odd little alucine

[affodell]

It's never previously occurred to Cayra to put a door across an alucine boundary, but now that she's encountered it in practice it makes sense. It makes it visually obvious and it lets you lock it if you want. This door wasn't locked, and it looked like it led to a public bathroom, not a bar, from the signage, so she's still confused. Still, it's a good idea. She twists open the glass vial pendant around her neck and bends her head to the little blue lily inside to make a note of it; as an afterthought she tries to send it off to her antheomancer-chatcircle, anything to have a decent conversation, but it doesn't go. Her flower doesn't look wilting, but she can put it back in the garden and get a fresher one for the vial later. At least her personal files look okay. She closes up the vial again, giving the flower a touch of antheomancy for its health, and finds a bathroom inside the bar that dominates this little alucine.

And then she emerges into the bar. It doesn't seem to be staffed. Or stocked. Why wasn't it locked?

Hello, anybody here?

with Flynn (ErinFlight)

with Harry (andaisq)

Due to some icon rearrangement errors, some of Flynn's tags appear with an incorrect icon. The correct face for this thread is Rosario Dawson's.

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[affodell]

"Okay. I'll be able to do without sleep, pretty soon, so that should leave me with time to do other stuff even if lithomancy doesn't leave you pretty docile..."

[erinflight]

"Thank you for doing this. I'm a stranger to you, you have no reason to help me, but you're doing it anyway. Thank you. I'll do as much for you as I can for as long as I can. I was so afraid of becoming a monster."

[affodell]

"You still might wind up a sack of vices living in my magic room forever while I more or less remember to make sure you're eating, but I'll do what I can."

[erinflight]

"But I won't be killing anyone, that's the most important thing."

[affodell]

"I am pretty sure that I can't learn enough automancy to not care if you kill anyone."

[erinflight]

Flynn smiles and hands Cayra back her flower, "Are you ready for me to start?"

[affodell]

Cayra puts the flower back in its vial. "Yeah. I... think so."

[erinflight]

Flynn calls the threads and soon the air around her is alight with thousands of shifting, glowing strands.

The rush of weaving is overwhelming and soon Flynn is grinning. She struggles to keep her purpose clear and sends the threads flowing out towards Cayra.

They touch Cayra's skin lightly, inquisitively, then begin twisting around and through her.


The threads between the two braid themselves into an intricate rope and Cayra begins to feel a presence, not in, but at the edge of her mind.

The last thread settles into the rope. The threads turn a brilliant gold, and vanish from sight, though not from reality.

[affodell]

"Did that work as planned?"

[erinflight]

Flynn raises her hand, and Cayra knows that she is trying to weave another portal and knows how to give her permission or prevent her. There is more information at the edge of her mind, if she cares to look.

[affodell]

Cayra peers at the other information.

[erinflight]

An outline of Flynn's mind appears before her, the way it is now and the way it used to be. Her self control, her caution is almost half gone, a wild recklessness taking it's place. Her intelligence is intact, but her ability to use it logically and keep her mind ordered has taken a large hit. Her empathy is slightly less than it should be.
Cayra can also see Flynn's location and how to make her sleep.

[affodell]

"Are you going to change how you make the third portal?" wonders Cayra.

[erinflight]

"I was seeing if it worked."

[affodell]

"Yeah, I can tell what you're trying to do. But not in really fine detail."

[erinflight]

"What I try to add detail to what I'm making?"
Flynn's lips quirk up at the corners, and she tries to make an evil lime-green toadstool that eats one sock out of every pair and hides important papers.

[affodell]

Cayra giggles and forbids the evil toadstool.

[erinflight]

"Did it work?"

[affodell]

"Yes."

[erinflight]

"Yes!" Flynn grins, truly delighted, and hugs Cayra. "Thank you!"

[affodell]

"You're welcome." Cayra wasn't expecting hugs, but she'll allow it.

[erinflight]

Flynn wishes she had someway to show Cayra her relief that she will not hurt her family and her new hope that maybe a solution is possible. Somehow, without Flynn saying a word, Cayra knows.

[affodell]

Pat pat.

[erinflight]

"I want to drop these seeds off at home before I go anywhere," Flynn says, "And I need to tell them I'm a weaver."

[affodell]

"If you aren't absolutely positive that these portals will let us get back here without a door, I should probably deliver the seeds and message while you hold the door," Cayra says. "And I'm also not sure if I can pull a portal after me into the room, and wouldn't like to abandon one in another world. Bar might know if it'll work."