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Isabella manages, by the liberal use of cloudpine travel, assorted magic, and her alethiometer, to acquire possession of a parking garage each in Manhattan and Los Angeles.
Into these she has Adarin place a portal set.
And then she mixes up a batch of suitably witchy ink that she'll be able to identify as authentic later, marks up a bunch of pieces of paper with it, and walks into: a bank.
Adarin's welcome to come along, if he likes...
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prodigal_miser
"Breaking it's absurdly easy to do. Technically I could do it right now, but I didn't want to blindside you with that. As for - an amount of warding to make me not nervous, I'm not sure. I don't like having an... Open door from those people to here."
dark_light
Isabella pets him. "I suppose we're not leaning in favor of putting them on Earth anyway. If you'd really rather break it, I won't fuss, though it seems like a bit of a waste."
prodigal_miser
"Thanks," he says quietly. Affectionate little kiss. Then, quick, easy spell - he doesn't have any trouble remembering what to do, he's been thinking about this for a while. Breaking a portal is not difficult, anyway. "I left the markers on both sides, so I can just put it back without actually going there again."
Cuddles. "It does feel like a bit of a waste, but - I do not want anyone from there capable of showing up without express permission."
Cuddles. "It does feel like a bit of a waste, but - I do not want anyone from there capable of showing up without express permission."
prodigal_miser
He shivers, a little. "There's that. If that happens then we will have a problem. But it was more likely that they find the portal than teaming up."
prodigal_miser
"It's okay, I'm improving," he says, snuggling. "Sorry, this was probably bad timing on my part."
prodigal_miser
"I love you," Adarin adds. Snuggles with Isabella helps. There's lots of reasons why he loves her, he can just think about those and not about anything involving daemons and touching, and why he's extra, special nervous about anyone from there showing up here.
dark_light
"I love you too. Oh, sweetie," she sighs.
(Over there in the corner, Path nuzzles Vern and makes a soft, almost cooing hoot.)
(Over there in the corner, Path nuzzles Vern and makes a soft, almost cooing hoot.)
prodigal_miser
"Shhh, it's okay," he replies, giving her another kiss. "I'm not - wandering around without emotions with no idea what to do with myself. It's better, I just still have some after-effects to deal with. You're wonderful and I couldn't ask for a better girlfriend."
(Vern nuzzles Path right back. She whispers to Path, "You help so much...")
(Vern nuzzles Path right back. She whispers to Path, "You help so much...")
dark_light
"Oh, huzzah, you are not vying for Worst Possible Emotional State, I can turn off my empathy circuits," snorts Isabella. But she lightens up a bit with the reassurance.
("Good," murmurs Path. "We want to help, helping is what we're for.")
("Good," murmurs Path. "We want to help, helping is what we're for.")
prodigal_miser
He laughs a little. "Okay, that's a point to you. Please keep your empathy circuits on, I like them. Who would I take over the world with if you turned them off? I'd have to do it myself."
("Yeah, that's why we love you, for helping with - not just us, but everything. We love you so.")
("Yeah, that's why we love you, for helping with - not just us, but everything. We love you so.")
dark_light
"Oh, I might do it anyway, but I'd be motivated by pure megalomania at that point, not nearly as appealing I'm sure."
("We love you for helping with everything too. You're so important to us." Sappy daemons are sappy.)
("We love you for helping with everything too. You're so important to us." Sappy daemons are sappy.)
prodigal_miser
"Definitely not. In fact, if you did something bad science-fiction villain terrible I would have to oppose you," he teases.
("You're so important to us, too! We're so lucky to have found you," replies Vern. Sappy daemons are indeed quite sappy.)
("You're so important to us, too! We're so lucky to have found you," replies Vern. Sappy daemons are indeed quite sappy.)
dark_light
"I have a very large share of megalomania, fair warning. It is just thoroughly tempered by my commitment to altruism."
("So lucky," sighs Path happily. Snuzzles.)
("So lucky," sighs Path happily. Snuzzles.)
prodigal_miser
"My dear, you're perfect as you are," replies Adarin serenely. "Feel free to have a large share of megalomania if you like, as long as you keep the altruism. I am attached to it."
(Snuzzles indeed.)
(Snuzzles indeed.)
prodigal_miser
"Good!" Little affectionate kiss. "So for your assumed future all-powerful kingdom on either Mars or a better alternative, is there a color scheme I should stick to?"
prodigal_miser
Adarin bursts into giggles. He wasn't expecting an actual color scheme. "Alright, I'll remember. Will I need a crown to match? If it's made out of ice that'll be terribly uncomfortable, mere mostly-mortal that I am."
He's amused by her antics and he loves her. She can be empress of whatever she wants.
He's amused by her antics and he loves her. She can be empress of whatever she wants.
dark_light
"Yours can be made out of evergreen. I came up with the color scheme on the spot, I feel I should mention, but I stick by it."
prodigal_miser
"Pfff. You know what, I will roll with it, will they be literal evergreens as in the plant, or just something that is green and is generally evergreen like?"
dark_light
"Live evergreen branches. Maybe holly, but that might be gaudy."
prodigal_miser
He snickers. "Oh heavens, I'm going to need to design my own crown, now. Holly would be incredibly gaudy, and the berries would be off of the color scheme."