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One machine can do the work of 50 ordinary men. No machine can do the work of one extraordinary woman.
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Everyone's heard of dogs climbing into bed with their people. Today it's reversed. August is climbing into bed and laying on Chiasa.
"Hai hai~" Chiasa chimed softly, lifting up her blanket to let August in. "Nice ta see ya out and about~ Had a nightmare?~" She teased, though her question was a sincere one; if she needed a warden to her own mind, the kami was here for her.
Ah, that was kind. She was quick to scoot up to the kami, doing her best to hold Chiasa. "No, no nightmares, thankfully. Just..." She yawned, though it ended in a smile. "My own bed feels too lonely lately. I haven't been sleeping well." Sometimes, everyone needs a cuddle buddy. Who was better at it than Chiasa?
"Sorry for showing up unannounced, but thank you for having me anyway."
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"So... Chiasa is human now... And Caitlyn is a snake kami... Hm, I need to go visit them both now..."
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The streets were busy, people scurrying to and fro. Mortal creatures with mortal lives and mortal schedules. Hurrying about as if the world would fall apart by the loss of mere seconds, it was like watching an ant colony, but much less organized.
The Una drone sat atop a lamp post, watching the chaos below, eyes unblinking, chest unmoving. One might assume them an art fixture if not for the slow turn of their head to track a subject or two. They sat in silence, like a corner camera to simply observe...
Noelle walked down the street, her footsteps utterly silent as she went about her day. She took a pause and sighed for a moment, when something seemed to catch her attention.
She glanced up at the lamp post. Had she noticed?
After a moment or two, she turned away. Perhaps she was fooled into thinking it was just art, or a peculiar feature. Still, she lingers as she separates from the crowd to a much quieter area to have a smoke.
Oh, how curious. How interesting. Someone who looked. And such a curiosity about her. The Una drone's eyes shifted, cross-shaped pupils spinning as though focusing. Yes, something... Off about this mortal.
Grabbing the arm of the lamp post, Una dropped, arm stretching until their feet touched the walk with a soft clack of metal on stone. Once their arm reeled in, a blur of... Ceramics? Until it was the appropriate length once more. In pursuit of the mage, always just out of sight...
Until Noelle had found solitude, short lived as the sliver of divinity popped into her vision, curiosity shining upon their doll-like features.
Alicia the tiffling three year old looks up. "Momma." Hugs her leg. Lief runs up and hugs her too.
As anyone should be, she was worried about seeing the girls again after so long. Alicia had practically been newborn last time they had been around one another, and Lief...
But those thoughts were thrown away, utterly vanished as one, then the other came up and hugged her. The tears came immediately, running down her cheeks and into a smile she couldn't make any bigger as she crouched down, putting her arms around them both and hugging them tightly. "I've missed you both so much..."
"Nine years? You aged well my dear, on my end it has been three years, little Alicia is up and running.... And bursting into flames, she doesn't burn herself, but she is costing me a mint in clothes.... And Lief is in school, making lots of friends, ahhhh.... I love my girls." She sighs and pours their wine out as it's delivered.
"Well... You just said, she's our daughter. Even beyond the guilt I feel for missing years of her life, it's my responsibility to take care of her, isn't it? I can't not be in her life..." The realization hits as she says it; last time she saw baby Alicia, she was... Well, a baby. Now she's three, and August was absent for all of it. The weight of that guilt sits heavily on her shoulders.
Sera takes her hand. "Hey, no sad faces, yes you where absent, but you are back here for her now and that's all that matters to me, too her, you are loved no matter what happens." She says as thier meals are delivered.
Well, no one had ever accused her of being good at hiding her emotions. Must've really been showing for Sera to rebuke it so quickly.
Running her thumb over the elf's hand, a softer smile bloomed over her face. "Thanks, Sera. You're wonderful. I'm glad to have you, and the girls... But you're right, no more moping. At least not until you have a better opportunity to cheer me up. And definitely not while the food's getting cold!"
"You fell from the sky like a shooting star. I had feared the worst when I recognized you. I prayed so fervently for your recovery and healed the various scrapes and cuts throughout your body." He shuddered, holding her hands a bit tighter as he closed his eyes. His voice cracked as he continued, "Lathander be praised that you survived..."
He looked down at her prosthetic arm. "Are you sure?" Wherever she went, she likely created an arm that could withstand the heat from the forge, but to survive what she did and get right back to working the next morning? Even the faithful paladin had his doubts sometimes. "I recall what you said to me many months ago, about slowing down. At least let me make you a proper breakfast first."
Had it been months ago? That was honestly a bit hard to think about right now. Like a looming blackness in her mind, roaring like a wave. August shook her head, dispersing that darkness.
"Tell you what, we'll compromise. I'll go to the forge and see how things are. You make breakfast. And if you take too long, and I get so bored I pick up a hammer..." Well, the rest should be easy to figure out as she chuckled.
The streets were busy, people scurrying to and fro. Mortal creatures with mortal lives and mortal schedules. Hurrying about as if the world would fall apart by the loss of mere seconds, it was like watching an ant colony, but much less organized.
The Una drone sat atop a lamp post, watching the chaos below, eyes unblinking, chest unmoving. One might assume them an art fixture if not for the slow turn of their head to track a subject or two. They sat in silence, like a corner camera to simply observe...
The streets were busy, people scurrying to and fro. Mortal creatures with mortal lives and mortal schedules. Hurrying about as if the world would fall apart by the loss of mere seconds, it was like watching an ant colony, but much less organized.
The Una drone sat atop a lamp post, watching the chaos below, eyes unblinking, chest unmoving. One might assume them an art fixture if not for the slow turn of their head to track a subject or two. They sat in silence, like a corner camera to simply observe...
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"What's anime?"
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If he'd ever had a chance to watch any of those movies, maybe he'd agree on the description. As it was, this place felt fundamentally wrong. Too clean, to precise, too artificial. No Wyld, all Weaver, but still somehow a bastard fusion of the two of it could change on a whim as she said. At the very least, keeping up wasn't an issue. Speed was simple, fundamental to him.
In the lounge, he slumped down onto the couch, examining the... Obscene amount of sweets. Taking one, sniffing it and confirming its contents, he couldn't hold back a chuckle. "Not really, but that's more due to trust abuse as a vagrant child than anything. Though giving a wolf chocolate... Also maybe a poorly disguised murder attempt," he joked, popping a piece into his mouth.
"Honestly, this place makes the inside of my skull buzz. It's... Wrong, in some sense I'm sure is due to the differences between us. But I'm not gonna freak out over it, so don't look too much into that."
The chocolate tasted like the idea of chocolate, which shouldn't be possible, but it was perhaps one of a thousand things wrong with this place of hers.
"If I wished you dead, there are a thousand ways to do that here, but I don't normally bring people to my horizon realm for that. Of course, I'm not surprised it does that for you. We're on the edge of the umbra itself; in a place where I carved out a chunk of reality. A dangerous thing to do, if the path back gets cut off, but you can find your way back. I suppose it would be best to say this place has more in common with Camelot than the spirit world."
"If you wished me dead, nature compels me to make it as difficult as possible for you. I'm sure you've got some thoughts on how to do it quickly and cleanly, but things like that rarely work the way anyone intends." Wrinkling his nose at the now empty wrapper, he folded the paper and tucked it into a pocket. Wouldn't be eating another of those anytime soon.
"Guessing we're somewhere along the edge of the solar system? Or did you carve out some place between larger realms?"
Noelle slams her hand onto the table, causing no sound, but was with enough force to make her glass silently jump from the table, although mercifully not enough to spill it.
"Of course I'll help!" She blurts out, almost offended at the idea that she might not.
She blushes when she realizes she may have said that a smidge too loudly and clears her throat. "Ah, I-I mean: 'Yes, I'll be happy to help you'." The short woman offers an awkward smile. "And Oba and Caitlyn would love to see you again, too, August."
Her finger taps the cover of the book. "And we'll work together to figure out a solution for you. All of us, if we need to."
The movement may not have caused sound, but it made the smith jump as though it did. She would swear she heard the rattle of silverware and glass if asked. The emotion from Noelle, usually so reserved, made her feel a bit silly for even saying what she had, and so very, very grateful to have such a friend.
"Hehe, I can't believe I was dumb enough to say that... Thank you, Noelle." The relief in her voice is palpable, the soft smile venting out her worries and fears. "You really are my best friend. I'm so glad I met you..." The steel fingers of her right hand brush the nearly invisible mark on the back of her left, a constant connection to the mage.
Noelle couldn't help but chuckle. The relief in the smith's voice was a comfort, and she was thankful she got her feelings through.
"I'm glad, too, August." She replied. When she saw August brush the mark, she gently pulsed her magic essence, allowing the smith to feel the connection a bit more strongly for a moment.
"Now...how about we order something? Then maybe we can go see Oba. I bet she'd love to see you again."
Like an invisible hand holding her own, she appreciated the feeling from the mage mark. Another reminder that she was home. This home, at least, which was all that mattered right now.
"Oh, great idea! My appetite has just decided to wake up, and I really want to try that sunborn curry... Maybe I'll get some to go for Chiasa, too."
"Sounds good. After this, let's head that way to give her some. I like to check in on Oba regularly anyway." Her tone was that of someone visiting their mother.
She orders her share of curry, mild, and enjoys it with her dear friend's company. It truly had been a long time...and longer still for the other. But she had returned, and with a project, no less. She was looking forward to the collaborative effort.
Her own order is a spicier curry, but that's secondary to the company she has. Lunch with Noelle is the most normal thing in the world, and after being away for so long, this is the bit that makes her finally feel at home again. Now she knows she can relax, move on with her projects, and have someone nearby to help her out.
