beheld_beauty | ma bête

beheld_beauty

Beast seems to be sleeping in a bit this morning. Perhaps he has had a good dream. Belle can study on her own, anyway.

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From:

deslandes

He nods, and smiles.

From:

beheld_beauty

"...If you say so."

She reads carefully through the spell. It really isn't hard, it just needs a lot of Will power.

She falls into her mindscape and reaches out for his, and channels.

Edited Date: 2013-03-20 05:19 pm (UTC)

From:

deslandes

The Beast... really doesn't seem displeased about it.

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beheld_beauty

Belle checks up on him before even looking out the window, but - yeah, that doesn't look like displeasure, on either face.

"You weren't kidding," she murmurs, and she looks out the window. The ash is cleared, the fire's out. The spell didn't restore the plants, but they'll grow back.

From:

deslandes

He flops his head into her lap again and purrs.

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beheld_beauty

Pet, pet. "It can't feel to you the way pain feels to me," she murmurs. "I can't imagine what else it could be like, though."

From:

deslandes

"Why can't it?"

Edited Date: 2013-03-20 05:31 pm (UTC)

From:

beheld_beauty

"It's inherently unlikeable, for me."

From:

deslandes

"But it could feel the same, and I could feel differently about it," he says.

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beheld_beauty

"...Maybe. I suppose I'd have to be able to read your mind to know for sure," she shrugs.

From:

deslandes

"Can magic do that?"

From:

beheld_beauty

"Maybe. Do you want me to look for that, too?" laughs Belle.

From:

deslandes

"I'd like it," he says.

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beheld_beauty

"You have very odd tastes," she says, and she starts looking, taking notes for a meta-index as she goes.

From:

deslandes

He laughs.

From:

beheld_beauty

A woman's voice, speaking Callian but accented with significant Albion, calls from the front hall.

"Hello? Is anyone home?"

Edited Date: 2013-03-20 05:47 pm (UTC)

From:

deslandes

The Beast is confused.

From:

beheld_beauty

So is Belle!

"Hello!" calls she-of-Albion-accent again. "I got lost, and there was a fire and it chased me here, and I'm not packed for a long trip, and I can't find my friends! Can someone help me? Isn't there anyone here?"

From:

deslandes

He looks up at Belle.

"Do you want to go and explain?"

From:

beheld_beauty

"I - sure. Probably best if I warn her what you'll look like to her."

Belle gets up and goes to the entrance hall.

"Oh! Someone is here! Hello - I'm Chelise - what is this place, who are you?"

"I'm Belle," says Belle. "I'm afraid you're stuck here - the castle is cursed, it's just us and Beast - despite the name he's quite friendly, though."

"Oh - well - but my friends -"

"You're welcome to try finding them, but you'll find that the curse will turn you around and bring you straight back here, and your friends will find that they're turned away if they wind up heading towards us," sighs Belle. "I'm sorry - I do understand; I was looking for my father when I got drawn in."

"But," says Chelise, "but then how long do I have to stay here - without any of my friends?"

"I'm really sorry," sighs Belle. "It's until I manage to break the curse - I'm studying enchanting - or until one of us manages to fall in mutual love with Beast."

"Oh. Well. Can you introduce me, then?" asks Chelise.

"Yes, but you should be warned that he's cursed too - he doesn't look human at the moment."

"That's all right, isn't he still a person?" says Chelise.

"Yes."

"If my friends aren't going to find me I'd better make friends with you two, hadn't I?" says Chelise reasonably.

And the two young women go into the library. Chelise is blonde and blue-eyed and a little older than Belle, plainer in the face but with a friendly expression to Belle's resignation. "Hello," she says to the Beast. "I'm Chelise."