small_magics: (welcome)
Author: small_magics
Aianon has made a plant in the open airless space above the surface of Thilanushinyel. It is a very, very large plant - some dragons will be attending the party, after all, even if Ansharil in particular is going to be assorted small things and stay on Sarion's person the bulk of the time.

The locals will be Sarion, her beloveds, their other beloved, the five conjured dragons (and their Bondmates, where applicable: Virgivere and Lissa), and Liselen - Magania has, as usual, declined, and so far no Bell party has featured Bell parents.

Amariah is bringing her boyfriend and spontaneous daughter and two of the spontaneous daughter's friends, as well as an Alethian instance of the Rupert template.

Shell Bell is bringing Pearl and Screwdriver.

Golden is bringing her usual large contingent, as usual not including her husband but including her daughter and daughter's grown fosterling (the other remaining at home) and his wolf, both mothers-in-law and one father-in-law, adopted siblings, staff members including the Joker and Nathan, and the children of the aforementioned.

Glass is bringing both wives, all three daughters, Kanim, and her cat. She invited Icarin and Valeria, but their parents are not willing to let them gallivant into other worlds unsupervised and had a scheduling conflict.

Stella's bringing a smattering of people including Alice, Anna, Sandy, Libby, Bridget, her college roommate Janine, and Lazarus.

Tab is bringing Aelise (but not Kers) and Luhan.

Etty is bringing only Nona.

Aether, likewise, brings no one but Celo.

Pattern comes with Ripper, Slipstick, Queenie, and Ghosty.

Aegis is accompanied by her four-bodied boyfriend, Merryweather, Whitlock, and Howlett.

Aurora comes with Brilliance, Lexi with her Device Persica, Agent Honey with her Device Adularia, and Beth.

Rose brings her husband and three children and her former apprentice, Luc.

Angela brings her husband, her four children, several of her friends, and some of those friends' children and grandchildren with and without wings. Keziah also brings a friend.

Juliet shows up with Soph, Minus, Red, Giles, James, Virginia, Minnie, Ike, and Val.

Cam brings Jellybean and Tilly and stops there.

And from unBelled worlds hail additional Sherlocks and Tonies, Darcy, Matilda, Pepper, and Eights.
temporal_affairs: (Default)
Author: temporal_affairs
Nathan wandered off while his mate was distracted, and is currently making a curious circuit of the party main room all by himself.
lookingforwardtoit: (2. warning: fun detected)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
There's a couple of familiar faces over there! One of them is slightly more familiar than the other.
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Hi, Eights! Hi, Anna!" (Vampire speed and eyesight means he doesn't miss a beat checking the latter's nametag.)
lookingforwardtoit: (4. my affection)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Hey, Nathan," Eights says cheerfully, hugging him.
temporal_affairs: (mischief)
Author: temporal_affairs
Hug! Eights gets a friendly broken rib for her trouble. "How're you doing?"
lookingforwardtoit: (6. enchanté)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
Awww. Nathan is such a sweetheart. She hugs him tighter, then lets go. "I'm awesome. How're you? How's the boyfriend?"
temporal_affairs: (shiny)
Author: temporal_affairs
"He's doing good, having fun reuniting with all his alts and meeting the new ones. You been up to anything neat?"
lookingforwardtoit: (4. my affection)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Not especially. Chainsaw's still cranky about losing his job, but I'm sure he'll get over himself sometime this century."

"Like sure sure?" says Anna. "I'd've thought it'd take longer."
temporal_affairs: (run that by me again)
Author: temporal_affairs
"I have no tears for him," snorts Nathan.
lookingforwardtoit: (7. pulled it right off)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Nobody does," snorts Anna.

"Well, not for that," says Eights.
temporal_affairs: (heheh)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Have people been generating tears for him for other reasons?"
lookingforwardtoit: (8. like any other)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Before your time," says Eights. "He's had some pretty good reasons to be miserable. Not in the last several thousand, though."
temporal_affairs: (heheh)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Well, that's a long time."
lookingforwardtoit: (4. my affection)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"To some people," says Eights.

"Me among them!" says Anna.

Eights laughs.
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Hey, I'm centuries old, but even with my stint Downside counting I don't approach millenia."
lookingforwardtoit: (3. tell me about it)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"You will eventually," says Eights.
temporal_affairs: (shiny)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Yep. Pretty good deal."
lookingforwardtoit: (Default)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"So have you heard about the dragons?" says Anna.
temporal_affairs: (Default)
Author: temporal_affairs
"I have heard that there are dragons. One of them is an alt of the Joker."
lookingforwardtoit: (7. pulled it right off)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"One of them is an alt of us," says Anna.
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
"That sounds interesting!"
lookingforwardtoit: (4. my affection)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"We haven't met her yet," says Eights.

"Because I'm a coward," says Anna cheerfully. Eights gives her a fond look.
temporal_affairs: (mischief)
Author: temporal_affairs
"What's to be scared of? Even if she was going to chew you up and swallow you I wouldn't expect that to be terribly off-putting, considering."
lookingforwardtoit: (5. watch your step)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Oh, y'know, what if we don't have anything to say to each other, the usual," says Anna.
temporal_affairs: (Default)
Author: temporal_affairs
"The pair of you seem to get along just fine."
lookingforwardtoit: (3. tell me about it)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Yeah," says Eights, "it helps that we're so similar."

"I have no idea what a me who is a dragon would even be like," says Anna.
temporal_affairs: (run that by me again)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Like you, except a dragon, is I think the idea. I don't know that I'll be very helpful; the pair of me, when there was a pair, were a fork and we still didn't get along that well till we merged."
lookingforwardtoit: (4. my affection)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
Eights pats him on the arm.
temporal_affairs: (heheh)
Author: temporal_affairs
"But we got that handled and now I'm fine. And I don't think either of you are mad at your dragon alt for putting the moves on your boyfriend, am I right?"
lookingforwardtoit: (1. laughing all the way)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"No," snorts Eights. Anna giggles.
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
"So you are quite without my problem."
lookingforwardtoit: (2. warning: fun detected)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Very," they agree simultaneously.
temporal_affairs: (run that by me again)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Has this one got a Chainsaw-alt associated with her?"
lookingforwardtoit: (8. like any other)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Yeah," says Anna. "Sandy's met him. He's an elf. They haven't met each other, though."
temporal_affairs: (Default)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Huh, an elf. I don't know what conclusions to draw from that."
lookingforwardtoit: (3. tell me about it)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"He has pointy ears and doesn't like questions," says Anna. "And he's a lot like Sandy but less happy."
temporal_affairs: (run that by me again)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Aww."
lookingforwardtoit: (5. watch your step)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Which kind of makes him the opposite of Chainsaw," says Eights. "Thankfully. I think one Chainsaw is enough."
temporal_affairs: (Default)
Author: temporal_affairs
"I could not agree more."
lookingforwardtoit: (4. my affection)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
Eights smiles fondly at him.
thaumobabble: (Default)
Author: thaumobabble
Glass appears. "Green," she says to Nathan, "and, purples."
lookingforwardtoit: (a. sensual uncertainty)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"...Eh?" says Anna.
thaumobabble: (divination)
Author: thaumobabble
"Sorry - I've discovered that templates fall into one of two categories, which we're calling 'moieties', one green, one purple. You guys are purple. Nathan is green. Jokers are purple, Bells are green, I haven't sorted everybody yet though."
lookingforwardtoit: (4. my affection)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Well okay then," says Eights.

"Which one's Sandy?" says Anna.
thaumobabble: (cantrip)
Author: thaumobabble
"I haven't checked him yet. Also, we don't know what, if anything, these categories mean."
lookingforwardtoit: (7. pulled it right off)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Well that's useful," says Anna.
thaumobabble: (invocation)
Author: thaumobabble
"Isn't it just? I can go check Sandy real quick if you're curious."
lookingforwardtoit: (2. warning: fun detected)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Yes please," says Anna.
thaumobabble: (Default)
Author: thaumobabble
"Sure."

Pop. Glass goes and finds Sandy.
lookingforwardtoit: (b. just another day)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
While she is doing that, Eights says, "Hey Anna, could you fix my rib?"

"You can't fix it yourself?"

Eights shrugs. "It's not bugging me enough to be worth a torch."

"...yyyyyes, but... wait, do you mean you're not minted? I thought for sure you were," says Anna, blinking. "That's so weird, why not?"
temporal_affairs: (run that by me again)
Author: temporal_affairs
"The Bells mostly seem to mint people who'll work for them. Or date them, in some cases."
thaumobabble: (illusion)
Author: thaumobabble
Glass reappears. "Sandy's purple, and surprisingly unfazed about having me appear to him and suddenly name a color."
lookingforwardtoit: (3. tell me about it)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Well, I'm not a Bell," Anna is saying as Glass arrives.

"Does this mean Chainsaw is also purple?" says Eights. She touches the site of the formerly broken rib and smiles. "Ooh, thanks, Anna."
thaumobabble: (invocation)
Author: thaumobabble
"Yeah, templates are all within the same moiety. I actually started noticing this when I spotted two people whose templates are not identical but are unusually close together, standing near each other. What about you not being a Bell?"
lookingforwardtoit: (7. pulled it right off)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
Eights laughs.

"Apparently nobody's minted Eights yet? I'm gonna fix that," says Anna.
thaumobabble: (dweomer)
Author: thaumobabble
"Uh," says Glass, "in this particular case I'm not aware of any reason not to except a vague nervousness about her hanging out with Chainsaw, but in general don't just up and mint people without checking with some Bell, in your case Stella will usually be handiest."
lookingforwardtoit: (c. let's hear it)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Seriously? She's Eights," says Anna.

Eights shrugs.
thaumobabble: (jinxes)
Author: thaumobabble
"And you can mint her, as long as she's not going to mint Chainsaw or give him coins," says Glass, "but that's her, in particular. Don't just mint all your friends."
lookingforwardtoit: (7. pulled it right off)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"What are you on," says Anna. Eights becomes minted.
thaumobabble: (dweomer)
Author: thaumobabble
"Did Stella actually hire you without warning you about not minting people?"
lookingforwardtoit: (d. are you trying to hurt me?)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"No," says Anna. "Which is why I find it weird and kind of insulting that you're telling me it's okay to mint Eights but I shouldn't do it to just anybody, like wanting to mint my alt who has spent more time being a Downside contractor than the Bells have collectively been alive somehow means I'm going to start flinging hexes at people I pass in the street?"
thaumobabble: (hexes)
Author: thaumobabble
"Some templates vary more than others and Bells are holding some information that doesn't necessarily percolate to everybody for assorted reasons. And I don't know you and Stella's not here, and I can't tell by looking if your algorithm is 'she asked nicely' or 'if one member of a template is minted they all should be' or 'I felt like it' or what you said."
lookingforwardtoit: (9. more than you'd believe)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Okay," says Anna. "Well, next time, try leading with the part about Bells having secret information nobody knows about, because that actually makes sense. Let's go meet our dragon alt, Eights."

She heads for the nearest dragon-sized doorway. Eights doesn't follow immediately.
thaumobabble: (spellbound)
Author: thaumobabble
Glass shakes her head, shoots an apologetic look at Eights, and moves on.
temporal_affairs: (Default)
Author: temporal_affairs
Nathan takes a couple steps following Anna, waiting for Eights.
lookingforwardtoit: (8. like any other)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
She starts walking as soon as he does.
temporal_affairs: (run that by me again)
Author: temporal_affairs
"You guys okay?" he asks, once they're all moving as a group.
lookingforwardtoit: (7. pulled it right off)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Annoyed but fine," says Anna. Eights just shrugs; she seems unaffected.
temporal_affairs: (heheh)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Minting has got a lot more casual over time. When Golden imported the Joker it was this complicated negotiation with a precog and Stella."
lookingforwardtoit: (8. like any other)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Well, and the Joker was under some kind of suspicion at the time, wasn't he?" says Eights.
temporal_affairs: (oh dear lord)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Stella had stranded him on an asteroid for terrorism."
lookingforwardtoit: (7. pulled it right off)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"That's a kind of suspicion!" says Anna.
temporal_affairs: (sideeyeing that)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Sort of, yeah."
lookingforwardtoit: (8. like any other)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"He's seemed like a total sweetheart the times I've met him," says Anna.

"People are complicated," says Eights.
temporal_affairs: (run that by me again)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Jokers more than some. Now new Jokers are minted as a matter of course, but I'm not actually sure how much of that is because the Bells couldn't stop the minted Jokers from doing it if they wanted to."
lookingforwardtoit: (b. just another day)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
Anna snorts. Eights pats her on the shoulder.

"So," says Anna, stopping midway between the enormous archway and the edge of the enormous platform. "How do we tell which one's an us?"
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
"I don't know. Do you think she does?" He scans the visible dragons. "Have you guys got a template color scheme?"
lookingforwardtoit: (5. watch your step)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
Eights produces a square: white, with liquidy red streaks like smears of stylized blood.

"So, red and white," says Anna.
temporal_affairs: (heheh)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Then - maybe that's her?" he says, pointing.
lookingforwardtoit: (4. my affection)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Ooh," says Anna.

Eights waves.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
The indicated dragon circles closer.
temporal_affairs: (run that by me again)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Hi!" calls Nathan. "We think you might be their alt!"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Ooh," says the dragon. She lands on the edge of the platform. "Hi! I'm Arianna. Who're you?"
lookingforwardtoit: (3. tell me about it)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Anna," says Anna.

"Eights," says Eights.
temporal_affairs: (heheh)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Well, that sounds like a suspiciously alty name, Arianna."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"How come yours doesn't fit?" she asks Eights.
lookingforwardtoit: (4. my affection)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"I used to be an Anna too, actually, but then I died."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"You don't look very dead," Arianna observes.
temporal_affairs: (mischief)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Dead people don't, if they hang out with the right people."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"More weird other-world magic stuff?" she guesses.
temporal_affairs: (Default)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Yep."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"There's a lot of that going around."
lookingforwardtoit: (2. warning: fun detected)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Can't argue with that," laughs Anna.
temporal_affairs: (run that by me again)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Are you minted?" Nathan inquires of Arianna.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Yeah!"
temporal_affairs: (Default)
Author: temporal_affairs
"All right, then there will be no further arguments with Bells about that, I guess."
lookingforwardtoit: (Default)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Probably not," Eights agrees.
temporal_affairs: (oh dear lord)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Although isn't there another one of you in Gift? I didn't hear much about the details."
lookingforwardtoit: (5. watch your step)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"I haven't heard much more than that," says Eights.

"She's not here, though, so either she didn't want to come or they didn't want to invite her," says Anna.
temporal_affairs: (Default)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Well, Gift is currently plagued by a Chelsea alt."
lookingforwardtoit: (8. like any other)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Maybe that has something to do with it," says Anna.

"Chelsea?" says Eights.
temporal_affairs: (if i could sleep)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Chelsea was an Aurum-dwelling vampire witch - like myself, but the similarities end there. She worked for the government that Golden usurped by using her magical ability to make people like each other or stop doing it. The Gift one has the same power, amped up."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"...ewwwwwww," says Arianna.
lookingforwardtoit: (Default)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
Her alts both nod agreement.
temporal_affairs: (Default)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Whereas I'm guessing your Gift alt would say 'hey! that's my favorite person you're talking about!', so."
lookingforwardtoit: (5. watch your step)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Yeah," says Anna.

"Is their Chelsea-alt problem going to go away?" wonders Eights.
temporal_affairs: (run that by me again)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Eventually, I assume, the Bells won't tolerate her being a permanent fixture too calmly."
lookingforwardtoit: (b. just another day)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
Eights shrugs. "In that case, I can wait."
temporal_affairs: (Default)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Wait to do what, mint that one?"
lookingforwardtoit: (8. like any other)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"To meet her in general."
temporal_affairs: (run that by me again)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Ah, yeah."
lookingforwardtoit: (b. just another day)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
Eights shrugs. "Somehow I don't think it's going to be that long. At least not by my standards."
temporal_affairs: (if i could sleep)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Probably not. I don't see the Bells rendering Chelsa torchable or anything."
lookingforwardtoit: (a. sensual uncertainty)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"So fifty or a hundred years, not that big a deal," says Eights.
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
Nathan chuckles. "Yeah."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"It's weird hearing that from a human," says Arianna.
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Species has less to do with longevity all the time."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I'm getting that!"
temporal_affairs: (Default)
Author: temporal_affairs
"I was already potentially immortal, but practically speaking no vampires have cleared four millenia."
lookingforwardtoit: (4. my affection)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Pff. Small change," Eights says fondly.
temporal_affairs: (heheh)
Author: temporal_affairs
He elbows her. (Maybe another rib will break, maybe not!)
lookingforwardtoit: (2. warning: fun detected)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
No more than a crack. She giggles.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Arianna looks speculatively at them.
temporal_affairs: (mischief)
Author: temporal_affairs
"What?" asks Nathan.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Didn't that hurt?" she says.
lookingforwardtoit: (3. tell me about it)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Yeah," says Eights.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Arianna grins a dragony grin.

"Is that a template thing?"
lookingforwardtoit: (5. watch your step)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Looks like!" says Anna.
temporal_affairs: (heheh)
Author: temporal_affairs
Nathan laughs. "You're not the only template that does it, either."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Which other ones?" says Arianna.
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Jokers, most notably. I think the Bells who don't have those get their Sherlocks to help, although I don't think it's that extreme in those cases. Stella has Sandy working for her as a mint, I'm not sure whether in his case that's a template thing or an individual trait."
lookingforwardtoit: (4. my affection)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Debatably a template thing," says Eights. "Chainsaw could swing that way, but he wasn't gonna try it while torturers were still a thing. Too easy for something to go wrong. Is it just me or are a lot of these people purple?"
temporal_affairs: (run that by me again)
Author: temporal_affairs
"You know what, all of those people are purple. Huh."
lookingforwardtoit: (b. just another day)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"I wonder," says Eights, "if that is a thing."

"It sure looks like it," says Anna.
temporal_affairs: (heheh)
Author: temporal_affairs
"That seems like a weird thing for templates to cluster around!"
lookingforwardtoit: (3. tell me about it)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Does it?" says Eights.
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Well, I don't have any better ideas, but yes, it does."
lookingforwardtoit: (8. like any other)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"I think I'll tell Glass," says Eights.

[I'm not sure if you've noticed, but it seems like purple people like pain more than green ones.]
thaumobabble: (counterspell)
Author: thaumobabble
[That does seem to be a trend. It's not a perfect trend, though. Matildas are purple and as far as I know that's not a trait they have.]
lookingforwardtoit: (9. more than you'd believe)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
[I wouldn't know; I haven't met one.]
thaumobabble: (spellbound)
Author: thaumobabble
[I'm going to finish sorting people, but after that there'll be a list generally available and we'll see what we can see.]
lookingforwardtoit: (7. pulled it right off)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
[All right,] she says agreeably.
temporal_affairs: (Default)
Author: temporal_affairs
"What's the verdict?" inquires Nathan.
lookingforwardtoit: (5. watch your step)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Definitely a thing, maybe not a thing one hundred percent of the time, she still hasn't sorted everybody," says Eights.

"I still don't see what's so weird about clustering around that," says Anna.

"Me neither."
temporal_affairs: (run that by me again)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Well, what would the greens be clustering around, non-masochism?"
lookingforwardtoit: (7. pulled it right off)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"There's not necessarily an opposite to every possible thing that some people can have in common," says Eights.
temporal_affairs: (heheh)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Well, it's just that there's only two kinds. If there were an entire rainbow it would make more sense, but a bifurcate division..."
lookingforwardtoit: (8. like any other)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"I don't think it's the only difference, but it definitely seems to be a difference," she says. "Anyway, do we know for sure that every single person in every single universe is one of those two things? We only know it about people Glass has looked at so far, and that's not a lot, in comparison."
temporal_affairs: (run that by me again)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Well, no, I suppose she's only checking the party attendees, but we weren't sorted for green-or-purple-moiety-membership ahead of time. She discovered this phenomenon today."
lookingforwardtoit: (b. just another day)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
Eights shrugs.
temporal_affairs: (Default)
Author: temporal_affairs
"It's a mystery, apparently."
lookingforwardtoit: (3. tell me about it)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Yep."