how are you feeling?

[small_magics]

[It seems that perhaps we should speak,] Isibel says to Lycaelon. She wishes him a cup of tea, wherever he is, hovering in the air waiting for him to take it. [Though I confess I do not know where to begin.]

Comments

[small_magics]

Isibel nods. She starts with Lazarus's template, because why not.

[pythbox]

Why, there is a local alt of Lazarus!

He is a dragon. An iridescent black dragon.

[small_magics]

"You are a dragon," she informs Lazarus, "or rather, your local alt is - but not one I have met - so - he must be one of the eggs I conjured up to bolster the population, some sixteen years ago. There was an egg in that iridescent black color."

[nonbird]

"...That is unexpected," says Lazarus. "Is there a local Kolya?"

[small_magics]

Isibel checks.

[ignorable]

This one's human.

[small_magics]

"There is one; he is a human."

[nonbird]

"Well, that's all right then," says Lazarus.

[small_magics]

"It is strange that a conjured egg should have collected a template. At any rate -" She begins checking for others, beginning with the most common templates known to Bells. She becomes steadily more puzzled as she goes on checking for everyone who's ever attended a Bellparty.



"...All of the dragons whose eggs I conjured up are templates. Your alt; and then a Tony, a Sherlock, an Anna, and a Darcy. There is a Sandy, who is an elf, and a Libby, a Chris, and a Virginia, all human."

[nonbird]

"I refuse to believe that's a coincidence," says Lazarus. "Should we get Glass?"

[small_magics]

"Quite possibly. It would be good to know how all of these people in the forms we have previously met them - such as yourself - advise introducing things to new members of the templates."

[nonbird]

"I... have no idea how to talk to a dragon one of me," says Lazarus, "but I definitely want to, dragons are amazing."

[endragoned]

(Ansharil smiles.)

[wildlymagical]

(Lycaelon gives him a sappy look.)

[small_magics]

(Isibel gives Ansharil a sappy look too.)

"Dragons are no more difficult to talk to than elves are. Perhaps less, for you, because they do not have the elven preoccupation with questions."

[nonbird]

"I'm not comparing talking to dragons and talking to elves; I'm comparing talking to myself and talking to an alt who is an entirely different species with an entirely different culture, body plan, and set of magical properties. Talking to myself is much easier," says Lazarus.

[small_magics]

"I suppose I could simply go visit the dragons I made, all of them, so as to be able to properly introduce you."

[nonbird]

"You could do that."

[small_magics]

"It is not clear, though, if you believe it would be a wise choice. Also, perhaps if I am going to visit them all I should also speak with the alts of the other four. Jane, if you please."

[mind_game]

[Hey Darcy! Turns out you have an alt in Thilanushinyel! Who's a dragon!]

[sailorheavymetal]

[...Seriously?]

[mind_game]

[Yup! Sarion conjured up some dragon eggs sixteen years ago to help with the population bottleneck, one of them turned out to be a you. She didn't do it on purpose. They're just all templates for some reason.]

[sailorheavymetal]

[Oookay. Well, that's... weird, but kind of cool, I guess. I've never even been to that world. I'm not sure I can pronounce that world. Am I supposed to meet-and-greet with the new me or something?]

[mind_game]

[You're supposed to help Sarion figure out how to tell the other you about, you know, things. If that's you showing up, I can tell her that, if that's sending a note on nice stationery, I can tell her that, what do you think?]

[sailorheavymetal]

[Dude, I have no idea.]