i am the oncoming storm

[autokinetic]

There are three Bells in Milliways.

They want a fourth. A fifth. A sixth. A seventh.

And then Downside is going down.

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[cross_and_bow]

[Well, the admin could suddenly change her mind. Barring that, and I get the impression that she doesn't make any changes lightly, yes, the remodeling's already underway.]

[finaldiscussion]

[Then if it's all the same to you I will not abandon this particular responsibility just yet.]

[self_composed]

"Not here here. But -" She blinks, tilts her head; she's gotten a message - "In a while, probably a day or so, a bunch of us are going to have a party near where I live, and some of you will be there. I could bring you."

[cross_and_bow]

[Understood. Do you want me to leave you be till then?]

[finaldiscussion]

[Yes, thank you. It should only be another half an hour.]

[gunpowdergelatine]

"So," he says, watching her thoughtfully, "until then...?"

[cross_and_bow]

Juliet goes and accompanies Golden on her alt-sweep for the next half hour. Golden certainly knows a lot of dead people.

A half hour elapses. Golden sends someone called Sasha to wait in Milliways and then moves on, leaving Juliet in Sasha's emptied and very lovely apartment. [Hi?] Juliet tries.

[finaldiscussion]

[You again. Yes, hello, I'm just on my way home.]

[self_composed]

"You could go back to wherever you live - reside - here, if you like, or I could take you back to my world ahead of time and introduce you to the copy of you who lives there," shrugs Stella. "I don't know about long-term. I don't know how long ago you died or if there's anything much for you to go back to."

[cross_and_bow]

Juliet's waiting for him when he gets there.

[gunpowdergelatine]

"Oh, I don't want to go back," he says. "Why would I want to go back? I liked it here just fine until... mm. You know."

[finaldiscussion]

"Was there something in particular you wanted?" he inquires. "And is it compatible with a cup of tea?"

[self_composed]

"I do know. You could also wait in Milliways until the party," shrugs Stella.

[gunpowdergelatine]

"Hmm... think I'd rather go meet your me," he decides.

[cross_and_bow]

"We're just combing the afterlife for alts of people we know. And ourselves, we found one of those too in the catacombs. If you just want to stay here," Juliet shrugs, "then that's fine, we're not going to stop you. If you want to leave, that can also be arranged. You're a friend of the template. And all of this is eminently compatible with tea."

[finaldiscussion]

He makes tea.

"Leave and do what, exactly? Go where?"

[self_composed]

"Okay." [Jane?]

Jane picks them up and puts them down in her installation point in the moon palace.

[Alice, brought an alt of you home. He got grabbed by the same guy who got Shell Bell. Come visit?]

[edgeofyourseat]

He teleports directly to hug.

[cross_and_bow]

"Depends on how long ago you died - in time as it's counted in your home world, not here, they differ sharply in some cases. If it's been a really long time it doesn't make sense to send you home per se. But there's a bunch of us who'd be happy to take you in just because you were kind to Shell Bell, and a bunch of other worlds beyond that; no real shortage of choices. If there's anybody you miss particularly we can jump them out of the queue, too."

[gunpowdergelatine]

Queenie jumps a little, then bursts into giggles.

"Look at you," he says delightedly. "Fluffy little thing, c'mere—"

And now they're making out. Well, that was predictable.

[finaldiscussion]

"I would very much like to see Watson again."

[self_composed]

Yep. Yep, that was predictable. Bella abandons Moonstone Palace to the cause and kicks back in Marspire.

[Hey, Anna, Sandy, I met alts of you.]

[cross_and_bow]

"Lemme see what I can do."

(Where might this fellow be? Is he awake? If not awake: is he in the catacombs?)

[finaldiscussion]

He is in the catacombs.

[lookingforwardtoit]

[Ooh, alts. Where?]