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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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truthwright
"She will come home, right? I've got only your word to go on that she'll be home one day," Ranata says quietly.
truthwright
"I think she will. I hope she will. I don't know if I believe she will, but that's just because fifty years is a long time to me and it's hard to keep waiting."
"Where did she go?"
Ranata sighs.
"Well," she says. "I think I should have Helen here - you can take that time off or stay here too, as you like - at least one week of every month, and one solid month out of every year, does that sound reasonable to you?"
"Well," she says. "I think I should have Helen here - you can take that time off or stay here too, as you like - at least one week of every month, and one solid month out of every year, does that sound reasonable to you?"
truthwright
"...Not really," he says. "I wander around a lot. Coming back here once a month for a week would make it hard to do that."
"I can come pick her up wherever you are," says Ranata. "I don't have a lot of demands on my time, and she's important."
truthwright
He shakes his head.
"I don't mean it would be hard to get here, I mean I'd only ever have her to myself for three weeks at a time and that's not okay. Why not one week every other month? And one month every year."
"I don't mean it would be hard to get here, I mean I'd only ever have her to myself for three weeks at a time and that's not okay. Why not one week every other month? And one month every year."
Ranata nibbles her lip. "...For now. If she likes magic, when she gets old enough to do it, she may want more lessons than that, to keep up with the other little witches."
"All right then," says Ranata. "There's really no good place for a mortal in the enclave, but Charlie's house isn't far, I live there most of the time anyway. Shall we go introduce Helen to her grandpa?"
Ranata leads the way through the air to the house in Forks where Isabella grew up.
Inside, there are pictures of her everywhere.
Charlie's sitting at the kitchen table with a jigsaw puzzle, and apparently Ranata's already briefed him about Helen, because he says, "This must be Helen."
Inside, there are pictures of her everywhere.
Charlie's sitting at the kitchen table with a jigsaw puzzle, and apparently Ranata's already briefed him about Helen, because he says, "This must be Helen."
"Lemme have a look at her," says Charlie, holding out his arms, and his wolverine Kesathi sits up attentively at his side.
Charlie rocks her. "Hi there, Helen. I'm your grandpa. But that's a secret. You can just call me Charlie. Your mommy did that too when she thought I couldn't hear her."
Kesathi wants to nuzzle Kalavar. Where is Kalavar?
Kesathi trots up to them and nuzzles grandbaby-daemon as is right and proper. Kesathi can be fierce and toothy, but right now she just looks like a fuzzy critter.
truthwright
Petaal is being a smallish dragon. Kalavar is being a duckling. Kalavar makes excited noises and bops her beak against Kesathi's face.
"Hey little fuzzy one," Kesathi says to Kalavar.