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"Yep!" says Kas. "I've been to this one, I haven't been to that one."

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"That looks like the kind of tree you have the branch from," observes Bell.

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"It is. Cloud-pine," says Isabella.

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"I've got one too," says Petaal, "but it's not here."

"We left it in Isabella's room."
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"Can anybody fly on one of those?" Bell asks.

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"No! I would've mentioned that ages ago. Only witches. Petaal can turn into a witch. She doesn't count to the point of spellcasting, but she can fly."

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"I'd demonstrate," says Petaal, "but I dunno how you feel about naked people."

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"Generally in favor of them having a wall between me and them?" says Bell uncertainly.

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"She could change in one of the bedrooms and I could give her my silks and then I'd be the only person naked," says Isabella. "I don't care - witch thing - and while I don't fully understand what makes you care, maybe it's different if it's me?"

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"If there were more point to the demonstration than I'm aware of there being, then that would work," says Bell, "but is there?"

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"Not really," says Petaal. "Just me showing off. There aren't a lot of daemons who turn into any shape that usually talks."

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"Aren't there? What governs that? Why's Pathalan an owl?"

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"I wanted to be a dragon, or maybe a firefly," says Path. "But witches' daemons have to be birds. I didn't feel like we were a witch until I settled as a bird, and this is the best bird for us. This is the kind of bird we are if we're going to be any bird. Children's daemons can be anything, but most of them aren't very creative," he adds dismissively.

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"You're supposed to settle into a shape that suits your person when they stop being a kid," says Petaal, "but there isn't any one shape that's right for us, so I didn't."

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"How's the profiling coming along?" asks Isabella, peering at the guestbook in Bell's lap.

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"I think I have the template down," says Bell, "but you should look it over." She hands the book to Isabella.

The first page now reads, in tidy and very familiar handwriting:

FULL NAME
Picture
Unique nickname
Species (if something other than garden-variety human, include a name for your variant, in case there are multiple kinds)
Birthplace, including a unique name for your world that you make up
Birth date
Parents' names
Siblings?
The story of your life
Notable friends, allies, non-uses with keys to here
Enemies we should watch out for?
Interesting resources
Current project
Needs/wants?
What else should your alts know about you?
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Kas looks at it over Isabella's shoulder.

"Do you wanna know who your alts are dating and/or fucking?" he wonders. "There's one who's got a me for a boyfriend."
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"I think that would go under notable allies?" says Bell uncertainly. "But if some of us are encountering the same people... I mean, Sherlock comes in boy, if any other mes have met boy Sherlocks then they wouldn't need my particular circumstantial leadup, so that's possible too." She peers between Isabella and Kas. "You aren't dating, are you?" She makes the necessary erasures to add a bit to the allies line about significant other(s); attach a picture so we can check for alts who may not share identical names.

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Kas grins at Isabella and doesn't answer.

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"No, we're friends," says Isabella placidly.

(Path nuzzles her face.)
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"Mhm," he agrees.

Petaal becomes a small fluffy owl of a familiar sort, and he absently gives her scritches.
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Path peers inscrutably at Petaal.

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"What kind of owl is that, anyway? It's so cute," says Bell.

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"Eastern screech, gray morph," says Path.

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Petaal fluffs out her wings and hoots contentedly.

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