a profusion of whistles

[self_composed]

"I didn't wind up interacting directly with Micaiah much," says Stella, after returning home from a certain visit. "Does he deviate from template significantly? He didn't have wings, so I imagine it was by less than Angela deviates from my template."

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[truthwright]

Kiss! Yay kiss.

Petaal bumps her scaly nose against Amariah's cheek as she passes by, and then does the same to Stella.

[dark_light]

"Her too, really?" laughs Amariah.

[self_composed]

"I was surprised when she asked earlier, too," says Stella.

[truthwright]

"I like you," says Petaal. "You're okay."

[self_composed]

"A truly glowing recommendation. I'll put a plaque up in Moonstone Palace. 'Petaal Thinks I Am Okay.'"

[dark_light]

Amariah giggles. "I'm glad you're getting along," she says. "I was a little worried."

[truthwright]

"So were we," says Kas. "But it turned out okay."

[self_composed]

Stella teleports them all to the Belltower, which is still empty. "You do want to get minted, right?" she asks Amariah. "Angela turned me down. Shell Bell invested a little more effort into convincing her and managed it, but it is apparently worth checking."

[dark_light]

"Oh yeah," says Amariah. "No question."

[truthwright]

Kas grins fondly at Amariah.

[self_composed]

"Him too?" Stella asks, aiming her thumb at Kas. "...Actually, I have no idea in what way minting will or won't carry over to your daemons."

[dark_light]

"Him too, please, and," Amariah shrugs, "we'll test it, shall we?"

[truthwright]

"It'll be an adventure!" chirps Petaal.

[self_composed]

"Minted," says Stella, pointing at Amariah, "and, minted." She points at Kas. "I wanna know what colors you get."

[dark_light]

Path bites Amariah's earlobe.

Amariah gets a square of glowy pine green.

[truthwright]

Kas bites his lip, and gets a triangle patterned like Petaal's iridescent orange-pink scales.

"...Weird," he says.

[dark_light]

"Really weird," says Amariah, peering at it. "It's not like what she is right now is fundamentally important."

"It looks like we don't make coins when they do," Path chirps, "but we do hurt when they do, so we might be more efficient if we were minted too, unless it doesn't count."

[self_composed]

"Testing," shrugs Stella. "It's not like I'm short on hexes." She mints both daemons.

[truthwright]

Petaal turns fennec fox and bites Kas's ear.

Kas produces a white square with a faintly furry pattern to its smooth surface, and Petaal generates a similar triangle.

[self_composed]

"Trippy," says Stella.

[dark_light]

"No kidding," Amariah agrees.

[truthwright]

"Soooo," says Petaal, "what's this I hear about an agony beam?"

[dark_light]

"Oh yeah, I should have one of those," says Amariah.

[self_composed]

Stella tosses her a hex.

[dark_light]

Amariah wishes on it.

"The settings on this thing," she says, "are so obviously designed for this extremely specific purpose. This is, what, fifteen different flavors of getting cut?"