i might as well be the man on the moon

[truthwright]

Their Isabella having just gone to welcome a new Bell into the peal, Kas and Petaal snuggle up together and take a nap. They'll want to be well rested for the party.

When they wake up, she still isn't back.

[Jane?]

No response.

Kas teleports down to the Janepoint, Petaal wrapped snake-shaped around his shoulders.

The display reads: error 7788: lycanthropy

"...So that's new," he says.

"No shit," says Petaal. "Now what?"

He shrugs. She coils tighter.

"Hang around and wait, I guess."

Comments

[carillons]

"Oooooooh," marvels Helen.

[alicornucopia]

Puffins!

These are swimmable-with.

[carillons]

Kalavar swims with the puffins as a magnificently colourful sea serpent with winglike fins.

[alicornucopia]

The puffins are rather friendly!

And now, they have seen everything, from anemones to zebrafish, and the aquarium will close in fifteen minutes.

[carillons]

"That was fun," says Helen, hugging Ranata again. "You're my favourite manatee."

[alicornucopia]

Ranata laughs, and picks her up for a properly snuggly hug. "I'm so glad."

[carillons]

It is snuggly and huggly!

"I love you, favourite manatee!"

[alicornucopia]

"I love you too, Helen." Forehead-kiss.

[carillons]

Huggly snug.

[alicornucopia]

Yup.

Out they go.




Far away, a spell is cast, with herbs and a design in thickened goat's blood and low chanting and the death of an owl.