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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[self_composed]

"What's going on?" Bella asks. Lazarus or Alice or both could answer her, whichever one knows.

[nonbird]

"Ghosty Alice is inhabiting him the same way she was inhabiting those bodies she kept making out of and dissolving into thin air," Lazarus explains rapidly.

[edgeofyourseat]

"...I don't feel possessed, or anything," says Alice.

[self_composed]

"Does it feel like anything?" Bella asks, looking him up and down.

[edgeofyourseat]

"No-o..."

[yourheartstrings]

The ghost reassembles herself in front of him, tangles both her hands in his hair, and kisses him enthusiastically.

[nonbird]

Lazarus turns quite pink.

[self_composed]

"Huh," says Bella. "What was that about?" she asks the ghost. "Also, do you have any sort of nickname or should I just call you Ghosty or something?"

[edgeofyourseat]

With some reluctance, Alice stops kissing her so she can answer some of those.

[yourheartstrings]

"I wanted to see him," she explains, running her fingers through his hair. "I usedta be the Joker, but I don't think you're a fan. Ghosty works."

[self_composed]

"...Are you the same Joker I met before or a different one going by the same name?" The same Joker plus Milliways temporal fuckery would probably still remember her, but there's always lying or even, after long enough that asteroid confinement is a distant memory, forgetting.

[yourheartstrings]

"Different," she says. "Never seen you before. Never came here before I died, either, so you wouldn'ta met me then unless you were in my world, and I don't think you are, are you?"

[self_composed]

"I don't think we're from the same world," Bella agrees.

[yourheartstrings]

"Mhm."

She turns back to Alice.

"Sweet little me, can I take you somewhere and eat you?"

[edgeofyourseat]

"I think it should be the other way around," he says with a grin.

[yourheartstrings]

She laughs. "Ooh, tell me more."

[self_composed]

"Uh, remember the self-control thing," Bella says to Alice. "I probably can't route around that because ingot - can you? She might or might not count as human for that purpose."

[edgeofyourseat]

"Mmm..." he says, and pentagons self-control relating to vampire thirst. The pentagon goes. "That work for you?"

[self_composed]

Bella peers into his mind briefly, although she backs out again when he's done, as she's not interested in supervising another Alice-and-alt session of perversity. "Yeah, drink up," she shrugs, "from consenting donors, that is. Please don't turn her, that seems like a terrible idea."

[nonbird]

"I'm not sure that she couldn't be a vampire right now if she felt like it," says Lazarus.

[yourheartstrings]

"You're a smart cookie," Ghosty says approvingly.

[self_composed]

"Really," muses Bella. "Hm. Well, all right, Alice, I think I'm out of dire warnings." She shrugs. "Have disturbing amounts of fun. I'll see you back home presently, I guess, because Milliways. Love you."

[edgeofyourseat]

"Love you too," he says, and detours to hug her before wrapping his arms around Ghosty and teleporting away mid-kiss.

[self_composed]

Bella lets herself out; Lazarus may come or go, as he likes.

On the grounds that Milliways, she hangs around to wait for Alice's emergence, which should be no more than a few seconds from her own on their world's end.

[nonbird]

Lazarus comes through and wanders off.