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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
shesepankh
For the benefit of those who don't know the story: "On Earth there's a very popular series of books in which there's a magic school called Hogwarts and its headmaster is named oh my God, Ice, do you have the last book out in Chamomile?"
dark_light
"...The headmaster is not named Oh my god Ice do you have the last book out in Chamomile, he's named Dumbledore, but yes, it's out," giggles Ice. "It's the version with daemons in, though. I'm not sure how much they'll differ on those grounds."
castmyown
"Worth it. I'm willing to reread the book series with daemons in it, if I get to read the last book early."
prodigal_miser
"We should compare notes, see exactly what's different between the Earths besides the year," muses Cypress.
shesepankh
"Can you snake Internet connections through these portals? So we can get on each other's Internets to see what's what."
come_midnight
"It's very interesting, and Cricket enjoys silly browser games if they don't require too much manual dexterity."
namesthesky
"I've been studying useful topics to introduce tech to Pantheon. In between catching up on what happened while I was dead and making sure Perinixu's installation in Prime's New Kystle is going smoothly."
castmyown
"Multidimensional internet connection, have I mentioned that I love magic? I love magic."
dark_light
"And now there's much more of it to love. Speaking of which, on top of your translation spells, I should probably load you both up with wards. The best ones involve tattoos, which aren't comfy but don't hurt for very long. I can make 'em invisible after they're on if you prefer."
castmyown
Darren shifts to fullform, fluffing out his wings.
"Any idea how the tattoos will interact with fur?" he wonders.
"Any idea how the tattoos will interact with fur?" he wonders.
dark_light
"No problem. Usually there'd be a copy of the marks on your daemons," Ice assures him. "I could still paint them on you if you were eels. All right, I'll get my stuff."
She goes to Chamomile and comes back with stuff. She mixes the stuff. She paints Phix's tattoos along her left flank - as promised, it sits just fine on the fur - and Max's on his shoulder. She spells them in and then invisibles them all (though not before Phix has ducked into Spring's bathroom to see how they show up on her leg, the answer to which is just fine).
Then she gets more stuff, and then she summons a couple of wild goats, and makes them both immortal.
She goes to Chamomile and comes back with stuff. She mixes the stuff. She paints Phix's tattoos along her left flank - as promised, it sits just fine on the fur - and Max's on his shoulder. She spells them in and then invisibles them all (though not before Phix has ducked into Spring's bathroom to see how they show up on her leg, the answer to which is just fine).
Then she gets more stuff, and then she summons a couple of wild goats, and makes them both immortal.
castmyown
Darren is very happy about immortality! He almost, almost prances. It's close.
"Later, can you get my sister and dad?"
"Later, can you get my sister and dad?"
castmyown
"Thanks!"
And then he goes over to Phix, drapes a wing over her, and is generally pleased about immortality and protective tattoos to keep them both safe.
And then he goes over to Phix, drapes a wing over her, and is generally pleased about immortality and protective tattoos to keep them both safe.
shesepankh
Purrrrrr.
There is further exchange of information and smalltalk and (a little) gossip. And then, armed with a checklist of things to tell Mrs. Adams when she shows up, magic mirrors, translation spells, tattooed wards, and an IOU for some elderly Chamomile US dollars, the critters go home.
There is further exchange of information and smalltalk and (a little) gossip. And then, armed with a checklist of things to tell Mrs. Adams when she shows up, magic mirrors, translation spells, tattooed wards, and an IOU for some elderly Chamomile US dollars, the critters go home.
dark_light
And Ice makes sure her portal bag has plenty of herbs -
and goes to Prime's New Kystle and looks for Lynn.
and goes to Prime's New Kystle and looks for Lynn.
prodigal_miser
Cypress accompanies her, and helps with finding Lynn with a quick scry -
blooded_poet
- and she's close by. She hung around Prime's house for exactly this reason.
"Hello," Lynn says. She glances at Cypress. "I'm glad that everything was sorted out."
"Hello," Lynn says. She glances at Cypress. "I'm glad that everything was sorted out."
dark_light
"We are too. Guess what, we think you have an alt in a world we just made contact with."