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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.
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darkest_evening
castmyown
Darren reads the letter out-loud, but not verbatim. In case the specific words spoken aloud would do something bad.
"So. Um. I repeat, what."
"So. Um. I repeat, what."
castmyown
"Apparently not. I think we could ask for one, but - this is weird, I kind of still feel like this is a trap somehow?"
shesepankh
"Anyway, it's a good thing they didn't come in person, if they're legit, we'd have dropped spells on them for sure paranoid as we've gotten."
shesepankh
"...I guess? While the shield's still up. Tell them to come with a group photo and, um, if they're from other worlds how do they know English, they probably don't have dollars anyway and we don't need any portable non-liquid things, I don't think..."
castmyown
"Mhm. When we both don't have class."
Carefully, Darren writes this out. Then he puts the letter down (away from the Spanish homework) and sort of - backs away from it.
Carefully, Darren writes this out. Then he puts the letter down (away from the Spanish homework) and sort of - backs away from it.
shesepankh
"I wonder how they're going to read it. I wonder how they knew to do it in English. I wonder how they knew where to put it. I wonder if they've been, like - spying on us? Even if it was the bare minimum to be able to find more of - themselves - that's creepy."
darkest_evening
Meanwhile - "That didn't take long. They responded. And they would like a group photo, that'll be annoying to coordinate."
namesthesky
"I think it sounds fun. I can make the calls if you don't want to do them."
namesthesky
"Except for your sister - you should probably talk to her if she's going to want to be in on it, I haven't met her." Aya starts calling up alts. There's not that many. Ice and Cypress, Iobel-who-still-needs-a-nickname and Edarial.
darkest_evening
"Mmm. Best to save that can of worms for another day, I believe. We'll need to update the group photo, anyway, she can be part of it, then."
He is not looking forward to that conversation. At all.
He is not looking forward to that conversation. At all.
namesthesky
"They probably don't want it as a memento but as evidence, and including the various twins-of-Adarins would help."
darkest_evening
"It's likely that it will take several hours for me to convince my sister to show up and not try to strangle me, I don't believe we have the time for that?"
namesthesky
"Would it be faster if one of her alts talked to her? If not we can just skip it, I suppose."
prodigal_miser
Cypress is the first to show up, with his wife and soul-birds in tow. They considered leaving behind their daemons, but decided against it after - last time. Cypress would like to keep his soul very close right now.
His sister isn't here yet, but she's on her way.
His sister isn't here yet, but she's on her way.
dark_light
And his wife and her bird remain disinclined to let him and his bird out of their sight.
"English speaking new Bell and new Adarin, I'm excited."
"English speaking new Bell and new Adarin, I'm excited."
darkest_evening
"The Adarin doesn't have the white hair," informs Prime. "It was surprising."
darkest_evening
"He's a brunette. I thank my lucky stars that he is not blonde."