cake and ice cream

[self_composed]

Bella finds Milliways next, too, on New Year's Day, and calls in Alice (he's not coming to Goldenworld even if they find a person who can take them there, but he might find someone interesting to talk to in the bar) and also Lazarus. She mentions the door to Libby, too, in case she and/or her wolf want to take an excursion and see if his friends and family back home can be visited.

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[prima_sequentem]

Libby snorts.

[her_imperial_radiance]

"Could I," Addy says, "hold a coin? Just for a moment, just to see if I can do anything with it, it can be a little one, I won't wish on it."

[self_composed]

"I'm thinking not," Bella says.

[edgeofyourseat]

"Do what with it?"

[her_imperial_radiance]

"Copy it," says Addy plaintively. "That's what I do. I'm a mimic."

[edgeofyourseat]

[...I kinda wanna see what happens,] he says to Bella.

[self_composed]

[Oh, it'd be fascinating, but she's only not doing evil things because she can get access to more and more different magic by cooperating with my alt. On the off chance she can render herself a mint or some mintlike thing by holding a coin, that goes out the window and she may well go back to torturing five-year-olds and the like instead of being useful.]

[edgeofyourseat]

[Aww. Okay, no coins around Addy. Love you.]

[prima_sequentem]

Libby looks thoughtful.

[self_composed]

[Love you.]

"Libby, I hope you're not contemplating giving Addy a coin."

[prima_sequentem]

"I'm not about to give Addy a coin," says Libby.

[self_composed]

"Please at least don't do it without clearing it with my alt, whose Factotum is the one such a behavior could potentially turn into a loose cannon. Addy, despite this little disagreement about whether you get to hold any of our magical currency, I assume the offer to hold the door is still good?"

[her_imperial_radiance]

"Oh, fine," huffs Addy, swallowing the rest of her drink, patting Lazarus on the head, and stalking towards the door. "I'm full anyway, so I may as well come back with you."

[nonbird]

"No one has done that to me since I was thirteen," Lazarus remarks.

[edgeofyourseat]

Alice ruffles his hair.

[her_imperial_radiance]

Addy boops his nose. "I can't imagine why," she says.

The door is open and all may pass!

The Golden Coven is in Forks this week. It is raining, and Addy's door leads to the outdoors. She does not apologize for this.

[edgeofyourseat]

Alice wishes up an umbrella and hands it to Bella, then wanders off into the bar.

[self_composed]

"Love you," Bella calls over her shoulder, and out she goes with everyone else.

[her_imperial_radiance]

Addy lets them all out, shuts the door behind her, and then opens it up again. "The Forks capital," she says. "Also, the only place in the world where random people in town mostly know who and what we are."

[nonbird]

"Also, magic," says Lazarus.

[her_imperial_radiance]

"Yes, a fair amount of it. Pretty, no?" says Addy, like she's personally responsible for all resident witches.

[nonbird]

"Extremely," he beams. "Oh, that must be your Empress. Like ours, but... witchier."

[her_imperial_radiance]

"Yes," Addy says, peering speculatively at Lazarus, "turning into a vampire often does that. The only effect we know to be down to her turning is that she's immune to Marcus and wasn't before, but since her transformation she's also acquired other features, which could have been accessible before or not, we don't know."

[nonbird]

"Will she mind if I sit nearby and stare at her power a lot?" he inquires. "I can be very quiet."

[her_imperial_radiance]

"She'd prefer it if you weren't very quiet, and reported on what you found," Addy laughs. "She's curious."