devoted enchantment conduit, smile!

[incanted]

Aurora goes home before Brilliance does. She wants an aura; she's admired all the others enough to feel out of place by not having one. (Even Sarion does now.)

She asks Jane to let her know when Brilliance comes home to Rainbow.

And when she gets this notification, she says, +Hey Brilliance.+

Comments

[incanted]

Spectacular things have been known to happen. Aurora doesn't have one of the niners, but they exist; she could get one to declaw a batch of evils this large.

In the meantime that is not where her attention lies.

[cardistry]

No, indeed. Brilliance is similarly occupied with more immediate concerns.

[incanted]

Looooovely.

[cardistry]

Yep.

They might actually end up with more evils than stars.

[incanted]

That will be okay with Bella.

[cardistry]

It'll be okay with Brilliance too!

[incanted]

Eventually they are snuggling again.

"Let me know what you want me to do with the beam," Bella murmurs.

[cardistry]

"Mmm... down," he says. "A little at a time, but fast?"

[incanted]

Bella slides down in fifteen-triangle intervals, several per second. "Like this?"

[cardistry]

"Yeah," he sighs, curling up and nestling his head on her shoulder and sending love.

[incanted]

She enjoys the loves and continues to slide down the positive integers.

[cardistry]

"It's weird," Brilliance murmurs. "The agony beam, I mean. It's not really that much like Pants."

[incanted]

"It's not? Could just be a flavor thing."

[cardistry]

"Maybe," he says. "Give me, like, half a star of some totally unrelated flavour?"

[incanted]

Bella contemplates her options, goes with heat (variety: radiant, as though baking) and hits him as requested.

[cardistry]

"Nice," he breathes. "Ooh, I like that one. What's it like changing between flavours?"

[incanted]

"A little change or a big change?"

[cardistry]

"Little one, first?"

[incanted]

Baking becomes boiling.

[cardistry]

He wriggles and grins.

"Okay, what about a bigger change?"

[incanted]

Boiling becomes sharpness (subvariety: that generated by e.g. a whip).

[cardistry]

Brilliance squiiiiiiiiiirms.

"Yeah, that is not like pants at all," he says. "That's like - well, it's like it was designed by somebody who doesn't like pain."

[incanted]

Aurora giggles. "Stella made up version one, I think there've been some additions since but yeah. It's all based on, like, actual possible injuries, why does that make it obvious it's designed by someone who doesn't like pain?"

[cardistry]

"It's - it's abstracted," he says. "Like you're relying on the magic to cover the details and it's not doing that great a job."

[incanted]

"I guess that makes sense."