Some Daughters Of Some Bells (
campanas) wrote in
alicornutopia2014-04-07 02:00 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Entry tags:
well-behaved doors
Pen' was just going to go practice singing. (She likes singing. The words are all lined up for her already and she doesn't get them wrong.) But this doesn't look like the practice room. So it's probably the magic restaurant.
Pen knows about the magic restaurant! You can go in it, and get food or things to drink (she has bracelets!) and then you just go back out the door and it's been no time at all and you're right where you went in.
She goes in. She is going to have cake.
Pen knows about the magic restaurant! You can go in it, and get food or things to drink (she has bracelets!) and then you just go back out the door and it's been no time at all and you're right where you went in.
She goes in. She is going to have cake.
no subject
no subject
Pyranir goes running up to Rose, toothy grin on his little face. You're a nice human!
no subject
no subject
no subject
Also delicious, but that is probably not the the aspect of her liking bunnies that she should bring up here. At any rate she hasn't eaten any meat that was nonmagical in origin in years.
no subject
Ah, yes. His true purpose; 'Nice magic lady, please get me a pet bunny.'
no subject
no subject
It's hard to bring things aaaaall the way up here! We don't go down that much, so any food I got would spoil before I could get more, explains Pyranir.
no subject
She does not poke holes in the flimsiness of the food explanation for Pyranir.
no subject
She doesn't know that Rose can just make animals. There is no expectation if Rose doesn't want to, here.
no subject
no subject
Mommy, asks Yvae, once she's done playing on the hoard of treasure. What are the dragons from other worlds like?
I don't know, dear heart. I've never met one, she replies, reasonably.
no subject
no subject
Her mother snickers, a little. Perhaps, but not to Materia, on Rose's recommendation. She only just got here, though - don't you want to learn more about her world?
Yvae thinks about this, for a little while, then looks at Rose. ... Is it mean for me to say I want to meet the dragons?
no subject
no subject
Pyranir nuzzles Rose, a little. I like you. Don't worry, Yvae's just rude.
That gets him a face, from his sister. Am not!
Are too! replies her brother.
They would continue on like this for a while, unless interrupted.
no subject
And she puts out the query.
no subject
no subject
no subject
Yvae is so excited. Absurdly excited. She even stops arguing with her brother to flap around the room, making a little, Eeeeeee! as she goes.
It's around this time that Procellor lands, finished with his overly complicated 'distraction' and updated on what's going on. His mate has informed him of it all - he's fine with an otherworldly visitor. Yvae goes and cuddles him in greeting.
Daddy, daddy! There's going to be a dragon from another world! We get to meet him!
So I've heard, he says, snickering a little.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
"Goodness," he says, with almost exactly the same intonation that Lazarus used when he said exactly the same thing on first seeing the local dragons in Milliways. "Hello."
no subject
Procellor snickers, from nearby. I think he's noticed the 'dragon' part, little one.
Maybe if there's a lot of other worlds there's a reverse daddy somewhere? muses Pyranir.
Oooh! Yeah! And he's a human that goes around looking like a dragon! Yvae replies, excited.
Welcome to the world, says the night colored dragon. Our hatchlings are excited, please forgive any rudeness.
Ha! says Pyranir. Mommy says you're rude!
His mother replies, I did not say which of you was being rude.
That gives Pyranir pause. He decides to go cuddle Rose, pouting just a little.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)