a profusion of whistles | Glowfic Constellation

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Amariah wishes on it.

"The settings on this thing," she says, "are so obviously designed for this extremely specific purpose. This is, what, fifteen different flavors of getting cut?"

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"Yeah, Alice felt they were important distinctions," shrugs Stella.

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"I think we should have sex right now," Petaal declares. "Stella, want in?"

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"No thank you. And I'm not sure I wanna stick around if the conversation's going to stall for the next however long, so, real quick -" She makes them each a bandolier, with some starter coins on Amariah's, and quickly private-brainphones the star secret to Amariah. "Kas, Petaal, don't use stars unless Amariah tells you what I just told her and which not even Alice knows, stars are evil, they'll eat you up and not in a good way," she adds aloud. "Maybe I'll come visit you guys later. I can force the door - Amariah, that's a star, it'll go anywhere you've been before, or at least I think that's how it works."

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"Oh!" exclaims Amariah. "I've been to Juliet's, I can mint Juliet!"

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"If it turns out to work every time instead of being Milliways-obstinate, then yeah," laughs Stella. "You guys have fun. I'll write this up and then I'm heading home."

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Petaal turns lion and headbutts Amariah gently toward a bedroom door.

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Amariah goes where ushered, giggling.

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Stella waves, and writes very fast, and leaves.

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"Let's make hexes," Petaal says cheerfully, shifting male-angel as soon as there is a closed door between her and Stella.

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"Okay," says Amariah. "Flavor choice?"

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"Something sharp," says Kas.

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That leaves fifteen choices. She goes with a metal blade. As though she pulled her dagger and ran him through with it.

Hex is a thousand and up, isn't it?

One thousand triangles of dagger.

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Petaal wraps her arms around Amariah and kisses her.

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