we know how to celebrate

[dark_light]

Amariah goes to Milliways after straightening up the office to her satisfaction, and she forces the door to a certain world in which she once cooled some server racks. The occupant of those server racks may be interested in some new hardware.

"Hellooooo," she calls into the house, "who's home?"

Comments

[dark_light]

Star cuts off the reproductive capabilities of vampires. A call to Jane gets the world queued for inclusion. "Is there anyone a friend-of-the-Bells here is liable to want jumped out of the queue in the afterlife?" she inquires. "And brought here, walking around and conscious and only technically dead?"

[poeticterms]

"...I don't believe so."

[dark_light]

"Okay. Jane'll let Tony and Sherlock and Elizabeth-if-applicable when the party's going to start and she can transport them all to and fro. I'm gonna get going. Later!" Wave. [Jane?]

Hello Milliways!

[yourheartstrings]

A semi-familiar person appears out of thin air.

"Boo," she says cheerfully.

[dark_light]

"...Hi," says Amariah. "You look like - oh, I know, you look like Petaal when she's being a she."

[yourheartstrings]

"Ooh, who's that?"

[dark_light]

"My boyfriend's daemon." Path is out; she prefers that he be out, as long as she doesn't feel that he's particularly unsafe. She gestures at him where he sits on her shoulder. "This is mine, but Petaal's less stably shaped."

[yourheartstrings]

She looks at him curiously, then—vanishes.

A moment later she reappears. "Boyfriend, huh?"

[dark_light]

"Yes?"

[yourheartstrings]

"He look like me too?"

[dark_light]

"Well, sort of, except he generally sticks with being a guy. Not all the time. He's a little younger, I guess. I'm just more accustomed to Petaal looking like you than Kas."

[yourheartstrings]

"So more like..."

[gunpowdergelatine]

"...this?" she inquires.

[dark_light]

"Yes. Except, again, younger. I guess you're a Whistle too!"

[yourheartstrings]

"Guess I am," she agrees, disintegrating and reforming herself again into her preferred shape.

"I wanna meet your boyfriend now!"

[dark_light]

"Well," says Amariah, "you caught me at a good time, because we're actually going to go to a huge party with lots of Whistles. Like, counting you, seven of 'em."

[yourheartstrings]

"Sign me up!"

[dark_light]

"Done. You want to come hang out in my world for a bit before the party starts?"

[yourheartstrings]

"You betcha!"

[dark_light]

"Okay. I'm going to go put up a sign in the old Belltower about the new Belltower, and then we can go."

Port! Conjure! (This Belltower has been replaced with a more literal one in the backyard of Milliways. You can't miss it. Go introduce yourself to Jane, future Bells!) Port! "Jane, Alethia please."

[mind_game]

Yoink!

[yourheartstrings]

"Ooh," says Ghosty.

And she disappears again.

[dark_light]

Ooookay. Isabella adds her to the brainphone network. [Where'd you go?]

[yourheartstrings]

[To find your boyfriend, of course!]

[dark_light]

[Did you find him?]

[Hey sweeties, brought somebody home for you to meet, she got a bit ahead of me.]