why is there a word for that

[alicornucopia]

Finnah's just arrived at work to open the store for the morning shift; she has her apron on but hasn't put her hair up yet. She lets in the customer who always takes half an angle to determine that he wants four buttercreams, again, and then nips into the back to tend to her hair and check the overnight progress of the rock candy.

This isn't the back.

But that -

No, he's too tall to be Mial, if this is a Mial prank it's a stupidly elaborate one.

"Okay, I give up," she says, "what the hell?"

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[alicornucopia]

"Aurin and his mom went one time. I think he was like a hundred fifty something?"

[thisvorlunatic]

"Red-groups like fire. Flying into the sun will not harm her," Mial clarifies. "Anyway. Should I go get Aurin?"

[unmarred]

"Definitely," says Mark.

[thisvorlunatic]

"...Okay then. Going and getting Aurin," says Mial.

Teleport!

[alicornucopia]

"Did you find out what Finnah was doing in another world?" Aurin inquires, when Mial reappears.

[thisvorlunatic]

"Yeah, one appeared in the back of her candy store, and it's full of our alts," says Mial. "There's a human version of you, and one human and one otherworldly not-very-dwarflike dwarf version of me, and the human me's brother is weirdly enthusiastic about meeting you."

[alicornucopia]

"...Uh, that's weird, but okay," says Aurin, holding out his hand.

[thisvorlunatic]

Mial teleports them both to the other world in the back of Finnah's candy store.

"Everybody, this is Aurin. Aurin: my dwarf alt Stalas, my human alt Miles, Miles's brother Mark, Miles's cousin Ivan, some lady who hasn't had time to introduce herself. Hi, some lady."

[isthisart]

"I'm Linyabel, Miles's wife," says some lady.

"And," says Aurin innocently, "does that imply that you are very good at scoot-racing?"

"...No. What is a scoot?"

"Flying vehicle thing, Mial's mad about them."

"I do not race any sort of vehicle."

"Nice," Finnah mouths under her breath, looking between Miles and Linyabel.

[thisvorlunatic]

Mial is doing a broadly similar kind of looking between Miles and Linyabel.

"I think we're still missing a name here," says Miles, looking at Finnah and choosing to ignore the way Finnah is looking at his wife.

[alicornucopia]

"Oh, I'm Finnah. Did I forget to - I forgot my nametag, second time this week, I'm getting mop duty for sure. Bleah."

[middlingalong]

"So you're a human," Aurin says to Ivan. "How's that working out for you?"

"Pretty decently. How's being a dragon? Last time there was one of me in here he was six and, according to the magic bar, a firebird."

"...I could turn into a firebird if I wanted to but I've never really seen the point," says Aurin. "Being a dragon's pretty great."

"The firebird mini-Ivan looked exactly like a human and was very surprised by the bar's pronouncement," mentions Ivan, "he wanted to be normal."

"Dragons aren't exactly common but we're not abnormal," shrugs Aurin.

[thisvorlunatic]

"The five-year-old Miles was a unicorn," mentions Miles.

"'Unicorn' isn't ringing any bells," says Mial.

"It's another mythical creature. Come to think of it, the five-year-old Miles's adopted sister who was inexplicably and unfortunately an alt of my wife was allegedly a dragon."

...Mial cracks up.

"Hey!" says Miles.

"No, I know," says Mial, snickering helplessly, "it'd be much less funny if I'd been there, it's just the way you put it—" and he's off again.

[isthisart]

"She couldn't've been our kind of dragon if she was passing for human particularly effectively," says Finnah.

"No, I imagine it was another sort," agrees Isabella. "My other alt to have been through here was a half-human, half-telepathic-alien, which was also interesting."

[middlingalong]

"So, Mark, is Aurin as inexplicably fascinating as I am? You didn't wind up meeting mini-me."

"You're inexplicably fascinating?" asks Aurin.

"Are you asking me to explain the inexplicable?"

"Well, no. Do you not expect to be interesting?"

"I do not expect to be interesting in the way that Mark finds me interesting," Ivan clarifies.

[unmarred]

"In what way do I find you interesting that is distinct from how normal people do it?" wonders Mark.

[middlingalong]

"Explicability," says Ivan. "Intensity. Clear trajectory from point A to point B. The part where at no point have I attempted to seduce either you or anyone who cares about your opinion."

"Isn't him being your cousin a reasonably clear trajectory?" wonders Aurin reasonably.

"You would think that. But no, absolutely not," says Ivan.

[unmarred]

"I haven't yet caught Aurin doing anything especially and lovably Ivanish but I have no reason to think he won't," says Mark. "'Does that imply that you are very good at scoot-racing' sounded like it would've qualified if I'd had any idea what he was talking about."

[middlingalong]

"Mial races scoots. Every so often he comes down with an immense crush on someone else who also races scoots," says Aurin.

"Miles was various flavors of depressed about the concept of girls for a while until he landed on a semi-hostile planet and improbably carried off a maiden from it," says Ivan.

Finnah snorts.

[thisvorlunatic]

Mial and Miles look at one another.

"Unflattering but basically accurate?" says Mial.

"Yep," says Miles.

"—heh, you're not a shren, what does your cousin do when you're in a mood?"

"...Well, it depends on the severity of the mood... why, what does yours do?"

Instead of answering, Mial inexplicably bursts out laughing.

[alicornucopia]

"Well, see," says Finnah, "when shrens, or for that matter dragons, don't fly around enough, we get tired - to start with - which doesn't help when the solution is 'fly around' -"

"So when he gets in a particularly prolonged mood sometimes I have to defenestrate him," says Aurin, "why do you have a word for that."

[thisvorlunatic]

"You would have to ask a historical linguist," snorts Miles. "Haven't you ever just not flown?"

"When I'm too far gone for it to work, he knows not to try it," Mial explains. "That's not often, though."

[alicornucopia]

"Fun fact, this little symptom of not flying around is also a significant chunk of why being a shren sucks so very much," Finnah says.

[isthisart]

"You said 'to start with'. Something else happens after that?"

[alicornucopia]

"Oh yeah. The tiredness goes away and then it starts hurting, and if you are a little baby shren who cannot shapeshift and therefore cannot fly, it just gets worse. He's teeny because he had a weird reaction to painkillers. I was on the same ones and nothing happened, though, maybe you guys are just supposed to be teeny."