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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[jovahs_heiress]

Angela spreads her hands in an unhelpful gesture of I'm-new-here-and-don't-know-what's-what, and hands over the papers.

[ending_of]

He inspects the conjured pages with their conjured residential code and conjured highlights of notable deeds.

"Oh, Upside!" he says. "Even Simon usually says something when we've got one of those... well, come on, the elevator's this way." He leads her to it.

[jovahs_heiress]

Angela folds her wings neatly and follows him in, with Golden lurking lurkily behind.

[ending_of]

"My name's Edgar," he adds over his shoulder. "Sorry."

The elevator ascends. Edgar leads the way out of it at Upside's ground level, into a very nice-looking lobby, and then out of that into a wide roughly-circular grassy area surrounding the tower they just left.

"Careful of the cliffs," he says automatically as they cross the lawn, heading directly away from the cliff edge. Then he glances at Angela and laughs self-consciously. "Well, maybe they're less of a problem for you. But people have fallen off before, and it's not very much fun."

[jovahs_heiress]

"I'm Isabella," says Isabella politely. "And yes, I could catch myself if I fell off a cliff. I lived up on top of a mountain and it's easier than taking a running start."

[ending_of]

"Yes," says Edgar, "I saw that on your papers... aha, here we go."

They step between two pillars and under the roof of a train-station-like facility with exactly one solid wall, into which are set a number of elevator doors to either side of an electronic map. He inputs her conjured res code into the map.

It does not work.

Edgar frowns.

[jovahs_heiress]

Oh, dangit. Can she conjure herself an appropriate house and hook it up?

[ending_of]

Well... technically, yes she can.

Yoink.