beheld_beauty: (Default)
Author: beheld_beauty
Jane's out again.

But at least this time Rose fetched Renée up from Downside first. Renée's been reacquainting herself with life; Charlie has been catching her up. Belle was a small child when her mother died, and her mother has spoken with her a little, but mostly wants to catch up on the past decades from Charlie, who is more or less as she left him.

Today Renée is ready, she says, to meet her son-in-law and grandchildren.

They walk, because why not. Céleste is obliged to leave Rainier at home; creatures more mythical than grandchildren are not for today's revelations for Renée. Renée is living with Charlie, of course, in his cottage that he has allowed Belle to renovate but not expand.

Belle knocks on the door. Charlie opens it, and holds out his arms to solicit hugs from granddaughters. Céleste provides gladly.
mindfields: (② mais oui)
Author: mindfields
Grandhugs!
beheld_beauty: (les yeux)
Author: beheld_beauty
And finally Belle hugs her father, and in they go.

Renée is sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of tea, and she peers with restrained curiosity at Yseult and at Céleste.

"Maman, this is Yseult, and this is Céleste," says Belle, "and of course this is my husband."

"Hello," says Renée with a tentative smile. "Won't you sit down?"
mindfields: (③ beastling)
Author: mindfields
Yseult sits.
deslandes: (⑤ nothing bad coming ⚦)
Author: deslandes
So does Beast.
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 3)
Author: campanas
Céleste considers the available seats, then hops into her papa's lap. "Hello Grandmère," she says. "It is nice to meet you. How is being alive again?"

Renée blinks. "It's - good. A lot to get used to."
mindfields: (⑤ just so)
Author: mindfields
"But plenty of time to get used to it," says Yseult.
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 1)
Author: campanas
"Yes, you can be alive forever now," says Céleste.

"So I'm told," laughs Renée. "Which is nice. There are a lot of places and things I hadn't seen yet."
beheld_beauty: (sourire)
Author: beheld_beauty
"I can take you anywhere you'd like to go. Kemet is nice; my student Luc manages enchanting there. And of course Yseult is old enough to go places without me or her papa, now."
mindfields: (⑥ c'est bien)
Author: mindfields
"I am! There are some beautiful places in the world," says Yseult. (She decides not to mention that she has considered visiting the moon. This isn't the time.)
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 3)
Author: campanas
"Last year we all went to visit the Hauda- the Haudenosaunee," says Céleste. "They live very far away. Maman helped them like she helps everyone."

"I have never heard of them before," remarks Renée.

"They live very far away."
deslandes: (③ have you got the time ⚦)
Author: deslandes
"Very, very far," Beast agrees. "But I like the place they live. It's lovely."
beheld_beauty: (perspicacité)
Author: beheld_beauty
"What did you do there, Belle?" asks Renée.

"I acquired their language and spoke with them and then laid enchantments on some of their villages and crops, and made several of them immortal, although not all. They may want to send me a student if they can find someone with the inclination."
mindfields: (⑨ lumière)
Author: mindfields
"I think it would be nice if you had another student," says Yseult. "If it was a good student."
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 2)
Author: campanas
"It has to be a good student. Luc is good," says Céleste. "Students have to learn the long way around instead of magicking knowing things because Maman has to know they can be trusted."
mindfields: (⑥ c'est bien)
Author: mindfields
"Yes," says Yseult. "It would be no good to anyone if they were a bad student and you had to send them back."
beheld_beauty: (sourire)
Author: beheld_beauty
"I suppose," says Renée. "Since you have so very much magic."

"And with Jane broken again, I am even more limited in my ability to recover from particularly malicious choices another enchanter could make," says Belle. "So, the long way. Luc was a lucky find, and of course I have known Yseult her whole life and therefore she did not have to learn the long way, although the books nonetheless seem to interest her."
mindfields: (① all right)
Author: mindfields
"I like them," she says. "They are very interesting."
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 3)
Author: campanas
"I don't very much," says Céleste. "They are technical and long."
beheld_beauty: (sourire)
Author: beheld_beauty
"You may like them more when you are older," says Belle.
mindfields: (⑤ just so)
Author: mindfields
"It's very possible," says Yseult. "A few years ago I did not like them as much."
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 3)
Author: campanas
"They are dull," says Céleste firmly. "And badly written. I like stories better."
mindfields: (② mais oui)
Author: mindfields
"Well, then perhaps you will not like them when you grow up."
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 1)
Author: campanas
"Perhaps I will not," agrees Céleste airily.
beheld_beauty: (sourire)
Author: beheld_beauty
Renée smiles at her grandchildren.

Belle reaches over the table to pat her mother's hand.
mindfields: (① all right)
Author: mindfields
Yseult smiles back.
beheld_beauty: (à gauche)
Author: beheld_beauty
"There is such an age gap between the two of you," muses Renée. "And you seem to get along very well anyway. Belle, are you thinking of having more?"

"We haven't discussed it," says Belle leaning her head on her husband's shoulder.
deslandes: (① bring back the warmth ⚦)
Author: deslandes
"I think it is a fine idea," says Beast, kissing the top of his wife's head.
mindfields: (③ beastling)
Author: mindfields
"Another little sister? I would like that," says Yseult.
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 1)
Author: campanas
"Sister sister sister!"
beheld_beauty: (sourire)
Author: beheld_beauty
"What makes you so sure it would be a sister?" asks Renée. "Magic of some kind?"

"We cannot in fact be sure, unless, I suppose, we want to use magic of some kind," chuckles Belle.
mindfields: (② mais oui)
Author: mindfields
"I would like a sister," says Yseult. "I wouldn't mind a brother, but I'm not sure I'd know what to do with him." She smiles at Céleste. "I have experience with sisters already."
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 1)
Author: campanas
"And now you want another. That means I am a good sister!" crows Céleste.
mindfields: (② mais oui)
Author: mindfields
"You are a very good sister," says Yseult. "And I love you very much."
beheld_beauty: (soleil)
Author: beheld_beauty
Renée says, "Awww."

Belle grins. "Perhaps another, then. What do you think, mon cœur?"
deslandes: (② but I love this game ⚦)
Author: deslandes
"I think we should do it, ma belle."
beheld_beauty: (sourire)
Author: beheld_beauty
"All right then," grins Belle.

"I think, if it is a girl like your existing girls think," chuckles Renée, "that you should call her Avril, isn't that a pretty name?"

"It is pretty," acknowledges Belle. "But perhaps not a first name. Middle name, maybe."
deslandes: (③ have you got the time ⚦)
Author: deslandes
"Hyacinthe," suggests the Beast. "Hyacinthe Avril Cygne."
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 1)
Author: campanas
"Pretty!" opines Céleste.
beheld_beauty: (soleil)
Author: beheld_beauty
"I like it," laughs Belle.
mindfields: (⑥ c'est bien)
Author: mindfields
"Me too," says Yseult.
beheld_beauty: (sourire)
Author: beheld_beauty
"But what if you have a boy?" asks Renée.

"Oh, I don't know," says Belle. "We'll see. Hyacinthe is unisex, at least."
deslandes: (① bring back the warmth ⚦)
Author: deslandes
"Saves trouble that way," says Beast.
alicornucopia: (Default)
Author: alicornucopia
"I suppose," laughs Renée.
beheld_beauty: (sourire)
Author: beheld_beauty
Belle kisses her husband on the cheek.
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 3)
Author: campanas
"Mushyyyy," accuses Céleste.
deslandes: (① bring back the warmth ⚦)
Author: deslandes
"Yes we are," says Beast, and he kisses Belle back.
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 1)
Author: campanas
"Muuuuushy!" shrieks Céleste, giggling and clapping her hands over her eyes.

"Grownups do that, chérie," says Ranata. She kisses Charlie's temple, and Charlie laughs softly and puts his arm over her shoulders.
mindfields: (① all right)
Author: mindfields
"It is cute," declares Yseult.
beheld_beauty: (perspicacité)
Author: beheld_beauty
"I am so glad you think so," says Belle to her eldest, amused.
mindfields: (③ beastling)
Author: mindfields
She laughs.
beheld_beauty: (sourire)
Author: beheld_beauty
The visit with the rosebuds' grandparents continues with approximately insubstantial chat, Renée progressively more comfortable with her new situation as time wears on.

And then the family goes home to their castle, and Belle gives herself the night off from running around enchanting things, and the rosebuds are left to their own devices.
deslandes: (② but I love this game ⚦)
Author: deslandes
And Beast endeavours to make another rosebud with her.
beheld_beauty: (soleil)
Author: beheld_beauty
Whether they succeed on the first try or the thirty-first is anyone's guess. Belle does not check by magic until other symptoms have appeared.

She proceeds through being a pregnant enchantress, and then there is a little Hyacinthe Avril Cygne.
carillons: (☿3c. observer)
Author: carillons
She is little! And quiet and calm and thoughtful, for the most part, even as a baby. She gets even quieter and thoughtfuller as she grows up.
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 3)
Author: campanas
"What are you thinking about?" Céleste asks her one day.
carillons: (☿3b. with questions)
Author: carillons
"Mice," says Hyacinthe. "They are small and fuzzy."
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 1)
Author: campanas
"Yes. And Rainier eats them sometimes."
carillons: (☿3e. beware)
Author: carillons
"Then I should not have one as a pet," says Hyacinthe. "Unless it was a magic uneatable mouse."
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 3)
Author: campanas
"I can train him not to eat your mouse, if you get a mouse. You could get a mouse with wings!" suggests Céleste.
carillons: (☿3c. observer)
Author: carillons
"What would a mouse do with wings?" wonders Hyacinthe. "I think they might get in the way of its mousiness."
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 1)
Author: campanas
"It would fly with them! There are alts of us who have wings," says Céleste. "They fly with them. They have them because their alt of Maman has wings."
carillons: (☿3c. observer)
Author: carillons
"People with wings is okay," says Hyacinthe. "I am not sure about mice with wings."
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 3)
Author: campanas
"Why? It'd be cute!"
carillons: (☿3e. beware)
Author: carillons
"What if the mouse did not like its wings? Then it would not be cute," she says. "It would be sad."
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 3)
Author: campanas
"Why wouldn't it like them? Maman could make a pet mouse with wings from scratch like Rainier, she wouldn't have to give them to a mouse that didn't want them."
carillons: (☿3e. beware)
Author: carillons
"I don't know," says Hyacinthe. "But I would worry about the mouse."
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 1)
Author: campanas
"Awww," says Céleste, and she hugs her.
carillons: (☿3b. with questions)
Author: carillons
Hyacinthe hugs back.
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 3)
Author: campanas
"Do you want a pet mouse without any wings?"
carillons: (☿3c. observer)
Author: carillons
"I'm not sure," she says. "I will think about it some more."
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 1)
Author: campanas
Céleste nods. "D'you want to go fly around?"
carillons: (☿3b. with questions)
Author: carillons
"I don't think so. I will stay here and think about mice."
campanas: (secondborn belljokes 3)
Author: campanas
"Okay," says Céleste, and she launches herself out of a pretty stained-glass window that opens at her approach, falls until the last minute, and then zooms off into the sky.
carillons: (☿3a. because of fun)
Author: carillons
Hyacinthe watches her go, with a little smile.

And then she returns to thinking about mice.

They are fuzzy, and small.
beheld_beauty: (sourire)
Author: beheld_beauty
Belle wanders by not long after, eating a pear. "Hello, Hyacinthe. How are you?"
carillons: (☿3b. with questions)
Author: carillons
"Do you think a mouse with wings would be happy? I think they might get in the way," she says.
beheld_beauty: (les yeux)
Author: beheld_beauty
"I don't think they would get in the way for a well-designed winged mouse."
carillons: (☿3c. observer)
Author: carillons
"How would you design a good one?"
beheld_beauty: (perspicacité)
Author: beheld_beauty
"I would think about how mice are shaped, and how wings work. I already did some of the thinking about how wings work when I made Rainier for Céleste."
carillons: (☿3b. with questions)
Author: carillons
"Could you design a good winged mouse, and show me, but not make an alive one yet?"
beheld_beauty: (sourire)
Author: beheld_beauty
"Of course. What color would you like your not-alive-yet winged mouse?"
carillons: (☿3c. observer)
Author: carillons
"Grey," says Hyacinthe.
beheld_beauty: (perspicacité)
Author: beheld_beauty
"All over?"
carillons: (☿3c. observer)
Author: carillons
She nods.
beheld_beauty: (sourire)
Author: beheld_beauty
"All right." Belle thinks about mice, and spends a pentagon, and eventually she has the requisite skeleton alterations picked out. She conjures up an illusion of a dove-grey mouse with a twelve-inch feathery wingspan.
carillons: (☿3b. with questions)
Author: carillons
"Pretty," says Hyacinthe.
beheld_beauty: (soleil)
Author: beheld_beauty
"Yes."

The illusion mouse flaps, then folds, its soft grey wings.
carillons: (☿3a. because of fun)
Author: carillons
Hyacinthe smiles.
beheld_beauty: (perspicacité)
Author: beheld_beauty
Belle dismisses it. "You may have one if you like, although you would need to look after it as Céleste does with Rainier."
carillons: (☿3c. observer)
Author: carillons
"How do you look after a mouse with wings?"
beheld_beauty: (les yeux)
Author: beheld_beauty
"You would need to feed it - mice can eat most anything and so could one with wings - and make sure it had water and exercise. I would make it so it would be okay if it got lost - in case one day you don't want it anymore and you set it loose - but if you do lose it, you won't have it."
carillons: (☿3c. observer)
Author: carillons
"How do I not lose it?"
beheld_beauty: (Default)
Author: beheld_beauty
"You could put a little leash on it, or train it to come when you call it, or keep it in a cage most of the time."
carillons: (☿3c. observer)
Author: carillons
Hyacinthe thinks about this.
beheld_beauty: (perspicacité)
Author: beheld_beauty
"Rainier comes when Céleste calls him and he's also much larger than a mouse, so he would be harder to lose."
carillons: (☿3e. beware)
Author: carillons
"A mouse with wings shouldn't be in a cage," she says. "And I don't think a leash would be very nice either. But I don't know how to make a mouse come when I call it."
beheld_beauty: (les yeux)
Author: beheld_beauty
"I could enchant it that way. If you want to train it, then you will need to do something else in the meantime while it is still being trained."
carillons: (☿3c. observer)
Author: carillons
"I will think about it," Hyacinthe decides.
beheld_beauty: (sourire)
Author: beheld_beauty
"All right." Belle pets her hair. "Anything else on your mind apart from winged mice?"
carillons: (☿3a. because of fun)
Author: carillons
Hyacinthe shakes her head and hugs her Maman.
beheld_beauty: (soleil)
Author: beheld_beauty
Hugs!
carillons: (☿3a. because of fun)
Author: carillons
Hugs.

"I love you, Maman."
beheld_beauty: (sourire)
Author: beheld_beauty
"I love you too, Hyacinthe."
carillons: (☿3b. with questions)
Author: carillons
Snuggy hugs!

Over the ensuing months, Hyacinthe continues to think about winged mice. She does not ask for one, not even for her sixth birthday.

A week after she turns six, she is walking through the castle lost in thought, and when she looks up she is not in the castle at all.
she_sells_seashells: (becalmed)
Author: she_sells_seashells
And here are eight of her maman.
thaumobabble: (jinxes)
Author: thaumobabble
One double-takes at her.
carillons: (☿3a. because of fun)
Author: carillons
"Hello, mamans!" says Hyacinthe.
thaumobabble: (counterspell)
Author: thaumobabble
"Hi, um, alt of Ariel," says Glass, who hasn't seen Ariel in person but is guessing from attractors.
giftedandtalented: (Default)
Author: giftedandtalented
"That's an Ariel? Aww," says Tab.
cross_and_bow: (smirk)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Rose's?" says Juliet, inspecting Hyacinthe's world signature via her torchabling power.
carillons: (☿3c. observer)
Author: carillons
"My maman is Belle Cygne and I am Hyacinthe Avril Cygne," says Hyacinthe. "Who are you, besides more mamans?"
incanted: (keen)
Author: incanted
"We are," says Aurora, and she points with every name, "Aurora, Juliet, Shell Bell, Tab - she's new, you won't have heard of her - Stella, Golden, Pattern - that's Pattern's boyfriend Ripper - and Glass. We're collecting all of us to sync up the worlds again. Wanna take us home with you?"
carillons: (☿3c. observer)
Author: carillons
She peers at all of them, especially Ripper because he is not a maman.

"What is a boyfriend?"
bellfounding: (Default)
Author: bellfounding
Pattern says, "We're together, like your parents, except we aren't married."
carillons: (☿3c. observer)
Author: carillons
"Oh," says Hyacinthe. She nods. "Okay. Would you like to see Maman now?"
luminous_regnant: (fine)
Author: luminous_regnant
"Yes, please."
carillons: (☿3c. observer)
Author: carillons
She turns around back the way she came, and opens the door, and leads many mamans (and one boyfriend) through it.
she_sells_seashells: maybe (Default)
Author: she_sells_seashells
[Rose!] calls Shell Bell, with Hyacinthe and the other two rosebuds and Beast and all the Bells and Ripper conferenced in. [We have an alternative timesyncing solution and then we're going to see if we can fetch the welcome committee.]
beheld_beauty: (les yeux)
Author: beheld_beauty
[Oh! Hello, welcome!]
carillons: (☿3b. with questions)
Author: carillons
[I found many mamans,] Hyacinthe contributes. [They were in a place. Now they are here. One of them has a boyfriend.]
deslandes: (③ have you got the time ⚦)
Author: deslandes
[A boyfriend?] says Beast.
bellfounding: (bored)
Author: bellfounding
[I was out for sixteen years,] says Pattern. [It happens. Beast, Ripper; Ripper, Beast.]
giftedandtalented: (talent)
Author: giftedandtalented
[And a new Bell. I am novel and exciting and come bearing the alternative timesyncing solution. I'll just stick it in your Janepoint if you don't mind.]
beheld_beauty: (soleil)
Author: beheld_beauty
[Yes, please.]
tearingup: (⑤ deny mercy)
Author: tearingup
[Hi, Beast,] says Ripper. [I've heard about you.]
deslandes: (④ is it my body ⚦)
Author: deslandes
[Have you,] says Beast. [Pattern, may I borrow your boyfriend please? I will return him in good condition.]
bellfounding: (fretting)
Author: bellfounding
[Ripper, you want to hang out here with Beast or come with us to Samaria? Shell Bell can swing by to pick you up on our way home.]
she_sells_seashells: tricky (tricky)
Author: she_sells_seashells
[Well, that depends on what, exactly, got the welcoming committee stuck. But certainly I will if I can.]
tearingup: (④ welcome consequences)
Author: tearingup
[Eh, it's not like I'll be much use if you run into something nasty out there.] He gives Pattern a hug and a chocolate-flavoured kiss. "Good luck," he murmurs.
giftedandtalented: (Default)
Author: giftedandtalented
Meanwhile, Tab has finished installing the Kersible.
bellfounding: (aww)
Author: bellfounding
Pattern kisses her boyfriend and hugs him tight. "Have fun," she murmurs back, "we'll be back in just a little while, only Samaria and New Bell's World left to go."
self_composed: (Default)
Author: self_composed
"Awww."
cross_and_bow: (eyeroll)
Author: cross_and_bow
Juliet starts laughing again.
beheld_beauty: (perspicacité)
Author: beheld_beauty
Rose appears, having bidden her husband and elder daughters goodbye. She kisses Hyacinthe on the forehead. "Shall we?"
she_sells_seashells: maybe (Default)
Author: she_sells_seashells
Shell Bell opens the door again.
tearingup: (② chew on things)
Author: tearingup
Ripper teleports to Beast.
carillons: (☿3b. with questions)
Author: carillons
"Bye, mamans!" says Hyacinthe, waving.
beheld_beauty: (sourire)
Author: beheld_beauty
"Goodbye, Hyacinthe."