The Other Kind of Not Fade Away - Part 2

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The Other Kind of Not Fade Away - Part 2
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@Amuulzhaan 2 years ago
(( Way hey all you dreamers out there, time to continue things I guess :P ))
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Tairais • 2 years ago
(( Catt Hatter, Here's yours!
She turned to look at him.
"Oh, hello." The brown haired girl's tone was even, barely displaying any signs of surprise. The gentle breeze picked up to a steady wind, carrying grey clouds behind the moon. "What brings you to the forest so late?" ))
"Just out for a stroll, kid. Wandering the world as I always do, y'know?"
He bent down and scooped up some of the snow into his hands, frowning as he concentrated to keep his form solid enough to do so. Pressing his hands together, he began to make a snowball, the gesture serving to make him seem... younger, almost. Softer, certainly, as if the moonlight were smudging the edges of his features.
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
"You're always wandering?" The world shifted around them as she spoke. "Your feet must be tired."
A cozy sitting room had sprung up around them, nigh imperceptible. Tanned chairs with cushioned upholstery and a pattern of roses across them sat in on a carpet in front of a roaring hearth. Above the mantle, the heads of three mountain sheep were mounted to the wall, the center one white in contrast to the dusty brown coats of its companions. They felt alive somehow, even without moving, a kindness flickering behind their glass eyes.
The room almost audibly invited company, offering a warm place to rest and be safe for a while.
However, the room only seemed to take up half the world, as he was still standing in the winter clearing, still holding the snow. Had that toboggan always been laying on the hill?
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
"Hard for my feet to be tired when I don' weigh anything, dearie. Besides, love me a bit of travelling if I do it right!"
He grinned and stepped into the half-building Catt had conjured, pacing as he gestured along to the words that poured out of him passionately.
"You've got to throw yourself in, eat the food, use the wrong verbs, get charged double and end up kissing complete strangers or you'll never experience the places ya wander right! Or is that just me? I dunno how the rest of humanity works. He snickered, then shook his head.
"Isn't about me though this time. Your dream, your calling. Gotta say, it's cozier than some of the other dreams I've walked in recently. Not to mention, the company is much more amicable." He shot a wry, friendly grin toward Catt, pivoted on his heel, then faced her, clasping his hands behind his back as he balanced on the balls of his feet.
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
A train pulled by them, coming from the trees and passing through the side wall of the room. Huge and imposing, the lack of sound it made was very out of place, and it didn't seem to affect them physically either. Snow began to fall over the trees and glade.
"I'm...dreaming?" Catt said dazedly, watching the cars pass not a full foot from her.
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
By way of explanation, he threw the snowball in his hand at the train, watching as the snow twinkled in the light and the sides of the cars rippled like waves in the sunlight.
"Dreaming." He agreed, punctuating the statement with a nod.
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
"Oh." She murmured, staring at the ripples. "Y'know I like trains."
In response, the train slowed it's speed but kept moving at an easy, almost lazy pace. Had they been higher up, they would have looked in on elegantly set dining cars with decadent meals and even more elegant people.
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
Trains brought to mind a long, brutally fast journey towards drowning cities, hauntingly beautiful cathedrals, and castles steeped in too many different kinds of death. He'd liked trains too, before that.
He didn't let those thoughts show, but it did bring the question to mind: Had he or Lewis told her about what had happened? She'd been harmed in the process of helping them get to that castle, after all. The least he could do was share the events that had resulted...
And yet, he really didn't want to turn her dream into a nightmare. She deserved better than that, kind and gentle thing that she was.
He sighed, then chuckled.
"Trains're pretty cool, yeah. People still use em in the pasts and futures of a lot of universes I've been in. They get all sleek and shining and fast. Everything gets fast. It's exhausting, frankly. Exhilarating, too."
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
"I wanna ride the train."
No sooner had she spoken, then they found themselves standing on the one of the little platforms between the cars. Though the sudden change didn't seem to bother Catt as they rattled along.
She opened the door to go inside what appeared to be a dining car. Calm chatter over meals and games of cards drifted out to meet them.
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
Charricthran peeked over her shoulder and took in the posh details of the car, noting the elegant furniture and rich colors that caught the soft light from
The fact that the passengers were well-dressed skeletons gave him just the slightest bit of pause, however.
Interesting.
Ah well, at least the food smelled good. For now.
"Fancy that. We're on the train now!"
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
"Yeah. Dreams don't physics, they're thought." 
She took in a breath, savouring the scents of first class meals. One particular aroma stood out and completely enraptured her attention.
A blink, and they both were seated at one of the booths with fresh bowls of baked French onion soup set in front of them. A skeleton sitting on Catt's side of the table in the isle seat, and wearing a violet dress quietly ate her garlic bread and steak.
Her eyeless sockets gave Catt a sideways look.
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
Charricthran couldn't really eat. Or he could, it was just a tiresome process at best and it made him violently ill at worst. Downside to not having a truly physical form- he didn't have a bloody digestive system or anything unless he willed himself to have one, and the truth of that rule was doubled when he was in someone else's mind. The amount of in-depth thinking that went into simulating any part of human anatomy was enough to give him a screeching headache, to say the least of the discomfort he'd feel if he imagined something wrong...
Needless to say, he quickly learned as much as he could about the human body. The added knowledge of ways to extract information from people was a bonus, really.
Ah, well. He could enjoy the smell at least.
"True 'nuff. Posh place. Food smells good, doesn't it?" He offered a small grin to his would-be dining companion and cast a casual glance around their surroundings. Something prickled against the hairs on the back of his neck in an eerie sort of manner.
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago • edited
"Yeah!" Catt said cheerily, picking up her spoon. "This smells de-"
"Onions are disgusting." The woman skeleton interjected disdain coating her words as she snatched Catt's spoon away.
"Oh." The smile vanished from her face and her shoulders slumped, seeming to cave in on herself. Quietly, she said, "I thought it smelled yummy."
"Don't talk back!" The skeleton snapped through her teeth, causing Catt to flinch away, pressing her body against the booth's wall.
A boney hand shot out, grabbing Catt's upper arm and dragging her back into her spot. Tears sprang to the rim of her eyes as she nearly cried out. "Sit up straight at the table, and don't cause a scene in public!"
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
The temperature of the train car dipped dangerously towards glacial, likely only noticeable to Catt and himself given the lack of skin or.. anything, really, on the rest of the passengers.
Ever so calmly, and with a grin as cheerful as a shark's smile, Charricthran snapped his hand around the skeletal woman's wrist. He didn't do anything so pointed as jerk her hand away from Catt, merely squeezed until the woman's wrist bones began to grind against themselves.
"I think you will find, my dear madam, that you are the only one causing a scene at present. If you would be so kind as to discontinue your assault on my companion, I think we can manage to end this peacefully before one of us does something we might regret."
He tilted his head in an almost cordial manner as if to accentuate his ever-so-polite decorum. Displeasure rippled down his spine in the form of unseen feathers rippling and snapping to attention, like the hackles of a wolf.
No need to make this a nightmare, after all. Even if it looked as if things were going down that path on their own...
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
Murmurs rippled across the dining car.
"Is he attacking that woman?", "Such an ill behaved child.", "Poor woman, having to put up with such a brat.", "Is that man supposed to be here?", "She's doing her best...", "Single parent's always have it rough.", "That child should be grateful she even gets to dine here, ungrateful whelp."
Every comment bored into Catt's mind and made her feel as though she were shrinking. Even as she kept her back straight and bit her lip against the pain in her arm.
The woman slowly turned her empty gaze on her captor, her voice a warped, low growl.
"You have, no right to tell me how to discipline!"
"I-it's okay Char, r-really." Catt whimpered, prompting an even tighter grip from the woman.
"Don't interrupt when the adults are talking!"
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
"You're right, I don't have any right to tell you how to discipline. I do, however, happen to have the right to enjoy my meal without someone shoving their elbow into it by accident. Therefore, if you could kindly wait to... 'discipline' my dear friend when the pair of you get home, it would be ever so much appreciated."
He cast a quick glance towards Catt, noting that the kid... looked more like an actual kid. About seven, if he could estimate worth a damn. Her hair was different too- no bangs, length down to the seat. Still brown, at least. Modest, if a bit posh outfit meant for dinin' out in.
Right then. Nightmare territory most definitely. He had yet to be in any situations where skeletons and children mixed to a favorable outcome. He'd really rather Catt wake up before it got worse, but he couldn't leave now- he was part of events.
Nothing to be done for it except help Catt out as best he could. Hence the skeleton-wrangling.
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Tairais • 2 years ago
(( The Fox, here you are!
The flippant attitude of the creature irked Orin greatly but he didn't show this. Instead he scoffed, baring his teeth in return. Truth was, he didn't know how, but it's in times like this when you make your enemy show what he truly knows.
He stepped closer, signaling for Charicthran to move with him.
--" Come on then...No use waiting here. I'll escort you out. "--
Privately, he thought back to a similar instance with a demon of equal irritation. That, however, was a more dire circumstance. That was a matter much greater than invaders in dreams. ))
He moved to bow slightly, though it was unclear if the gesture was meant to be sincere or mocking. Given how mercurial his expressions had been throughout the course of the night, there was about a fifty-fifty chance of it being either one.
"Much appreciated, kid. Lead on."
He straightened up and moved to follow Orin, footsteps as soundless and light as before.
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The Fox  Tairais • 2 years ago
Orin led Charricthran out of the house, the third door gone from existence and the kitchen light up once again. The hound trotted outside and waited patiently while he thought up some way to coax more information from the creature.
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Tairais  The Fox • 2 years ago
Charricthran strode out of the house with a gait that would have been more apropos on a peacock than the raven-like thing he spent half his time as. He noted the shifting of the edges of the dream, watching as they finally twisted into forms resembling the trees of The Other.
Still following Orin, he hid a wry smile. The creature had been courteous- the least he could do was offer some answers to alleviate the curiosity eating at him.
"You may ask me four questions that I will answer as truthfully as possible. Consider it a gift- no strings attached- for not immediately trying to slaughter me like some sort of demon."
He could have that little breadcrumb of information too.
Not a demon, no. It would be much easier if he was.
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The Fox  Tairais • 2 years ago
Orin narrowed his eye just slightly, looking for any sign of ill intent. This creature was...difficult to read to say the least. There was nothing that Orin could see clearly, very unlike its ilk, but one thing was clear...it didn't seem to have any obvious maliciousness in its actions.
This may mean that this was a daemon and not a demon but the absolute sense of power wafting off of it told him otherwise.
There wasn't any daemon this strong that he knew off, and the one that got close hasn't been seen for years now...
The hound ran these thoughts through his head for a moment before replying to Charricthran.
--" Four questions...hmmm...Fine. My first question is this, Do you frequent dreams often? "--
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Tairais  The Fox • 2 years ago
"Often enough, yes. Perhaps three or four times a year.
Give no more information than was asked. Make them work for anything else. Those were two rules he'd lived by in his earlier days of subterfuge, espionage, and wandering the many different courts of the many different kinds of fae.
Of course, later years had proven you had to be just as willing to all but hemorrhage secrets, or at least adjust the levels of openness you expressed towards a target, but this was not one of those times. There was the very real possibility of meeting this creature in the waking world- he had not wandered any further than perhaps mainland Europe in his meandering, and that was as good as a single paving stone between them should he decide to hunt Charricthran down in the real world.
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The Fox  Tairais • 2 years ago • edited
--" Alright... "--
It was tempting to Orin to enter a full on interrogation but he knew better than to waste his remaining questions.
He licked his nose thoughtfully and proceeded with his next question.
--" What have you seen while you were here? "--
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Tairais  The Fox • 2 years ago
"Here specifically? I saw things that were not quite mother and son, the mother weeping and begging for Callum's return because she loved her. I saw Callum crack their featureless faces like eggs, a mirror that loathed his reflection even though it reflected something else. There was also, of course, the matter of the curious doors."
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The Fox  Tairais • 2 years ago
So things are beginning to change here...That's not good. He will have to take over Callum's dreams more, at least for the moment. Sooner or later, he'd have to find the source of this problem, but that'll be in due time.
--" Do you know Selan? "--
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Tairais  The Fox • 2 years ago
"Not the one you are thinking of, no. Unless the one you are thinking of existed four thousand years and three universes over ago. In which case, the answer is still 'no'. Final question, before I return to the Shifting Paths?"
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The Fox  Tairais • 2 years ago
Orin paused to think for a bit. On one hand, he could pull one last piece of information out of him, but on the other, he still needed to figure out how to kick him out...
He let out a soft sigh. He had to ask.
--" You won't say anything about this will you? "--
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Tairais  The Fox • 2 years ago
He scoffed, as if offended. He wasn't, though- his eyes were glittering too much for that, like glimpses of the cosmos fixed to something almost mortal.
"Naturally not. That would be terribly rude of me." He snickered, then shook his head slightly.
"At any rate, I must thank you for showing me the way out so graciously! I was worried I'd never get your host to cooperate. I suppose it goes without saying that I rather hope neither of you call upon me with ill intent in the waking world. That would hardly go well for anyone involved. Still, if you're the sort of your kind for a friendly chat, I am, as you say down south, 'all ears'."
He took a handful of carefully measured steps, as if feeling his way for something by foot. With each stride, his form blurred and became more translucent, as if it yearned to become one with the strangely viscous mist.
When he had all but disappeared, his outline suspended on dust and shadow, he paused and glanced over his shoulder with a smirk and a wave.
"It was lovely meeting you, truly."
With a final step and a whispering that somehow pierced and ricocheted in the air, he was gone, nothing more than the smell of ozone and decaying leaves on the wind.
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The Fox  Tairais • 2 years ago
Orin didn't know what made him more mad...the fact that this whatever it was could leave on his own or the fact that he even indulged in such a waste of time. Every voice in his head screamed that he should've just skipped all formalities and questioned the creature further, that he should've asked for his name...
Anything that would've been better than what just happened.
Orin stood and stared for sometime before turning away. He put the feel of this creature in the back of his mind...Perhaps he will meet this creature again. If he ever did, he'd be more prepared to deal with them.
He reentered the house and returned to Callum's unconscious body. The forest around him receded back and soon, the dream world was as it was once again.
The hound looked over Callum for a moment before vanishing without a trace.
Slowly, with a drowsy groan, Callum picked himself from the bed and hung his head down in his hands. He was finally awake, out of that migraine of a dream and back in the comfort of reality. Cursing quietly, he flopped down back on the bed and simply lay there.
No more sleep tonight, he decided, Not tonight anyways.
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Tairais  The Fox • 2 years ago
(( *Snickers* Goddamn it Char, even when you're trying not to piss people off, you piss people off! Also, I think this closes the thread for us? Not sure, but I can't really think of anything to add... ))
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The Fox  Tairais • 2 years ago
( What can I say? Orin's just a touchy fellow! Yeah, This seems to be the end of their interaction. It'll be great fun if they ever meet again though. I can just imagine all the fireworks. >:D )
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Tairais  The Fox • 2 years ago
(( By fireworks I think you mean:
>*Charricthran sees Orin. Orin sees Charricthran.*
>Orin: YOU
>Charricthran: Oh for f- listen, bugger off. *Promptly nopes to the Other, regretting his choices*
>Orin: *Enraged roaring*
And thus Charricthran wasn't seen for 1000 years. XD ))
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The Fox  Tairais • 2 years ago
( Absolutely! XDDD Orin goes on a nationwide hunt for Charricthran while he just sits in the Other regretting he ever went dream walking. )
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Tairais  The Fox • 2 years ago
(( "Hey yo, past me? The nine hells were you thinking, my guy. My pal. Buddy chum amigo. You're a right idiot. Didn'tcha learn the last time when you sparked an entire religion devoted to finding and wiping out your influence in the world cos you poked about some Pope or sommat's dreams? I dinnae ken what you were thinkin' of there." ))
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The Fox  Tairais • 2 years ago
( XDDD Meanwhile Orin is uprooting the entirety of London.
--" CALLUM! GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE AND START LOOKING!!! "--
" Orin, we've been searching all MONTH. Can't we-- "
--" DIG! NOW! "-- )
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Tairais  The Fox • 2 years ago
(( *Quiet snickering from their own shadows* ))
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Helen Jekyll  Tairais • 2 years ago
((Oh my God, this just made my morning. XDDDDDDD))
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Tairais • 2 years ago
(( Wizardblizzard, over here :3
"Bell" kept one eye on Charricthran, who seemed to make her nervous, but kept working. She measured out some of the salt into the other beaker, and stirred until it had all disappeared. "And for my next trick..." she said with satisfaction, and tipped one solution into the other. 
Then she took a hasty step back as the mixture began to fizz violently. Slowly it turned an almost luminous green. 
She watched this performance with a harassed expression. "That's not right. I'm sorry, I can't make anything come out today," she said apologetically to Charricthran. 
The man continued to behave as if nothing had happened, as dream people tend to.
~*~
Charricthran nodded his head sideways in a manner that was meant to convey a shrug.
"Science is fickle in its demands for perfection. Not to worry, I have faith that you will do better next time. Wouldn't want to disappoint, after all." ))
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Wizardblizzard  Tairais • 2 years ago
((Well, you got lucky. Although in fact I tried to identify both of them and just couldn't find a natural-sounding way to get it in :-D As you know, it COULD well in fact have been either of them. (I'm starting to wish it had been him, in fact. You might have got more out of that.) ))
She would have been surprised to hear Charricthran's thoughts about laboratories. To her, the room was anything but blank; this was their little kingdom, and playroom. The substances in ranks of bottles and jars were old friends, each containing a different kind of magic to be harnessed. That didn't always mean harnessing it was going to be easy, though. As was proving to be the case today.
The raven-man's last comment surprised her; it seemed like an echo of her own thoughts. "Disappoint whom?"
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Tairais  Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago
(( Heh, I appear to have a natural talent for being lucky in odd situations :P ))
He shrugged, and some alien sort of emotion flickered across his features, gone in the twinkle of an eye as he smiled wryly.
"Yourself, most likely. The memory or honor of someone else you admire, tucked away in the folds of your brain."
All sorts of intriguing dreams this time around.
Delightful.
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Wizardblizzard  Tairais • 2 years ago
She nodded, "That's true. That's true. You're right. Though even if it is, that's hardly the point, is it? This isn't about me, it's about them". She looked at the emerald green liquid in the beaker. "I don't know what this is, but I don't like the look of it." She made as if to pour it down the sink, but changed her mind and put the beaker to one side. A large sheet of paper covered withscribbled notes lay on the table; turning to this, she added a few lines, stared at them for a while without apparently making anything of it, then began mixing up a fresh batch of the same solutions.
((Haven't time to do notes right now, but they'll be along at a later stage.))
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Tairais  Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago
He merely nodded and continued to watch her, having nothing useful to offer her verbally.
For the good and perhaps for the foolish, it was usually about a 'them.'
For the selfish, the broken, and the miserable, it was usually about 'me'.
Of course, as with all things, there were exceptions. A rule that was oft-broken.
Perhaps he would have been better off not thinking that way.
His thoughts fell silent then, flitting between conclusions and trains of logic that were impressions and images only. There was no need for words this time.
If only it were so easy all the time.
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Wizardblizzard  Tairais • 2 years ago • edited
((Sorry, did I stump you? I hate that myself. I wish I could run out of things to say as prettily as you, though :-( Come to think of it, I have got a picture to make up for it, though, so I'm not as much of a damps quib as I thought. What I'm going to do is, I'll post the notes as a link, and you, and Charricthran, can look at them whenever you decide to, without having to wait for me to respond.
https://a.disquscdn.com/get?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.zen177395.zen.co.uk%2FAspie%2520Village%2520etc%2FBell%2527s%2520Notes%2520%2528Dream%2520thread%2529.JPG&key=BfeojhoXOQC-f6IxKPl43w&w=600&h=624
Darn it, the IC/OOC thing bites me in the backside once again. *I* can think of plenty to say to what you said, but none of it applies to *her*, only to me, so it's no good to me. There's nothing to say about the wretched girl; I'm sometimes jealous of you and your disastrous characters. I always make characters that are basically the me that I imagine getting into the story and meddling with everything that's going on, forgetting the first rule of roleplaying, which is: if you want to be sure of getting a story you'll have to bring it yourself. Oh well, then it'd end up as a conversation between the narrators so it's probably just as well!))
Possibly the young chemist didn't have things quite as much in hand as Charricthran thought. This time, the compounds wouldn't even dissolve. She stirred at them for a long time in growing frustration. "This keeps happening. Why can I not get anything to react?" she asks the room in general. 
"You know why, Bell," the man says.
"I don't know, Father. I just do not know. Or I'd have done it. What's the good of standing there saying that?" She looked from him to Charricthran, clearly baffled. "This is as much use as... as a thing that isn't any use."
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Tairais  Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago
"A square wheel, perhaps." He shrugged slightly, glancing at 'Bell's' notes.
He knew a few of the symbols, namely the elements and the chemical compounds they made up. Anything else was beyond him- Richard might know, as fond of geology, chemistry, and metallurgy as he was.
Now granted, that didn't really help him at all. Still, he could try to help. He didn't really have anything better to do...
"I know next to nothing about chemistry and alchemy, but are you sure everything is in the proper ratios and has a suitable catalyst?"
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Wizardblizzard  Tairais • 2 years ago
"Yes!" She paused. "No. Well, I must be doing something wrong, mustn't I? Or must I?"
"Are you sure that that's even the right reaction to be using?" her 'father' put in. She sighed.
"Probably not. ...No. No, it is right. It does make sense. Chemistry is one thing I do know how to do. Only I cannot seem to even begin today - nothing wants to take any notice of me."
"It's the 'purple gold' reaction." She points to the top row of symbols on the paper. "Using an alkaline salt to release the gold from the gold chloride. The salt takes up the chloride you see and the elemental gold is released. That's that Sun there," she indicates the circle with a dot in it, "gold is the Sun. In alchemy. First rule of alchemy and astrology, everything means something else. It's a touchy sort of reaction, but this is ridiculous..."
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Tairais  Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago
"Does it perhaps need to be over a fire or have a bright light shine on it then? Y'know. Things associated with the sun and the like. Heat is the catalyst for some reactions and such. Again, chemistry isn't my forte."
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Wizardblizzard  Tairais • 2 years ago
"Doesn't usually need it. Let's try it."
Cheering up immediately at the prospect of something to try, she tipped out the gold chloride, still sitting at the bottom of its beaker, into another container and suspended it over a burner.
"It's downright peculiar, anyway, now I think about it. Rochelle salt dissolves if you look at it funny. You know - it's one of those things that will dissolve in the jar if you don't put the lid on properly." Was she missing something, here? She took another look at the remaining jar of water.
"Oh, now it's gone at last! That's something, anyway. I think you're bringing us luck, Mr..." A frown crossed her face. "I don't know your name?"
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Tairais  Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago
"You can call me Charricthran, kid. Char, if it tickles ya. Glad t'be of some help. What's this reaction for anyhow?"
The girl's curiosity bled into him, all sharp eyes and quick flashes of light. He was genuinely interested in what she was trying to accomplish- in a dream, no less. Most people tended to avoid the work and tedium of everyday life when they slept- not her, though. Unless this was a hobby rather than work...
No, it felt too.. important not to be at least a little bit related to a subject of great focus in the real world.
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Wizardblizzard  Tairais • 2 years ago
((doesn't know))
((is lonely))
((would like to just make things go bang.))
((is glad someone can describe her character better than she can.))
((how to answer when she's not entirely aware of what it's about herself? I do set myself some impossible ones. And I'd love to explore Char a bit more instead of Bell having to be the whole show, but again, this is delicate without her starting to ask how he got there! *manoeuvres carefully*))
"Isabella Walker. And this is my father Andrew. Pleased to meet you." The ritual of introductions came automatically. Something was still puzzling her... when had he arrived, anyway? She was about to ask, but was distracted by Charricthran's next question. "It's for Dr Jekyll, of course."
She lit the burner as she was speaking.
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Wizardblizzard  Tairais • 2 years ago
((I don't mean you need to wait for the notes to arrive, by the way, unless you want to. I don't know whether they'll get done tonight or not.))
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Tairais  Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago
(( Oh no, sorry! I've just been super busy the past two days! I'm on my way to respond now ))
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Tairais • 2 years ago
(( Helen Jekyll, just mentioning you since you expressed interest :3c ))
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Helen Jekyll  Tairais • 2 years ago
((Oh, good! There's a part two! :D
I was worried I had missed it!))
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Tairais  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
(( Nope! The gang's all here :D ))
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