cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella is hanging out in a Jarvis - the familiar one - handwriting a nonaggression proposal-slash-bribe. Has to be handwritten. Damn fussy demons. At least it's okay for her to conjure rather than personally harvesting the weird ink she's supposed to use.
poeticterms: The eye of a camera reflecting a complex, indistinct scene in blue, green, and purple. (@ muninn)
Author: poeticterms
"Sorry to interrupt, but Jane's gone down again," says Jarvis. "And this time without the loud, annoying beep. Her systems are throwing 'error 559: cannot reticulate splines', and I couldn't begin to tell you whether or not it was set up facetiously."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"...Was she reticulating any splines? What the hell is a spline and how do you reticulate it?"
poeticterms: Completely invisible (a blank transparent GIF image). (Default)
Author: poeticterms
"It's a joke on a popular series of video games," he says. "And it is a joke - I'm in contact with Yggdrasil, Apollo, and Helios, and they are respectively suffering 'error 6008: missing 1s in binary code', 'error 2: cannot count', and 'error 909: out of memory, all alone in the moonlight'."
cross_and_bow: (distress)
Author: cross_and_bow
"...What the fuck."
poeticterms: Another circuit board. (^ iris)
Author: poeticterms
"Obviously the problem goes deeper this time," he says. "How much deeper, it's beyond us to say. Shall I open a door to Milliways so you can investigate the Belltower?"
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Yes. Please." She puts aside her fancy ink and heads for the nearest door.
poeticterms: The eye of a camera reflecting a complex, indistinct scene in blue, green, and purple. (@ muninn)
Author: poeticterms
It opens on Milliways.
cross_and_bow: (suspicion)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella checks the tower.

"There's not even a keyboard in here!" she shouts ineffectually at the error display.

The tower's otherwise uninhabited. She tries a few wishes. Nothing works. She tries a tenner and it won't go - it would make her supreme over an entire subworld but it cannot fix Jane.

What the fuck.

Bella's about to force the bar door to Peace when she remembers that Aegis was on the new Bell's welcoming committee.

Juliet hasn't been wherever Aegis went. She can't force the door thereto. (It doesn't even always work when you have been wherever.)

She loiters in the Belltower for an hour, trying wish designs, physically poking at the hardware, and not only does she fail to get Jane running again, she doesn't see any other Bells. Not even Shell Bell, who should be able to get a door whenever she wants it. Either Milliways is having more fun with the lost timesync than usual, or something is wrong even more deeply than suspected.

Juliet leaves a note in the tower, explaining what she tried, and the error Sunshine and the other Jarvised worlds got.

And then she leaves.

"No good," she reports darkly. "The Belltower reports 'error 0: problem exists between chair and keyboard' and I can't fix her. Not even with a tenner. There was no sign of any other Bells - I left a note, I bet they would have too, I was probably the first one on the scene."
poeticterms: A dark hallway containing an indistinct figure, reflected in the eye of a camera. (@ huginn)
Author: poeticterms
"Then I suppose we wait," says Jarvis.
cross_and_bow: (solemn)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Suppose so. Nothing the others didn't have to live through last time." She sighs. "You want to tell Sherlock and Tony, or did you already, or should I?"
poeticterms: A circuit board. (^ hermes)
Author: poeticterms
"They're in the other house," he says. "They've been informed."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella nods.

[So, we're stuck, anyone you want torchable that you haven't gotten round to asking about because you figured Downside would get them?] Bella asks the pair.
toblameforit: Thoughtful, perhaps mischievous. (+= pretend we're twins)
Author: toblameforit
[...Not really, no,] says Tony.
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
[Just checking. Aegis went on the new Bell meet-and-greet, which probably has something to do with it, but this isn't just 'Aegis torched', I don't think.]
eversomuchfun: Looking ceilingward. (<= hardly very sensitive of you)
Author: eversomuchfun
[Yes. Last time Aegis torched, there were no charming joke error messages.]
cross_and_bow: (distress)
Author: cross_and_bow
[Unfortunately, I think we're kinda devoid of avenues of investigation.] And she summarizes what she found in the Belltower.
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
[The best we can probably do is to keep checking every so often, then. And think about it.]
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
[Yeah.] Sigh. [Well, back to treaty handwriting for me.]
eversomuchfun: Smiling, perhaps falsely. (!= oh yes—hilarious)
Author: eversomuchfun
[Enjoy.]
cross_and_bow: (shit!)
Author: cross_and_bow
Calligraphy, calligraphy. Bleh.

Eventually the writing is done, she's handed it over for review, and she decides to head home, get a mug of hot cocoa the old-fashioned way, and sit in her room and revise her future plans to accommodate more limited high-end coin output.

There's someone in her room.

She doesn't drop the mug, but she does shriek. "Christ! Who are you and what are you doing in my room?"
keyed_up: (flesh and blood)
Author: keyed_up
"Pfff," says the stranger. "You're not a good actress, you know that? You should pentagon it. Is that cocoa?"
cross_and_bow: (suspicion)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Who are -" Bella starts to repeat, and then she notes other features of the room.

There are bunked beds.

There are clothes on the floor that don't belong to her. And a sweater that does, but which she hasn't worn in two months. A box of tacky jewelry that definitely isn't hers, including an array of costume-colorful crosses.

"Who the fuck are you and what did you do to my room?"
keyed_up: (little sis)
Author: keyed_up
"Okay, that one was better, nice double-take, what's got you in such a mood though? Did you not make me any cocoa?"
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella doesn't know what's going on, but she doesn't like it. She doesn't have her Mercury palace yet - it's definitely a low priority now that she can't siphon coins from Aurora and Stella - but she has the whole Earth to play with. A flex of her teleportation power lands the pair of them in the middle of some random Canadian wilderness.

"Who are you?"
keyed_up: (oh don't say that)
Author: keyed_up
"...Where are we? What're we doing here? Are we playing some kind of, I dunno, scenario, was Sherlock supposed to brief me -"
cross_and_bow: (suspicion)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I don't know who you are and I found you in my bedroom. Explain."
keyed_up: (inching sideways)
Author: keyed_up
"I'm - I'm Soph. I'm Sophia."
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I don't know anyone named Sophia."
keyed_up: (rude awakening)
Author: keyed_up
[...Sherlock? Bella's gone nuts.]
eversomuchfun: Looking ceilingward. (<= hardly very sensitive of you)
Author: eversomuchfun
[In what way has Bella gone nuts?]
keyed_up: (made real)
Author: keyed_up
[She - she doesn't know who I am, I thought she was fooling the first few times she asked me who I was and what I was doing in her room but I think she's serious. She's interrogating me in some random - place - it's cold as balls - she says she doesn't know anyone named Sophia.]
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
Sherlock sighs.

He teleports to the current location of Bella and Soph.

"Dear Juliet," he says, "describe to me the problem."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Do you know who this is? Because I don't, but she was in my room anyway, and there was an extra bed in it, and stuff that doesn't belong to me, and I know I haven't been home as much since I stopped needing to sleep but I'd think Charlie'd tell me before taking in a boarder."
keyed_up: (remember being loved)
Author: keyed_up
"I'm Soph," says Soph plaintively.
eversomuchfun: Looking ceilingward. (<= hardly very sensitive of you)
Author: eversomuchfun
"She's your fucking sister, love."
cross_and_bow: (shit!)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I don't have a sister. I have never had a sister. I am an only child, like all the other Bells except Aurora!"
keyed_up: (oh don't say that)
Author: keyed_up
Soph starts rubbing at one of her eyes unhappily.
eversomuchfun: Mocking. (<= it must have burned)
Author: eversomuchfun
"You are not and have never been an only child," says Sherlock. "And if we're going to have this conversation, I suggest we have it indoors."
keyed_up: (but i remember it)
Author: keyed_up
"She was for, like, a year," says Soph.
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella looks skyward. "What, you want to go talk about this in a Jarvis, I have no idea what she is, because she's not my sister, I have a completely coherent set of memories from where the perfect recall kicks in all the way through ten minutes ago with no sister, frankly I don't want her anywhere near a being I like that physically can't torch while we can't get Downside."
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
"And I have a perfectly clear set of memories from the day I met you that include your sister, and I assume your sister can say something similar, and here she is. Until ten minutes ago you've never had a problem acknowledging her existence. Something has changed, but before we find out what I am not going to advise treating Soph like a hostile fucking demon."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Of the two of us I am not the one likelier to be affected by mind-affecting magic!"
eversomuchfun: Looking ceilingward. (<= hardly very sensitive of you)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Fine, then let us extend this beyond the two of us," he says, and brainphones Tony and both Jarvises, with Soph and Bella included in the call.

[Indulge me for a moment: how many siblings would you say Juliet has?]
toblameforit: Surprised or wary. (-= how do you do that?)
Author: toblameforit
[...Is this a trick question?] says Tony. [One.]
poeticterms: A circuit board. (^ hermes)
Author: poeticterms
[My sentiments exactly,] says a Jarvis.

[What on Earth is going on?] says the other.
cross_and_bow: (shit!)
Author: cross_and_bow
[I am an only child! I always have been! None of you are mentally opaque, something must have happened to you.]
poeticterms: Completely invisible (a blank transparent GIF image). (Default)
Author: poeticterms
[We've met Soph,] says a Jarvis. [You can watch the video yourself. I don't know of any spell both powerful and sophisticated enough to alter my recordings. A mind-affecting spell might alter my personal memories, but the data I have on file is a separate matter, and I'm verifying the records as we speak.]
cross_and_bow: (suspicion)
Author: cross_and_bow
[Yeah, she's got a bunk bed in my room too, but why and how would somebody go through my memories - my protected memories - to subtract a sister?]
keyed_up: (inching sideways)
Author: keyed_up
"I'm cold," murmurs Soph.
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"If you were my sister I would've wished you up protections, like Aurora gave Lexi, and you would not be uncomfortably cold! We're only in Canada, not the South Pole!" Bella points an accusing finger.
eversomuchfun: Looking ceilingward. (<= hardly very sensitive of you)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Your sister, like yourself, has a bloody magical immunity," says Sherlock. "To torching, interworld travel, and any coin above a pentagon, as well as a haphazard assortment of local spells."
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
"What? No, I could make her torchable right now, I can see it. I'm not going to because I have no clue what we're dealing with, but I could."
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Are you sure?"
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"That's what the magic is telling me, anyway, do you remember me incredulously reporting this discrepancy before?"
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
"You raised an admirable fuss and went to the administrator, who said that what you were describing seemed impossible, but declined to come here to investigate. And if she's suddenly become torchable before now, you haven't mentioned anything."

Since the weather dispute is getting nowhere, he spends a coin to raise the local temperature to something Soph would find more pleasant.
keyed_up: (Default)
Author: keyed_up
"Thanks," Soph murmurs.
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Well, she looks torchable now, and I have no memory of her now, and I still think it would be easier to edit Jarvis's records and a handful of unprotected memories than to hack into my brain."
eversomuchfun: Mocking. (<= it must have burned)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Jarvis's records, the physical contents of your bedroom, and my internally consistent recollection of the past eleven months, all at once. Yes. Fucking trivial," says Sherlock.
cross_and_bow: (suspicion)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Oh, come on, I could do that with a star, maybe an evil, if I had any reason to want to," says Juliet. "You know what I couldn't do with a star or an evil, I couldn't edit my brain, I'm next least friendly-headed after Golden and not even Stella can make mental edits!"
eversomuchfun: Looking ceilingward. (<= hardly very sensitive of you)
Author: eversomuchfun
"And who, in this scheme, do you imagine got their hands on an evil and decided to donate you an extra sister in case you were running short? The sun hasn't exploded recently, so they would've had to know how to use it, to boot."
cross_and_bow: (shit!)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I don't know! Who would have decided I ought to forget I had one, if I did?"
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
"I don't know. Shall we find out?"
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella clenches her teeth and nods. "What'd you have in mind? I like my crystal ball, but it's not simple to interpret."
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Try it anyway," he says. "We can all three give it a go."
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella chews her lip, but then blinks away and back, bearing her crystal ball - apparently she still doesn't want Soph in a Jarvis. She holds it in her hands.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
It shows her a pretty blonde woman taking a bath.
cross_and_bow: (suspicion)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Today is Voyeurism Day, apparently." Bella hands Sherlock the ball.
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
Sherlock sees a handsome man taking a shower.

"Apparently so," he says, and passes the ball to Soph.
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella's not happy about Soph handling her birthday present, either, but she compromises this far.
keyed_up: (in situ)
Author: keyed_up
The ball turns bright, bright green in Soph's hands.

"Huh," she murmurs. "I don't know what it means..."
eversomuchfun: Looking sideways. (== you will ever lie to me)
Author: eversomuchfun
"The fellow in the shower worked at the Sunnydale hospital," says Sherlock. "Perhaps we should find him and apply questions. Or better yet, spy on him from afar."
keyed_up: (little sis)
Author: keyed_up
"You recognized him, or was there, like, a clue in the crystal ball?" Soph asks, offering Bella the crystal ball casually till she remembers what's going on and flinches.
cross_and_bow: (suspicion)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella snatches it away and frowns at Soph.
eversomuchfun: Smiling, perhaps falsely. (!= oh yes—hilarious)
Author: eversomuchfun
"I recognized the shower. I suppose you could call that a clue."
keyed_up: (learning to dance)
Author: keyed_up
Soph applauds.
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella is deeply unsettled.
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
Sherlock sighs.
cross_and_bow: (suspicion)
Author: cross_and_bow
"If you were -" Bella is checking her coin-sorting wish. "...I'm missing coins. I'm missing coins, I know how many I had."
eversomuchfun: Looking sideways. (== you will ever lie to me)
Author: eversomuchfun
"If who were what?"
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
"If she were my sister she would have coins on her, I would have given her some, and I have fewer than I should, but I never gave anybody coins, but if she's immune to hexes and up she can't have a sorting wish and she'd have a bandolier, and I wouldn't have made it invisible to me."
keyed_up: (remember being loved)
Author: keyed_up
"I don't carry a lot of them," says Soph slowly, and she reaches for the small chain that she wears under her shirt. "Just a few for emergencies. I can't leave the world, you're always around in case I get in trouble..." She shows Bella the coins.
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
"If Juliet's memories do prove correct, I don't think this can possibly be the work of a coin," says Sherlock. "Coins are powerful but they're piss-poor at narrative, as far as I can tell; I would be noticing contradictions already. I'd believe enchantment first, and local magic before either. But I shudder to think how much power a local witch would have to put in to get this kind of far-reaching effect. And then there is the question of motive."
keyed_up: (made real)
Author: keyed_up
"But - but if Bella remembers right - I exist, look, look at me existing, Sherlock," says Soph, "how could she be remembering right?"
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
"You clearly do exist," says Sherlock. "My judgment is suspended on the question of whether or not you existed half an hour ago."
keyed_up: (but i remember it)
Author: keyed_up
"But - but - but I remember it. There's - mud on the floor in the front hall from where I came in after I got the mail. There's my bed in our room. There's - I know you and you know me, you've known me since March, I still have the laser pointer you gave me, I made you listen to me talk about episodes of House for an hour and a half after I found out who you were, you got me my magic belt for my birthday -"
cross_and_bow: (shit!)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I remember having my room to myself, and not having to worry about any Sunnydale-dwelling family members apart from Charlie, and driving to school alone - not to mention stopping in the morgue to stake all the corpses first! - and coming back from the dead to confront my murderer and protect the next Slayer and show Charlie I wasn't dead, but not you -"
keyed_up: (oh don't say that)
Author: keyed_up
"I didn't even know you'd died till after you came back! Charlie couldn't figure out how to tell me in the, what, an hour - and half the time I staked the corpses for you and the other half of the time I stood watch - and you were the one who convinced me to move there! Because of Mom and Phil, you said, they needed space, we could just go live with Charlie!"
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Oh, believe me, I remember the episodes of House," says Sherlock. "And the magic belt. It's obvious enough by now that you have an internally consistent history. —Juliet, do you write your notebooks in code?"
cross_and_bow: (suspicion)
Author: cross_and_bow
"No. Aurora does that. I never had to. If you present me with a notebook in code I won't have a clue how to read it."
keyed_up: (remember being loved)
Author: keyed_up
"One time when I was nine I read them and I didn't even understand it but you spent all month developing a code I couldn't read anyway," grumbles Soph.
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
"When you showed me your notebooks, you taught me the cipher," says Sherlock. "Shall we consult them?"
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
"At this point it won't surprise me in the least if notebooks in a cipher I cannot read exist and refer to Sophia here," says Bella.
eversomuchfun: Looking ceilingward. (<= hardly very sensitive of you)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Fine," he says. "Back to the spying."
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I'll pastwatch the people in the crystal ball, I guess, assuming we're collectively trusting me to produce accurate pronouncements about my observations now whatever I was saying yeterday."
eversomuchfun: Looking sideways. (== you will ever lie to me)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Whatever you get, it will be information," says Sherlock. "Go ahead."
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
The crystal chose to show her a lady in the bath; it is inscrutable but not random. She looks for the end of that bath, after the lady's decent.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
She is wearing a dressing gown and drying her hair while she speaks with a grey-faced, stringy-haired, obsequious individual in a shapeless brown robe.
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Bath Lady consorts with demons, that's something." Bella listens in.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
The robed person addresses her by titles such as 'Your Radiantishness' and 'Your Awesome Majesty'. They aren't discussing anything especially important; she wants him to bring her better skin care products, and he agrees that of course her every whim must be carried out immediately and it will be done at once, and so on, and so forth.
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Demon appears to worship her and do her shopping. I'm going to skip ahead."

She skips an hour.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
The minion has gone, presumably to shop; the lady is going through her closet to pick out a dress.
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
And another hour?
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
The lady is nowhere to be seen.

The man from Sherlock's consultation is driving down a Sunnydale road, looking mildly disgruntled.
cross_and_bow: (suspicion)
Author: cross_and_bow
"...Following the lady too far forward gets me Showering Dude. I'm going to skip backwards, see if I can catch the changeover..."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
And there it is: after the lady put on her dress, before the man got in his car, she glowed briefly and transformed into him, complete with a change in wardrobe. He looked around in apparent disorientation and then walked away.
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
"...Bath Lady can glow and turn into Shower Dude. Apparently what they're wearing is tracked separately. I don't really know what to make of that."
keyed_up: (Default)
Author: keyed_up
"Well, look, if they were in the crystal ball they'll be important but that doesn't mean they have anything to do with me - why don't you pastwatch me -"
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella squints at Soph, then shrugs and moves her pastwatching focus.

"Nothing if I look for you a month ago," she reports. "No results, like if I was looking for the Tooth Fairy."
eversomuchfun: Upset or uncertain. (>= soul or no soul)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Track backward from the present," says Sherlock.
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella nods.

She does.

"Here she is with us in Canada, there she is in my bedroom with the bunkbeds, there she is sorting through her tacky jewelry -"
keyed_up: (oh don't say that)
Author: keyed_up
"Hey!"
cross_and_bow: (suspicion)
Author: cross_and_bow
"And here she is looking in the fridge but apparently not finding anything she likes, and here she is reading a school copy of The Great Gatsby, and - thirty seconds before that there's no her, no bunkbeds, no tacky jewelry, no Great Gatsby. Looks like she popped into existence with all her stuff an hour and fifteen minutes ago."
keyed_up: (rude awakening)
Author: keyed_up
"No - no before that I was on the phone with Barb and before that I was - what did I - before that I was doing my math, and before that you picked me up from school and complained about me not being able to teleport without spending a coin every time and I said you could just give me more coins and you said maybe if Jane weren't down - and - and before that I was in school, I got peanut butter on my shirt but Carrie loaned me this one -"
cross_and_bow: (suspicion)
Author: cross_and_bow
"An hour and fifteen minutes ago the room was how I remember it. But let's see if I can track backwards from when you appear and see what made you."
keyed_up: (made real)
Author: keyed_up
"Our parents made me! You brought a sample of me to that party where Jane was doing gene sequencing and I'm your sister!"
cross_and_bow: (solemn)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Nope," says Bella absently, tracking backwards almost frame-by-frame.

The view shifts, dizzyingly, and she's "followed Soph" to something that doesn't look like Soph at all.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
It looks glowy and green, and surrounded by worried-looking monks. The monks appear to be hurriedly casting a spell.
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"That glowy green-ness you saw in your crystal ball," says Bella. "There's a lot of that, and there's monks around it, casting something. I'm gonna skip back to the beginning of the ritual and pentagon the language they're casting in..."
keyed_up: (inching sideways)
Author: keyed_up
Soph is shivering, in spite of the fixed temperature, and looks desperately at Sherlock.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
The ritual was set up in a hurry, and concerns the safety of something called "the Key". Most of the monks do nothing but chant, "The Key will be hidden. The Key will be safe. The Key will be protected."

And then the spell ends, and the glowy green light winks out, and the monks clutch each other in relief.
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella reports a translation of the words of the spell.

And then she goes on watching the monks in case any of them are going to conveniently explain what just happened to each other.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Nope.

Instead, two minutes after the spell went off, they were all casually slaughtered by Bath Lady.
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Bath Lady has some serious strength and she killed everybody who cast the spell a couple minutes after they were done," reports Bella.
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
"That's going to make it difficult to question them about it," Sherlock observes.
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Yes. Another reason to be upset Jane's down, I guess we didn't have enough." Bella nibbles her lip. "- I know you're conveniently immune to all kinds of things," she says to Soph, "so you're not a mint and you've never been to Alethia, but what did you get in your fake memories when I presumably checked out your counterfactual daemon and coin color?"
keyed_up: (remember being loved)
Author: keyed_up
"...G-glowy green," says Soph slowly. "And a - a pretty bird, I didn't know what kind it was."
cross_and_bow: (level)
Author: cross_and_bow
Juliet conjures up one of the Alethian books of daemon identification.

She spends another square on reproducing Soph's counterfactual daemon in illusion form.

She looks through the book, silently, swiftly, following the identification key.

"Shiny cowbird," she reports.
keyed_up: (inching sideways)
Author: keyed_up
"...And?"
cross_and_bow: (suspicion)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Cowbirds are like cuckoos. They lay their eggs in other birds' nests and expect the other birds to look after them like they belong there."
eversomuchfun: Speaking, perhaps impatiently. (>= do I make myself understood?)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Or perhaps," says Sherlock, "to put it another way, they are laid as eggs in the nests of foreign species and are dependent on the host family for sustenance and protection until they grow to adulthood. Two hours ago you did not have a sister, dear Juliet, but now you do."
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
"By what logic? Maybe if the spell had worked on me and we found out some other way I'd call it close enough for government work, but she's a stranger to me."
keyed_up: (remember being loved)
Author: keyed_up
Soph sits down on Canada, turned away, sniffling.
eversomuchfun: Unimpressed. (<= I've never cared to speculate)
Author: eversomuchfun
"You don't remember her," he says sharply, "but she remembers you. Your parents have two daughters. You may choose to abdicate responsibility for your artificial family member, but you'll find I don't support you in that choice."

And he shakes his head and sits down by Soph.
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
"What am I supposed to do with her? I have not had - how old are you supposed to be?"
keyed_up: (remember being loved)
Author: keyed_up
"...Seventeen."
cross_and_bow: (distress)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I do not have seventeen years of experience of being her sister."
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Develop a counterfactual pastwatch. Study up. I'll spot you the hex."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Those monks who were casting this spell wanted me to protect something. This was exactly what they were hoping for, except they didn't expect me need to do homework on the subject. Shouldn't we find out what she is first?"
keyed_up: (remember being loved)
Author: keyed_up
"I'm not anything! I'm not - anything, I'm just - I'm Soph," says Soph. "Lie-detect me, I'm Soph, I'm Soph, I'm not going to hurt anybody!"
cross_and_bow: (solemn)
Author: cross_and_bow
"You're not going to try to hurt anybody. What if you're just - rigged to explode? We don't know."
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Fine, then," says Sherlock. "I agree that finding out where she came from is the more urgent priority. Let's do that. In the meantime, however, I commend your paranoia but suggest you temper it with empathy."
cross_and_bow: (distress)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Do you have any practical, object-level suggestion on how to do that?"
keyed_up: (Default)
Author: keyed_up
Soph shifts uncomfortably. "I dunno, you could - pretend I'm somebell else's little sister? And you have to look after me for - for her, because I'm stuck here. You want to look after me for the one who had a - me. And you should - expect me to know about that many things about how you are and that I grew up in a Sunshine family world and that sort of thing but - I dunno. That's the only idea I have."
eversomuchfun: Upset or uncertain. (>= soul or no soul)
Author: eversomuchfun
"It's effectively true," says Sherlock. "With one small alteration: Juliet is the one who is, for most purposes, stuck in the world of another Bell who is like her in every way except for having a Soph. This means that, for example, if Soph is rigged to explode and does so, you can expect a funeral at which your parents will cry."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Well," says Bella, looking up at the sky, "...that would be bad. I mean, I can sometimes door Downside, but not always - she looks torchable but if I torchable her I can't undo it if it turns out to be a bad idea -"
keyed_up: (but i remember it)
Author: keyed_up
"I've survived this l- I mean, um, if I were on a tight schedule I'd have exploded already, right? I can wait while you figure me out."
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
"It also seems unlikely that the mystery monks would have gone to such trouble to protect her just so she could turn around and blow up," says Sherlock. "Not impossible, but unlikely. Shall we do some more spying, then?"
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Yeah." She turns her pastwatching on Bath Lady And/Or Shower Dude as of when the former slaughtered the monks, and follows from there.
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
Bath Lady killed all the monks, then threw an enormous tantrum in front of her cowering minions about how the monks had managed to conceal the Key before she got there and now she'll have to find it and she doesn't know where on Earth they could possibly have hid the thing. Around the time that Juliet was discovering her new sister, Bath Lady was just winding down her tirade.
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
"So, Soph is something called the Key. Doesn't sound explodey, I guess." She watches.
eversomuchfun: Looking ceilingward. (<= hardly very sensitive of you)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Yes," says Sherlock, "that was already reasonably clear from the chanting and so forth."

Bath Lady and her scraggly minions returned to her luxurious apartment, where she is now lounging on a couch while her minions bring her food and fashion magazines.
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Bath Lady does not appear to be looking very hard, but maybe she can multitask with the snacks and the issues of Cosmopolitan."
eversomuchfun: Looking sideways. (== you will ever lie to me)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Or maybe she's not in a hurry. Or maybe she would rather have her demon friends do all the looking."

Meanwhile, Bath Lady's minions are bringing her a human, who seems generally confused about where he is and what he is doing there.

"For me?" she exclaims, clasping her hands together. "Oh, Minion, I could just kiss your yucky face!"

She stands up, dusts her hands off cheerfully, and grabs the man's head. Her fingers sink into his skull as though it's partially insubstantial, doing no obvious physical damage but causing him to scream.
cross_and_bow: (distress)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella stiffens. She turns invisible, and she teleports to Bath Lady.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Bath Lady is just in the process of releasing the human, who staggers back looking even more confused than he was a minute ago.

"Clean that up," she commands, waving her hand dismissively at him. The minions rush to obey, taking the man's arms and steering him out of the room while he wobbles and moans. She sits down on her couch with a pleased little sigh and goes back to her fashion magazines.
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
[What happened to him?] Bella asks Bath Lady casually, not letting on that she's in the room.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"...Minion!" she yells, scowling and throwing down her magazine.

A minion scurries into the room, cringing preemptively. "Yes, mightyful Glorificus?"

"Did I schedule confusing telepathic questions?" she demands of him. "Because I don't remember doing that!"

"Um... no, your worshippableness?"
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
[The guy whose head you just put your hands through. What happened to him?] Bella clarifies.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I don't like telepathic questions," says the mightyful Glorificus. "Do you know what I think, minion?"

"I - I could never hope to understand the workings of your powerful mind, your awesomeness!"

"I think someone is spying on me," says Glorificus.
eversomuchfun: Looking ceilingward. (<= hardly very sensitive of you)
Author: eversomuchfun
[Would you like to explain where you went?] says Sherlock to Bella.
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
[Bath Lady is up to something I don't like. Trying to figure out what it is.]
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
[And what are your observations so far?]
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
[She isn't very chatty. Not sure where to take it from here; I don't know what all she can do.]

Usually this would be the part where she invited him to help, but he's probably comforting Soph or something.
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
[I'll have a look, then.]
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
[I'll spy on the present, I guess.]
eversomuchfun: Looking sideways. (== you will ever lie to me)
Author: eversomuchfun
[A convenient allocation of tasks.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Meanwhile, Glorificus is grumpy and her minion is terrified.
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
[How would you rather I talk to you? Should I make an appointment?] Bella inquires of Glorificus.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Miniooooon," Glory complains, "the spying person is still telepathing at me."
cross_and_bow: (level)
Author: cross_and_bow
[You can telepath right back, you know.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I don't want to," she declares poutily.

"Er... Mistress?"

"Not you," she huffs, pushing the minion's head gently away. He scurries back a few steps.
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
[Well, that doesn't matter, I can hear you either way. So what are you?]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"You first," says Glorificus, crossing her arms.

"Your beauteousness...?"

"Not you, minion! Shoo," she says. She flaps her hand at him. He shoos.
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
[I'm a telepath, obviously.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"And what are you bothering me for?"
cross_and_bow: (level)
Author: cross_and_bow
[I want to know what you did to that man.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Well, I'm not going to tell you," says Glorificus, sitting back down and picking up her magazine.
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
[Why not?]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Because you're annoying," she sniffs.
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
[I didn't mean to annoy you.]

[Sherlock, you getting anything worth knowing?]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Well, you did," she grumbles. "You should be very sorry."
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
[The bath lady's name is Glorificus, Glory for short; her alter ego is Ben, a perfectly ordinary human except for occasionally turning into her. She seems to derive power or sustenance from sucking... something... out of people's brains. Her past victims can be cured at a pentagon per, but I only did the most recent one. The rest are either dead or in mental hospitals.]
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
[How many victims are we talking about here? What does Ben know?]

[I am as sorry as I should be,] Bella asserts to Glory.
eversomuchfun: Looking ceilingward. (<= hardly very sensitive of you)
Author: eversomuchfun
[Ballpark of two or three hundred so far. Ben knows a thing or two, and you might have more luck getting it out of him than out of her.]
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
[Can you tell what triggers the shapeshifting?]
eversomuchfun: Leaning casually against a wall. (== night on the town)
Author: eversomuchfun
[Mostly random, as far as I can tell.]
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
[How do the obsequious demons react to him if one's around when he shows up, then?]
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
[Obsequiously. But he doesn't like them.]
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
[I'll hang around and wait for him, then, unless she lines up another snack.]
eversomuchfun: Looking ceilingward. (<= hardly very sensitive of you)
Author: eversomuchfun
[If you get impatient, you could always see what kind of coin it takes to force the change.]
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
[You don't think they'd notice, it's that random?]
eversomuchfun: Upset or uncertain. (>= soul or no soul)
Author: eversomuchfun
[I don't think they would.]
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella starts trying coins, but she's going to stop and reconsider if a pentagon won't do it.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
A pentagon does it. Ben rubs his head, sighs, checks his watch, and gets up off the couch.
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
[Hey you.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
He yelps and looks around wildly.
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
[You can reply to me the same way,] she adds helpfully.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[Who are you? What do you want? How did you find me? What's going on?]
cross_and_bow: (level)
Author: cross_and_bow
[I found your alter ego, first, and I want to find out why she's been brain-sucking several hundred people and put a stop to it.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[That is not a complete answer!] he says, clutching his head in distress.
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
[My name is Bella, if that actually helps.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[Look, what I really want to know right now is whether or not you're about to do something horrible to me,] he says. [...And how you know anything about my alter ego.]
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
[I do not have any plans to do anything horrible to you. And I am very, very magical.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
He relaxes. Slightly.

[I'm not sure I can be much help,] he says. [I don't control Glory.]
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
[I just need to know what it is she's up to, so I can see about handling her myself. Why do you turn into her?]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
["Handling" her? Just how magical are you?]
cross_and_bow: (smirk)
Author: cross_and_bow
[Very, very.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
He looks worried.

[I still don't think she's somebody you should be messing with.]
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
[Why not?] Bella asks. [What can she do? Besides kill or hospitalize a few hundred people. Which needs to stop.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[She's a hell goddess who was kicked out of her home dimension for being too nasty,] he says. [At least, I think that's it. I've never heard the story straight out. They bound her to a mortal vessel - me - to limit her power.]
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
[How attached are the two of you? How much do I have to worry about you when I'm addressing her?]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[...Uh... what?]
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
[I mean, if she's that much of a package of bad news, are you in trouble if things turn violent, should I try to split you up first, tell me how this works, you appear to be an innocent bystander.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[Split us up? Could you even do that? How?]
cross_and_bow: (level)
Author: cross_and_bow
[I don't know if I can 'till I try. And: magic.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[Stop saying 'magic' like it's an explanation,] he says flatly. [It's not. As far as I can tell, the things you're talking about doing should be impossible no matter how powerful a witch you are. I'm not going to help you if you can't tell me where you're getting all this.]
cross_and_bow: (smirk)
Author: cross_and_bow
[I'm not a witch. I'm some other stuff,] says Bella cheerfully. [Glory's from far away? My magic's from farther away. It's a really, really long story.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[There is nothing I want more than to get rid of her,] he says. [But it's just not possible.]
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
[If there's nothing more you want than to get rid of her, you should be all over the possibilities I am offering via fancy offworld magic. Look, how much do you know about demons and so on besides the obsequious kind that do her shopping?]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[Not a lot. And you know, I would be all over it if I had any reason to believe you.]
cross_and_bow: (level)
Author: cross_and_bow
[Aw, darn, I was hoping you'd already know about the vampire quarantine and I could tell you that was me. What would constitute a reason to believe me? I can show off some if that'd make things run smoother.]

And:

[Hey, Giles, two things. One, can you please see what there is to see on the subject of a hell god named Glory or Glorificus, her relationship to her mortal vessel, and anything to do with the Key? Two, Soph did not exist until a couple of hours ago, I am the only person unaffected by the corresponding memory-alteration, and there is some interpersonal fallout as a result.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[I don't know,] says Ben. [I'm not sure I'll believe you can split us until I see it. It doesn't exactly help that you still haven't told me how exactly you found me. As far as I can tell, you're just a mysterious voice who's probably spying on me, and it's kind of unnerving.]

[...I'll, er, I'll look that up,] says Giles.
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
[I have a crystal ball. And yes, I can see you, although if you need to change clothes or something I can stop. My cheapest Impressive Magic Trick would, unfortunately, probably scare you.]

[Thank you, Giles.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[What's your cheapest magic trick?] asks Ben, warily.
cross_and_bow: (smirk)
Author: cross_and_bow
[I have an aura of menace. It's very impressive and makes people who don't know better think I'm a hellcreature of some kind. You'd have to really stretch the definition to qualify me as one, though. Slightly less cheaply, I can conjure up arbitrary nonmagical physical objects. Or magic ones, but they're trickier.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[I think I'll skip the aura of menace, thanks,] he says. [...Look, if you're really who you say you are, I want to help. I just don't have any reason to trust you. I don't even know your species.]
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
[I'm a human. If you'd be willing for me to put us someplace where obsequious demons aren't going to walk in on us at any moment, I will be happy to turn visible.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[...Fine.]
cross_and_bow: (level)
Author: cross_and_bow
Her preselected Canadian wilderness is in use, so this is Nevada wilderness instead. She lands them near her cactus landmark, turns visible, and turns around once, arms out. "This is me."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"...Hi," says Ben, folding his arms distrustfully.
cross_and_bow: (smirk)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Nice to meet you properly. Welcome to Nevada. I'm not going to strand you here, but in case it makes you more comfortable, there is a highway, three miles that way -" she points. "With a rest stop not far from there. So, yeah, this is me, I'm a human, I'm very magical." She hops into the air and spins around again.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I can see that you're magical," says Ben. "Can you split me and Glory?"
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I told you, I don't know until I try it and see if it works or not, and if I'm going to try it I'd like to be a little more remote than three miles from a Nevada highway, such as Mercury, and I'd also like to have a plan for what to do if it works."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I can't help you there," says Ben.
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
"You can give me information," says Bella. "Everything you know. Even if you don't have complete understanding of some thing you've heard or seen or read, it could inform my own research."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I could," he says, "but I still don't trust you."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"...Okay, what would you like me to do about that?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I don't know," he says. "It's a problem."
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"So it would seem, yes. I don't suppose it helps any that I clearly could do something awful - to you, to anybody - and instead I'm spending my time poking around powerful hellgods because they've been making mental patients of innocent people? This doesn't suffice to demonstrate that I have benign motives?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I wish it did," he says. "But no."
cross_and_bow: (eyeroll)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I don't suppose I can solve this problem with bribery?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
He looks tempted.

"...No."
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"You're sure?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
He sighs. And nods.
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
[Sherlock, how often does she brainsuck folks?]
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
[She's been doing it a few times a month for several years.]
cross_and_bow: (level)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Glory brain-sucks people a few times a month," says Bella. "I don't have very long to gain your trust the old-fashioned way by hanging around and not doing anything evil, and she will definitely notice me if I teleport her next victim away, and I don't currently know how entangled she is with you, so I don't know if my first idea for dealing with her in a crisis situation will hurt you or not. Resurrecting the dead is more inconvenient and time-consuming right now than usual, and even the victims who don't wind up dead are a hassle to fix and don't look like they have a pleasant time on the way there or subsequently, so allowing her to go about her business is not on the table. If you really want rid of her, you want to talk to me."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"...Look, why don't you just split us, then," he says, throwing up his hands. "And put her somewhere far, far away where you can deal with her and I don't have to."
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Look. Ben. I'm sure having her intermittently possess you is very annoying and you just want it over with without having to endure any further hassle. But I don't think you would want me to just teleport you to Mercury and attempt to pull her out of you there if you thought about it. I don't know what will happen if I do that. For all I know, you will die as soon as I do it because of some kind of dependence between you and then I have to go haul you back which could take me a while, or she'll triple in power and be strong enough to give me a difficult afternoon once you aren't attached to her, or she'll go terrorize her original subworld and then I have a difficult rebellion project on my hands, or something. Some of those outcomes are not great for you."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"She can't get back to her original hell dimension," he says. "And I thought you said your magic could split us. Either you can do the impossible or you can't. How am I supposed to know exactly what impossible things you're claiming you can do when you won't tell me what they are or how you're going to do them? If you don't even know that I can live through it, why are you suggesting it at all, and especially why did you suggest it without mentioning that up front? This is not helping with the trust thing!"
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Dude," says Bella, pinching the bridge of her nose, "I told you, multiple times, I don't know if I can do it till I try it. I can do all kinds of wild things, but neither I nor my friends have encountered the specific scenario of 'hell god possessing human' before. And I'm trying to find out whether you can live through it, so that if the answer is 'no', I can find another solution. You aren't helping with the 'find out' project, so I'm trying to explain why it is important and you should wish to be helpful. That doesn't mean that I'm going to charge blindly forward in the absence of the relevant information."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"How am I supposed to know if I can live through something that's still, as far as I've ever known, completely impossible? And if you're so keen on sharing information how come you're not telling me a damn thing about how you plan to accomplish any of this?"
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Offworld magic," sighs Bella, looking skyward. "There are lots of worlds, you know that already 'cause Glory's from one, but Glory's from one in the same collection as this one we're standing in. I got some magic from some friends who are from other world-collections. What else do you want to know about it?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"...How it works?" he suggests. "For example?"
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Wishes. I have some wishes on my person, of various sizes, and I can spend them at will."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"And you couldn't, for example, wish to unstick me from Glory and put her on Mercury and leave me the hell alone...?"
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Think of the wishes as magical computer programs," Bella says. "If I wish 'unstick Glory from Ben, put Glory on Mercury', then this will either work or not, but if it works, something I haven't thought of could cause something I don't expect, just like computers don't always behave even though no one expressly programmed in any bugs. That's why I have to think of all the things that might go wrong first. What will Glory be able to do when she's unstuck? How fast will she be able to do it - faster than I can stop her? Are you, in some way you have not chosen to tell me about, attached to her in such a way that you will come to harm in her absence if I don't specifically wish around it? I know some people whose lives are dependent on external souls that are shaped like animals, it would not be the weirdest thing I've heard if your life is in some way dependent on Glory's occupancy and I can probably work around it but I have to know how to be sure."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I'm telling you," he says, frustrated, "I don't know anything about what could possibly happen if you managed to yank her out of me somehow."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"And I'm telling you, I can potentially use anything you know about her at all in order to find out. I have other sources of information too, I just need to know what to look for."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"What sources? Look how?"
cross_and_bow: (level)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I have a research guy who's investigating assorted books. I can spy on the past, if I know when and where I want to look. I have a crystal ball, but I have to interpret what it shows me in light of whatever I already know. I can wish up other information-gathering abilities if I know what sorts of things I need to find out."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Ben shakes his head.

"I really can't help you," he says.
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Okay," she sighs, since this is not a lie. "In the meantime - I can precipitate shifts between you and her, I did this most recent one. Would you expect anything bad to happen if I pushed you out front more often?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"...No?" he says doubtfully.
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"You don't think it'd make her hungrier for human brains, more pissed off, anything like that?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"It might make her more pissed off," he says. "Or she might not even notice. I have no idea."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Okay. I guess I'll take you back where I got you now, then, unless there's anything else you'd like to tell me."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
He shakes his head.

"But could you put me where my car is, instead?"
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
She checks to see if anyone is watching his car.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
No one is watching his car.
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
Pop.

"Here we go. I guess I'll see you when I work out a plan or she's about to hurt someone and I have to go with whatever I've got at the time, huh?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Whatever," he mutters.
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Bye."

She heads back to Canada, although she half-suspects Sherlock will have teleported Soph to a more habitable climate by now.
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
She is correct.
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
Ayep.

Where's Sherlock, then?
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
In this world's original Jarvis.
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow



"...Hi."
keyed_up: (remember being loved)
Author: keyed_up
"Hi, Bella."
toblameforit: Thoughtful, perhaps mischievous. (+= pretend we're twins)
Author: toblameforit
"Hi, Bella," says Tony. He is cuddling Soph.
keyed_up: (Default)
Author: keyed_up
Soph is cuddling back.
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"So, I can poke the hellgod into turning into her mortal host with a pentagon, the mortal host doesn't trust me and doesn't know much, I've got Giles looking up Glory and - relevant topics, and I'm going to check on Glory-or-Ben every few minutes so I can intercept if she's about to eat somebody else."
eversomuchfun: Looking sideways. (== you will ever lie to me)
Author: eversomuchfun
"That sounds... tolerable," says Sherlock. "I think I'll go and see if Giles would like some help."

He disappears.
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella looks at Tony and Soph where they are cuddling.

"And I will be on Mercury," she mutters. (Because where else is she going to go? Soph's bedroom? The other Jarvis?)

And she goes to Mercury. She's gotten as far as putting a nice breathable atmosphere and temperature and humidity on it, she's just been waiting till she has a look at more demon dimensions she might want to model aspects of the place after before she commits to any architecture or landscaping that would be expensive to replace. It's habitable.

Just boring.

She sits on Mercury and looks at the sky and looks in every few minutes on Ben/Glory.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Ben drives home, takes a shower, and goes to work at the hospital.
eversomuchfun: Leaning casually against a wall. (== night on the town)
Author: eversomuchfun
After an hour, Sherlock appears on Mercury.
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Hi, Sherlock."
eversomuchfun: Looking sideways. (== you will ever lie to me)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Would you like to hear about the Key?"
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Yes, please."
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
"The Key is a kind of magical artifact with no fixed physical form that can be used to open a gate between worlds. Glory's home dimension is unusually difficult to access; she wants to use the Key to go home. The monks we saw were trying to keep it from her, and when she discovered them they cast a spell to hide the Key in the safest place they could think of: under the protection of that undead ex-Slayer with mysterious powers who's been making diplomatic overtures to so many demons lately."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Do we know why they didn't want her to go home?"
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Because once she opens the gate, she is under no obligation to close it, and may instead choose to lead an army of demons out of it and conquer the planet."
cross_and_bow: (distress)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Ah. That would be bad."
eversomuchfun: Upset or uncertain. (>= soul or no soul)
Author: eversomuchfun
"I agree. Not relatedly, Tony wants to know if you'd like someone to talk to about all this."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"That would be spectacular, but I'm skeptical that anyone wants to listen to me unless there is someone I know well enough to pour my heart out to but not well enough that I ever 'mentioned' having a sister." She shakes her head. "Is there a reason to want Glory not to be home that is unrelated to the gate? Like, should I not give her a lift if that seems expedient?"
eversomuchfun: Looking ceilingward. (<= hardly very sensitive of you)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Tony wants to listen to you and has explicitly offered to do so. I suppose it's up to you whether or not you know him well enough. It's possible that if Glory goes home she might make life even more unpleasant for the demons who live there, but it's very unlikely that anyone from that dimension could leave it again without the Key."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"So that's an option if I get a nasty surprise about how difficult she is to manage at some point, I guess. I kind of expect that if I talk to anyone who likes Soph and I'm not self-censoring to the point of rendering the exercise useless they will quietly hate me."
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Tony is not going to hate you."
cross_and_bow: (distress)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Maybe."

Right now she's not sure if her boyfriend hates her.
eversomuchfun: Upset or uncertain. (>= soul or no soul)
Author: eversomuchfun
"I don't hate you either," he adds. "But I'm not the right person for you to talk to about Soph. The situation feels very personal for me in exactly the wrong way."
cross_and_bow: (solemn)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella nods.
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
"But Tony can listen to you, I promise."
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"...Okay."
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun




He hugs her.
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
Hugs.

Check on Ben/Glory.

Teleporting to Tony.
toblameforit: Tucking his shirt in. (-= the definition of reasonable)
Author: toblameforit
Tony is sitting by himself in his room in the original Jarvis.
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"...So apparently you signed up to listen to me process my feelings aloud, but I don't think Jarvis did, and I'm going to wind up saying a lot of things I don't endorse so I'd rather limit the audience."
poeticterms: A microchip with an icon of a graduation cap on it. (^ minerva)
Author: poeticterms
The door closes.

"I won't listen," says Jarvis.
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Okay."

Bella rearranges her hair edgily. "How much did you hear about how Soph and I, er, met?"
toblameforit: Skeptical or questioning. (-= poking your head out of Baker Street)
Author: toblameforit
"Apparently you found her in your room and freaked out and teleported her to Canada?" says Tony.
cross_and_bow: (distress)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Yeah. And I guess she brainphoned Sherlock for help, and - to the extent that there were sides he was not on mine - and I'm talking to you instead of him now because I guess he identifies with her or something? But like - I feel like I've faceplanted into an expectation that I treat my mental opacity like it is the problem here, like, we'd all be a happy Soph-including family if only I'd had the courtesy to be brainwashable? And instead I am the only person I know who has not been brainwashed, and the problem Sherlock chose to address first after concluding that I wasn't crazy was that I wasn't being nice enough. Like - is it just me or is that a complete failure of perspective-taking - what would he do if he woke up one morning and discovered that - I don't know, that his cloning retroactively yielded an extra that everyone remembered but him? Soph was alternately defensive and quiet, I have no actual personal beef with her, but - Sherlock."
toblameforit: Tucking his shirt in. (-= the definition of reasonable)
Author: toblameforit
"Aww, man. It's not your mental opacity that's the problem!" he says. "Do you want me to explain Sherry? I can, I'm good at that."
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Yeah, explain me some Sherlock."
toblameforit: Drinking orange juice from the carton. (+= endeavouring to make breakfast)
Author: toblameforit
"If Sherry woke up one morning and there was an extra clone in the family that everybody remembered but him, he'd get right into figuring out what the hell was going on, but he'd treat the extra guy like family unless he found out he was some kind of camouflaged assassin or something. He empathizes way, way too strongly with the whole 'brand new extra person' situation to do anything else."
cross_and_bow: (distress)
Author: cross_and_bow
"...Okay. I don't know how to do that, though, I'm not Sherlock, I can't derive a reasonable picture of her personality from ten minutes of talking to her and her tacky taste in jewelry, she's not even an alt of Lexi. Soph had the idea that I should act like she's some other Bell's sister, which was a good idea. Which I can do because I met Lexi and didn't find her deeply bewildering. If Lexi were stranded here, I'd know how to react to that - I mean, it'd involve a lot of trying to get her home to Aurora, but I don't imagine anyone would complain about how I treated her in the meantime. But - that isn't what happened. Everyone else changed too. I don't know how much splicing her in has affected your memories or the Jarvises' or Sherlock's - let alone my parents, god, Aurora's on record speculating that she has the worst relationship with her parents of any Bell specifically because she wasn't an only child and it made her neurotic. Do my parents now remember raising a neurotic standoffish child who was never confident that she was loved enough? And I mean, Aurora is noticeably different from the rest of us, she has an exactly standard backstory right up to 'move to Forks, find magic and a significant other' but she still acts - off-center. Not in a bad way but in a different way. I don't expect this to add up to much with people I don't interact with socially on a regular basis, but my parents - And Sherlock! Now he remembers meeting and being interested in and teaching and engaging in Slaying with and - all that - a Bell with a sister. The fact that the Bell he remembers now never existed and I do instead doesn't mean it's really me he remembers. Having a sister a year younger than me would've affected me. I don't know who all the brainwashed people remember. I'm not her. For a distressingly large fraction of all practical purposes, he met me earlier today, in Canada, shouting at his friend."
toblameforit: Skeptical or questioning. (-= poking your head out of Baker Street)
Author: toblameforit
"...Well, first of all, he's off designing a wish right now to get his original memories back without fucking up the new ones," says Tony. "I might do the same thing if he doesn't think it'll mess with my head too badly."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"That helps. He didn't tell me that."
toblameforit: Thoughtful, perhaps mischievous. (+= pretend we're twins)
Author: toblameforit
"Yeah, I figured."
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I'm pretty sure I can't do an equivalent. I don't think I can pull a - variant on Shell Bell's merge with my self-who-never-was. Even if I decided I absolutely, without reservation, wanted to, I think I almost certainly resist mental editing."
toblameforit: Tucking his shirt in. (Default)
Author: toblameforit
Tony shrugs.
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"And of course it wouldn't make sense for Soph - she can't well remember not existing - so she knows someone I am not and could not be even if I wanted to."
toblameforit: Skeptical or questioning. (-= poking your head out of Baker Street)
Author: toblameforit
"I think Sherry said something about - alternate pastwatching?" he says. "So you could find all that stuff out."
cross_and_bow: (distress)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Yeah. Now I have homework. And - it's a lot of homework, it's seventeen years of homework, I can watch most of it at greater than the original speed and I can skip over parts where we're just sleeping in our twee little bunk beds and so on, but if I'm at all thorough it's years of homework. And - I asked, I grabbed, responsibility for the whole world. I don't resent having to deal with Glory, or talk to demons, or eventually interface with human governments. I don't resent the obligations that I volunteered for when I helped myself to ludicrous amounts of power. But I resent the - personal imposition. If someone does something and then I have to go kill them or undo it or find their creation a nice quiet subdimension to peacefully live out its days, that's fine, that's part of the job, I signed up for that, I clock in and clock out at highly irregular hours but I can clock out of that. If I even start with Soph I don't get to live with her being my 'sister' some limited number of hours every day, or only when there's a crisis, or only when I feel like it, and I didn't sign up for that and I am not used to it from earliest toddlerhood and that's my life and I want to decide what goes in it without demands like that. Like, at least if Renée and Charlie improbably had a baby right now, I would get used to the baby from a starting point where its primary needs involved its physical safety and we'd work out our more complicated interactions over a longer period of time, from scratch, bit by bit. Soph already has some set of expectations for how having a sister works for her, and what if I hate it, what if I do all my homework and whatever she remembers only works if I'm a year old when I first encounter her and she's little and cute at the time?"
toblameforit: Drinking orange juice from the carton. (+= endeavouring to make breakfast)
Author: toblameforit
"Then you both have to deal with that," he says. "There's not always a perfect answer. You just... have to do the best you can with what you've got."
cross_and_bow: (solemn)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Maybe. It's very tempting to just give up. Not bother. Wish Soph the best of luck, act extremely awkward around Charlie and Renée, get on with my life. Move officially out of Twee Bunkbed Room and be out of her way, Sherlock can pass her coins under the table if he wants, he's the one who makes them. Screw the homework, I have a world to patch and a Mercury palace to design, you know? Except I'm pretty sure if I did that I wouldn't have a boyfriend any more and that is not helping me evaluate the possibility on its own merits or dismerits."
toblameforit: Surprised or wary. (-= how do you do that?)
Author: toblameforit
"...Well... I haven't actually talked to Sherry about that, and I'm not saying it wouldn't throw him because it really would, but I'm pretty sure he wouldn't just dump you over it."
cross_and_bow: (distress)
Author: cross_and_bow
"He wouldn't be happy," Bella says. "I guess if he's gone this long without dumping me he probably isn't going to, but - ugh, sometimes I feel like our entire relationship is a string of new reasons to be tense and uncomfortable. This wouldn't help. But I'm not sure if that's even a good reason to consider being all - sisterly, with Soph."
toblameforit: Thoughtful, perhaps mischievous. (+= pretend we're twins)
Author: toblameforit
"Could you think about the other reasons and then come back to that one?" he suggests.
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Yeah, I guess." She sits back in her chair. "So there's Soph herself, who near as I can tell is an innocent victim of sorts, who does not deserve to go through the subjective experience of losing her sister, and whose actual - so to speak - sister I have no hope of producing from the depths of Downside Jane or no Jane. She's probably entitled to some attention from me on that basis alone, but I don't know her well enough to know how to do that short of actually doing my seventeen-years-of-homework bit - which even if I decide to do it, I can't do it instantaneously, so there's the question of how to act in the meanwhile. There's Renée and Charlie - I don't even know whether to tell them that their younger daughter is an extremely convincing fiction."
toblameforit: Skeptical or questioning. (-= poking your head out of Baker Street)
Author: toblameforit
"Yeah, I can't help with the parents," he says wryly.
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I mean, I could leave that up to her, consider her in the metaphorical closet about being what she is, but I don't know how good her judgment is."
toblameforit: Tucking his shirt in. (-= the definition of reasonable)
Author: toblameforit
"Which is something you could find out by doing your homework," he says. "I mean, or asking somebody who knows her, but I don't know if you want to trust somebody else's judgment about her judgment, and I don't know her that well."
cross_and_bow: (Default)
Author: cross_and_bow
"It's a lot of homework," mutters Bella. "Also I have to figure out how to go about it. Learning to read my own notebook cipher and counterfactual pastwatching will do reasonably well up to the point where we got the brainphone, but after that for a complete picture I'm going to have to read my counterfactual mind, and I'm - well, for one thing I'm not sure how the fact that these events never happened will interact with the fact that even in the false history I was mentally opaque, and for another I'm not sure how I feel about reading somebell else's mind whether she really existed or not. Like, she didn't walk around doing things, but the things she would have done have had effects on you and Sherlock and Soph and Charlie and Renée and so on."
toblameforit: Thoughtful, perhaps mischievous. (+= pretend we're twins)
Author: toblameforit
"Sure," says Tony. "I guess you kind of have to figure that out for yourself. But I mean... she is kind of you, isn't she? In more ways than alts usually are? It's almost like that thing with Shell Bell."
cross_and_bow: (distress)
Author: cross_and_bow
"If she were around, we'd be talking mergers. This isn't a merger, it's a - cannibalization."
toblameforit: Surprised or wary. (-= how do you do that?)
Author: toblameforit
"Well, she's not around, and you can't - wait. Can you make her be around?"
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella blinks at him.

"I don't know whether I love that idea or hate it."
toblameforit: Striving for innocence. (+= wanna do my homework for me?)
Author: toblameforit
"I definitely can't help you there."
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I'll need to think about it. I guess it's an option."
toblameforit: Tucking his shirt in. (-= the definition of reasonable)
Author: toblameforit
"It is!"
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"What's Soph even like?" Bella asks, closing her eyes.
toblameforit: Skeptical or questioning. (-= poking your head out of Baker Street)
Author: toblameforit
"Um... she plays softball," he offers.
cross_and_bow: (eyeroll)
Author: cross_and_bow
That was not the kind of information Bella was looking for. "You and her don't really hang out, huh."
toblameforit: Thoughtful, perhaps mischievous. (+= pretend we're twins)
Author: toblameforit
"We do some. But I don't know her that well. I mean, I like her! I just don't have, like, a list of her characteristics on file somewhere."
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I guess that's fair."
toblameforit: Tucking his shirt in. (Default)
Author: toblameforit
He shrugs.
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Do you remember me getting along with her okay, though?"
toblameforit: Drinking orange juice from the carton. (+= endeavouring to make breakfast)
Author: toblameforit
"Yeah. You guys were fine."
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Like - you've met Aurora and Lexi, right, can you compare?"
toblameforit: Skeptical or questioning. (-= poking your head out of Baker Street)
Author: toblameforit
"I dunno," he says. "Maybe not as close?"
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Makes sense, I guess, they're twins."
toblameforit: Tucking his shirt in. (Default)
Author: toblameforit
"Yeah."
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I really appreciate you listening to me."
toblameforit: Smiling a little bit. (*= you jerk! :D)
Author: toblameforit
"Anytime."
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I think I'm out of things to say. I just need to think, I guess, and - meet Soph."
toblameforit: Thoughtful, perhaps mischievous. (+= pretend we're twins)
Author: toblameforit
He nods.
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella hugs him.
toblameforit: Smiling affectionately or smugly. (*= recent successes)
Author: toblameforit
He hugs back.
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
That's good, it'd be pretty awkward otherwise.

Bella teleports to Mercury, for lack of any better ideas.

[Talked to Tony,] she reports to Sherlock.
eversomuchfun: Looking ceilingward. (<= hardly very sensitive of you)
Author: eversomuchfun
[Any conclusions?]
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
[He had the idea of wishing up the Bella who you guys all remember, and pulling a Shell Bell therewith. I'm thinking about it.]
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
[I've already done something similar, although I didn't instantiate the extra self first.]
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
[I'd have to, I can't just edit my memories. How's the - pseudomerger - treating you?]
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
[Better than any of the altrnatives. A little strange. The two continuities correspond remarkably well.]
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
[So I wasn't that different? I'd expect to have been different. More Aurora-y.]
eversomuchfun: Looking ceilingward. (<= hardly very sensitive of you)
Author: eversomuchfun
[Virtually identical,] he says.
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
[I guess the spell was trying to be conservative about making changes and sacrificed a little realism, if not enough for you to notice it.]
eversomuchfun: Smiling, perhaps falsely. (!= oh yes—hilarious)
Author: eversomuchfun
[I invite you to argue with your proposed fork about how realistic she is.]
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
[Do you not have fabricated memories of hearing me talk about - I mean, I would've compared and contrasted with Aurora, did I counterfactually say anything about that?]
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
[You did. Apparently your parents picked favourites and that was the key difference.]
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
[I guess that'd do it. I don't like it, but at least it's not what Aurora got.]
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
[Which parent now remembers liking me noticeably less than Soph, or didn't I say?]
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
[Your mother.]
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
[Okay then.] Bella sighs.
eversomuchfun: Leaning casually against a wall. (Default)
Author: eversomuchfun


Sherlock appears.
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Hi."
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Do you want a hug?"
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Yes. Please."
eversomuchfun: Looking sideways. (== you will ever lie to me)
Author: eversomuchfun
Hug.
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
Snuggle.

"How're you feeling?"
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Suspending a lot of reactions until things have settled out a bit."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"...Why?"
eversomuchfun: Looking ceilingward. (<= hardly very sensitive of you)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Because it's easier that way."
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Does that mean you don't have advice for me?"
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Advice about what, specifically?"
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
"How I should handle Soph. I haven't definitely decided to fork. It might not even work."
eversomuchfun: Looking sideways. (== you will ever lie to me)
Author: eversomuchfun
"If you can fork and then merge, I think that will probably end up being the best outcome."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"...I am not one hundred percent sure my fork would want to merge with me. It's not like Shell Bell where one of the forks was clearly not capable of managing alone."
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
"My best guess is that she would, but it's only a guess."
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Yeah, that's about where I'm at. There's also the possibility that I can make her exist but can't merge with her even if she's up for it. Shell Bell has no native opacity; I do."
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
"And of course, we can't consult any of the available fortune tellers."
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Right." Bella nibbles her lip, then goes and gets her crystal ball and reappears with it, cradling it in both hands.

It shows one of her, then two of her; they stare at each other, perhaps brainphoning; there is the one of her.

"Crystal ball suggests I can," she says.
eversomuchfun: Looking ceilingward. (<= hardly very sensitive of you)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Do we trust the crystal ball? I am inclined to trust the crystal ball."
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
"In the absence of being able to ask Mary or Alice, or even consult Glass or Lazarus about how my opacity works, I think trusting the crystal ball is the best bet." She looks up at Mercury's sky; during the day it's a pleasant lilac but right now, where she is, it's nighttime. "It'd be a big change, though."
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Yes, I suppose it would."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I should probably get to know Soph. As just-me. That'll help. Do you know how she's holding up, have you been talking to her?"
eversomuchfun: Leaning casually against a wall. (Default)
Author: eversomuchfun
He shakes his head.
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
"...Has anybody been talking to her? She probably needs someone to talk to at least as badly as I did."
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
"She claimed to have collected an adequate supply of hugs, last I heard."
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Not so much a talking-through-her-feelings person? What's she like?"
eversomuchfun: Upset or uncertain. (>= soul or no soul)
Author: eversomuchfun
"She is like herself. I'm not especially good at describing personalities," says Sherlock.
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I asked Tony and he told me she plays softball," sighs Bella.
eversomuchfun: Smiling slightly. (!= merely an abomination of nature)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Decently well, too."
cross_and_bow: (smirk)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella snorts.
eversomuchfun: Grinning or laughing. (!= all the way to the kettle)
Author: eversomuchfun
He laughs.
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"D'you want to - introduce me to her?"
eversomuchfun: Leaning casually against a wall. (Default)
Author: eversomuchfun
"I'm not sure what I could add to the situation," he says, "but if you want me to, yes."
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I don't know what you'd add to the situation either, but it's probably less awkward than me teleporting into her room and being like 'so... hi.'"
eversomuchfun: Looking ceilingward. (<= hardly very sensitive of you)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Granted. All right."
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
But first, hugs.
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
Yes. Those.
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella teleports the both of them to Soph.
keyed_up: (in situ)
Author: keyed_up
Soph is indeed in the room with the bunkbeds, eating directly from a pint of ice cream. The ice cream appears to be helping.
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Hello," says Sherlock.
keyed_up: (Default)
Author: keyed_up
"Hi, guys," says Soph, when she has finished her spoonful. "Uh, how's tricks?"
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella snorts. "Tricks are about as good as could be expected. Tony had an idea. But I'm not sure yet if I want to implement it. You know how Shell Bell forked and merged?"
keyed_up: (sic my sister on you)
Author: keyed_up
"Yeah?"
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I could - whip up a custom fork, sort of, one who has the memories the spell was supposed to put in me. And splice with her."
keyed_up: (remember being loved)
Author: keyed_up
"...That'd be. Weird? But maybe not as weird as having you not remember me at all."
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Apparently Sherlock's memories match up pretty closely, but he would've only known you since March and only through me, so. I'm looking at a bigger shift. And..." She shrugs, shifting her weight. "I don't know who I'd be shifting for. I don't know you yet."
keyed_up: (but i remember it)
Author: keyed_up
"I'm..." Soph shrugs. "I'm not nearly as interesting as you are? I play softball," she offers.
cross_and_bow: (pleased)
Author: cross_and_bow
...Juliet sporfles.
eversomuchfun: Grinning or laughing. (!= all the way to the kettle)
Author: eversomuchfun
Sherlock cracks up.
keyed_up: (flesh and blood)
Author: keyed_up
"What, what'd I say?"
cross_and_bow: (smirk)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I asked Tony what you were like. He said you played softball."
keyed_up: (the good parts)
Author: keyed_up
"Pffff."
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Seriously though."
keyed_up: (but i remember it)
Author: keyed_up
"I'm..." Soph shrugs. "I try to be nice, I try to be smart, I'm not as - as verbal as you are, I think I'm more social, I have a bunch of school friends who don't know about magic and stuff... um, you didn't have any trouble getting me to move here, when Mom got married... I don't call them by their first names when they're not listening except sometimes to you? And I sometimes greet people by saying 'how's tricks' and I can't remember where I picked it up."
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
"What do you do in your spare time, besides play softball?"
keyed_up: (in situ)
Author: keyed_up
"I used to be into whatever Renée was into, I'd follow her to whatever church she was going to or work on whatever craft she was halfway through. Lately I've mostly been just doing - school stuff, hanging out with my friends, listening to you talk about all the demons you're meeting."
cross_and_bow: (checkout)
Author: cross_and_bow
"What do you want to do when you grow up?" asks Bella.
keyed_up: (powers that be)
Author: keyed_up
"I haven't decided! I dunno, it always looked like I'd wind up working for you in some capacity, right, but I really don't know, maybe I'd like to be a journalist."
cross_and_bow: (checkout)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Did you ever talk to James about working for me in some capacity?"
keyed_up: (in situ)
Author: keyed_up
"No, never got around to it."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"What do you remember talking to me about? What did - do - what would we have - What do we do together?"
keyed_up: (Default)
Author: keyed_up
"You do most of the talking," shrugs Soph. "Sometimes I, like, come up with useful metaphors. You talk to me a lot actually. I'm a pretty good listener, I dunno if I'm as good as Tony but you - knew me better. We'd do all kinds of random stuff. Sometimes you'd watch movies with me, I like movies... after you got Slayer powers I dragged you to a bunch of stuff like ice skating, weekends during the day..."
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"...Which periods of time I guess I had free because you were helping me cross the town?"
keyed_up: (little sis)
Author: keyed_up
"Yeah. You wouldn't let me out at night, though. Well, I mean. You explained that I shouldn't follow you and why."
eversomuchfun: Smiling slightly. (!= merely an abomination of nature)
Author: eversomuchfun
Sherlock smiles.
keyed_up: (flesh and blood)
Author: keyed_up
"'Cause I might have met something dangerous," Soph adds, pointing at Sherlock.
cross_and_bow: (pleased)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella laughs. "Hey, he had me good and spooked the first time I ran into him, and I was the Slayer."
eversomuchfun: Speaking, perhaps impatiently. (>= do I make myself understood?)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Grr," he deadpans.
keyed_up: (little sis)
Author: keyed_up
"Eek, Bella, save me!"
cross_and_bow: (pleased)
Author: cross_and_bow
Bella laughs.
eversomuchfun: Grinning or laughing. (!= all the way to the kettle)
Author: eversomuchfun
Sherlock giggles.