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i am the oncoming storm

There are three Bells in Milliways.

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

And then Downside is going down.

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

"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?]

He teleports directly to hug.

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.

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.]

[Ooh, alts. Where?]

[The afterlife which me and the other Bells just went and remodeled. You want I should invite them to the giant party on Mars we're going to throw after some immediate tasks have been handled?]

[Oooooh. Yes!]

[Will do.]

Jane can relay the invitation by brainphone.

[Awesome. So what are they like?]

[You and Anna are more of a match than Sandy and Chainsaw from what little I've seen, but, you know, they're yous. Like me and Juliet and Shell Bell and so on are each other.]

[Uh-huh. So are they, you know...? Masochism parties?]

[They are professional masochism parties, except for the part where we fixed the place up and there is no longer a call for either of the operative professions.]

Anna giggles.

[What a shame! I wanna meet 'em.]

[I'll pass along the invitation to the party.]

Jane says:

[Hey, Eights, and Chainsaw, you are both invited to the huge Bell party to take place on Mars, Eos in a few hours. Your Eos alts will be there.]

[Count us in!] says Eights.

[They have,] says Stella when this is relayed back to her, [accepted the party invitation. We'll all assemble when everybody's finished with their more immediate tasks. We'll probably wind up waiting on Golden.]

[Why, what's Golden up to?] asks Anna.

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[She knows a lot more dead people than anybody else, so she's collecting them out of queue order.]

[Gotcha.]

[If, by the way, you know any dead people, those can also be fetched out of queue order, but we are going to set up something systematic for larger numbers. I should probably call various Presidents and Prime Ministers of things.]

[Sounds very empressy,] laughs Anna.

[Yes. Have I mentioned lately that I really like being empressy?]

[Nooooooo,] says Anna. [I had no idea.]

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