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There is a lot of time spent making portals to various places. Pantheon starts as the unofficial hub, and then essentially becomes the official one. Prime makes a portal to Iobel's and Edarial's world, and then he gets to checking out the various new planes he has access to. One, in particular. It's really rather minor, in comparison to the others, but he considers it important.
Few people have the chance to - go back, do something again. But the other version of Kystle is a very specific exception. He knows what's in store for it if he doesn't do anything. Genocide for the invaders (Lynn would call it justified, he just thinks murder is murder), a second invasion of New Kystle, immortal psychopaths with sharp weaponry running around - not the kinds of things he wants. So Prime is thinking of ways to circumvent the problem.
It's unfortunately humbling when he finds no moral solution knocking at his door. There are plenty of immoral ones, but he doesn't touch those. Certainly, he could throw the out of work demon hunters at the plane, tell them to kill things, but that hardly solves the underlying problem. Even he, with all his power, can't save an entire planet. His sister couldn't, either. Not even both of them together.
Obviously, he needs more resources. He didn't deal much in other planes, not when the risks were so great. But now - now he knows that there are other versions of him, other versions of Bells. With various types of magic. Prime isn't a greedy man, but he knows new possible resources when he sees hints of them, and he wants them. He can fix - not his mistake in particular, but his mother's, the second bloodline's.
He spends some time scrying, and then he sighs and snaps his eyes shut. Yeah, that's definitely something. He did not need to see a younger version of himself having sex. Ever. Annoying how his alts seem to come in pairs with 'Bells,' it leads to awkward situations like this. Mirrors are retrieved, and then Prime informs everyone of what he's found - another Adarin, another Bell, together and obviously with some kind of magic.
Since Pantheon seems to be their impromptu central base, he retrieves a recent creation of his, and off he goes to meet with Spring. They're going to write a letter.
darkest_evening
darkest_evening
"... Ah, yes. I'll just add 'fetch' to my bloodhound duties. I'll be back soon enough. Hold this for me, please." He holds his staff out to Spring.
namesthesky
Spring takes it.
"Anything he ought to know to avoid getting harassed in this world?" she asks the natives.
"Anything he ought to know to avoid getting harassed in this world?" she asks the natives.
shesepankh
"You seem to speak English - how, by the way? - so, common sense, and don't blink if you see critters around, within the Avalon, and don't do any of your kind of magic where anybody can see you in or out of it. Critters might be in some kind of midform," she accessorizes herself with hindpaws, tail, and wings, "or fullform." She demonstrates. "With the exact details varying between critter species, obviously, Darren is a winged deer."
shesepankh
"Yes," says Bella, flumphing onto the bed as long as she's already cozy-catlike. "But I'd love to hear them enumerated."
darkest_evening
"My mother's ghost resurrected the dead, granted immortality, killed every member of a certain species on an entire planet within a day, and caused an unwanted reunion with my centuries-dead father. I have seen a hilariously tiny woman easily defeat six people - each at least twice her size - in unarmed physical combat. I met a younger, married version of myself and accidentally caused them great personal distress that wasn't helped with a botched resurrection attempt. Then, I played board games with a god. All of the above happened in the past three weeks. I am five centuries old. My life was not boring before this month, either."
namesthesky
"Ice and Cypress are married and deliriously happily adorable about it. Iobel and Edarial are also married but they have a more complicated story."
castmyown
Darren... Raises his eyebrows, but doesn't comment. He does go snuggle with his girlfriend, though. Flop, onto the bed, deer and kitty snuggles.
darkest_evening
"The entire rambling of absurd fantastic things," snorts Prime, "and you focus on the 'alternate who is married' part. Of course."
darkest_evening
"No," he sighs. "Thank you for the offer, please go back to being curious about the married part."
shesepankh
"Besides, this conversation has already introduced alts and the existence of foreign magic and resurrection," Bella points out. "Anyway. Complicated how?"
namesthesky
"Edarial was a prince, and he had to get married for prince reasons, and absented himself from the process enough that someone else with strong opinions about who the future queen ought to be slipped in and held Iobel's familiar hostage - her familiar's death would have rendered her a vegetable - to force her to marry him. They spent several months with her assuming Edarial had done this to her and him having no idea why she glared at him all the time."
darkest_evening
"If you are curious, Ice and Cypress are incredibly flagrant about being happily married. I don't believe they can even help it, they just ooze 'being in love.'"
He looks vaguely annoyed with this. Alts. Of him. Being in love. Despicable!
He looks vaguely annoyed with this. Alts. Of him. Being in love. Despicable!
namesthesky
"You two are cute too," Spring adds. "They're just - I think it might be the animal souls. The animal souls are helping."
darkest_evening
Prime sighs.
"You can tell by the lack of sappy looks and recited love poetry," he drawls.
"You can tell by the lack of sappy looks and recited love poetry," he drawls.