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.

Comments

[ending_of]

"She would need to be in the world. It's also possible you could duplicate what I gave you for her, but the copy might be inferior in some way."

[she_sells_seashells]

Shell Bell bites her lip and takes one step into her apartment.

[ending_of]

She provides the power.

[she_sells_seashells]

Shell Bell ducks back into Milliways and sits against the door and leans on Sherlock.

[dark_light]

"Time for us to scatter and get to work?" Amariah asks. "I'm going to remodel that guide office, if I'm going to be the principal appeal-taker."

[cross_and_bow]

"I should go meet that one Sherlock alt."

[luminous_regnant]

"I'll sweep for alts of people I know that nobody else has copies of."

[self_composed]

"I'll go on a Whistle-hunt."

[autokinetic]

"I've got a world to prep for incoming dead," says Aegis, "and I can probably get it into shape quicker than some of us less Imperial types, what with the colonies already underway."

[jovahs_heiress]

"I will run a quick alt sweep as well, although I'm not sure if I'm as likely to find anyone."

[she_sells_seashells]

If you don't need me to hold the door anymore and the admin is done distributing powers I think I'll go home and install some Jane, says Shell Bell.

Pattern says, "I guess I'll get started with getting initial Jane installations going in all the worlds we have hooked into here that aren't already covered."

[ending_of]

The administrator shrugs. "You can all go, then."

[luminous_regnant]

"Thank you for being so accommodating," says Golden, and she's off, and the others disappear likewise.