds it open for them both.
It's a bit chilly (especially in comparison to the near-desert they'd just come from) but breathtaking. They seem to be in a very fancy neighborhood, complete with sparkling magical lights and houses that dwarf Prime's. If they're particularly observant, they can notice that the paving stones are faintly warm - more magic, of the practical kind. Temperature regulation. Both moons are visible.
It's a bit chilly (especially in comparison to the near-desert they'd just come from) but breathtaking. They seem to be in a very fancy neighborhood, complete with sparkling magical lights and houses that dwarf Prime's. If they're particularly observant, they can notice that the paving stones are faintly warm - more magic, of the practical kind. Temperature regulation. Both moons are visible.
onthewind
Idania giggles and nods.
"Is this the rich part of town? It feels like the rich part of town."
"Is this the rich part of town? It feels like the rich part of town."
darkest_evening
"It is. Though the magic roads and lights are everywhere by now."
darkest_evening
"Reasonably cheap, yeah. There are a few mages that make them for a living. I think some of the more out of the way towns are missing them, but we're working on that."
namesthesky
"Resurrection is relatively easy to spin as a Perinixu obscure power. I wonder if portals could be spun as a Rae power. You know, 'be free, wander into this entire other world if you feel like it' - and then we could publicize without more of an earth-shattering revelation than people could handle, and there could be gains from trade and so on. Magic roads and lights everywhere. Blessings for New Kystle denizens."
darkest_evening
"The only problem with that is that people here know exactly where portals come from. So if any travelers arrived here and talked about how a god made the portals, people from here will correct them."
namesthesky
"Yes. And anyone who gets resurrected will notice that Ice is there and there's a lot of ashes scattered around and dead birds and might likewise have questions. But to get people interested in the concept, 'these gods can do these things' is less likely to get us written off as crackpots from hundreds of miles away than 'there are lots of worlds and they have all different magic and some of it is this useful thing'. I published a partial autobiography, but I had to do it as fiction."
darkest_evening
"Fair," snorts Prime. "Then feel free to inform people about it however you like - at some point in the future there will be another portal that doesn't lead to my house, so we could get tourists."
onthewind
"You have to set up little vendor stands by the portal with like - translation guides and tacky souvenirs and over-sized hats."
namesthesky
"I'm sure some enterprising sort will fill the gap if Prime does not do so himself."