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The stone floor is cold. A trail of water drips slowly down the far wall. The light is dim, a few grumpily smoldering coals in a brazier above.
Her left hand aches abruptly, a pulse like all her joints ossifying at once before the sensation fades again. This is accompanied by a dull flash of green light. She's kneeling, hands locked shoulder-width apart by a metal bar clasped tightly around her wrists.
Sounds of footsteps in the corridor beyond say she may have visitors soon.
" - Just want to make sure you didn't like, try human transmutation or a trade or anything dumb to get me back. 'Cause, y'know, I'd have to scold you about that."
Squeeze. "Good."
And then over El's shoulder, to her Truth: "Thanks for bringing her here."
Giggle! And maaayyyybe a tiny blush. Just a small dusting. "Oh, the manners are just a soft cover for my claws."
"I'm sorry, El." And, to El's Truth: "Be nicer to my sister, or I won't keep my claws to myself."
Hug!
(El thinking Bellona was flirting with her Truth and finding that weird in turn feels weird to Bellona, and she doesn't really know why it's so weird to her, and she doesn't want to ask El what's weird to her because Bellona might get an answer she doesn't like, when she isn't even sure what answers she'd dislike. So Bellona is mostly just feeling uncomfortable and awkward, now.)
Yeah. A little awkward.
Maybe distraction by initial thoughts on what the formula for interworld travel would have to be like?
Sounds like a plan!
Of course, they have the one Bellona got trapped by to start with...
They can get pretty far before Bellona starts to feel like she's about to wake up.
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