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Their Isabella having just gone to welcome a new Bell into the peal, Kas and Petaal snuggle up together and take a nap. They'll want to be well rested for the party.
When they wake up, she still isn't back.
[Jane?]
No response.
Kas teleports down to the Janepoint, Petaal wrapped snake-shaped around his shoulders.
The display reads: error 7788: lycanthropy
"...So that's new," he says.
"No shit," says Petaal. "Now what?"
He shrugs. She coils tighter.
"Hang around and wait, I guess."
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Eventually, Helen turns around in his lap to see who is still there. She's a little red-eyed, but not actively crying.
"How'd you yell like that?" Kaydi asks.
"Like a - a boomy thing."
"I heard it too, it was different," opines Shura.
"Not normal," says Kaydi.
"Not normal," says Kaydi.
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Helen shrugs.
"I didn't do it specially on purpose. I was just - yelling."
"I didn't do it specially on purpose. I was just - yelling."
"Can you do it again?" asks Shura curiously.
"Don't!" says Kaydi, clapping her hands over her ears.
"Don't!" says Kaydi, clapping her hands over her ears.
Kaydi puts her hands down. Lexaryn, on her shoulder as a mouse, chitters.
"What if you did, though?" asks Shura.
"What if you did, though?" asks Shura.
"If you wanted to yell could you do it like that again," says Shura.
Kaydi runs along.
Kaydi runs along.
"Yeah!" says Shura. (Nicoa turns into a box turtle and hides his head in his shell.)
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Helen giggles at Nicoa, and un-sits from Kas's lap, and thinks for a moment, and yells, "I'm yelling for no reason!"
It doesn't come out quite right; she can feel it. She frowns for a moment and then tries again.
"I'm yelling for no reason!"
There it goes. She giggles again.
It doesn't come out quite right; she can feel it. She frowns for a moment and then tries again.
"I'm yelling for no reason!"
There it goes. She giggles again.
Shura laughs and claps.
"What thing is it, though? How do you do it? I'm yelliiiiiing," Shura tries experimentally.
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"I don't know!" she says. "I don't knooooooooooooow..."
This time she does it without the volume, just filling a twenty-foot radius with her ordinary voice.
"Maybe it's magic," she says more normally. "But it's not in the book anywhere."
This time she does it without the volume, just filling a twenty-foot radius with her ordinary voice.
"Maybe it's magic," she says more normally. "But it's not in the book anywhere."
"And you didn't verse it. Have you been eating funny herbs or spilling honey in shapes or something?"
"Then how'd you do it?"
"I don't have a thing like that."