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Once he leaves the - self-help meeting, Prime goes to his list of things to do. A lot of it has to do with Perinixu's temple and the acolyte responsible for bringing the goddess here. And magic, always magic. In particular, creating a stack-able set of portals-necklaces with limited amounts of mana is a challenge Prime hasn't encountered before. Even he can't manage it, not in the time frame that he'd like it to be finished.
So, he does the obvious thing. He outsources. He's not the only mage in the world, not even close, and he just so happens to be extremely rich. He asks (well, asks and then pays) a talented stoneshaper to make the necklaces in one fell swoop, and then spends several hours bugging significantly less busy mage healers at hospitals to make the portals. He only manages to get three sets, but he deems this 'better than nothing.' Especially considering most mages don't have a strong enough bloodline to manage a portal on their own. Just three was difficult to get, and required a lot of teamwork.
With that done, he heads off to Perinixu's temple, to shower Spring with gifts. In the sense that he will hand them to her, and then ask her nicely to use them to heal people.
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darkest_evening
darkest_evening
"And as much fun as it would be to take the statement of 'go fuck myself' literally, no thank you," agrees Prime.
dark_light
"Well, that's refreshing compared to being told off for 'flaunting'."
sequoiadendron
"Awww, why would anyone care that you were cute in public with each other?"
headunbowed
"There's a pair of both of them in another plane that have an 'it's complicated' relationship."
sequoiadendron
"Oh. I guess that makes sense. Whatever, though, you guys are cute, keep flaunting."
dark_light
"That's easy. We have never been able to stop, really." Snuggle.
prodigal_miser
Snuggle! "We really haven't. Even when we were trying!"
(And some owl preening, from Vernaia.)
(And some owl preening, from Vernaia.)
darkest_evening
"Careful," drawls Prime. "I might expire of an overdose of cute on the spot."
dark_light
"And then I'd have to resurrect you, and if there was any hurry about it you'd look twenty again, the horror."
darkest_evening
"No one would believe me when I said I was five hundred years old! I'd have to stop making jokes about it."