ma fête

[beheld_beauty]

Belle allows Jane to handle the guest list, and warns the kitchen that it will be serving many people, and makes sure that the living gardens are behaving themselves about maintaining paths for people to walk along, and she comes up with an enchantment to augment the castle's set of behavior so it can offer up appropriate music at appropriate times. She flies to Luc's village, and fetches him back, and tells him of the coming festivities, and assigns him to develop an introductory description of what enchanting is so that she can delegate tedious repeated introductory descriptions of it to him. Jane gives her advance notice of the nametag conventions, and she considers an enchanting solution but does not think it is best suited; she wishes the system into place instead.

She does like having wishes.

Comments

[guiltless]

"Ooookay," says Sandy.

[luminous_regnant]

"I may have a slight problem," Golden observes after a silence.

[she_sells_seashells]

"Ooh, yeah," says Shell Bell, "I bet he'd volunteer and everything but you wouldn't want to, would you? And it's not like coins where he can just hand you a pile of them and you don't have to involve yourself in the making."

[temporal_affairs]

Nathan snaps his fingers. "See about Eights," he suggests. "She's not at this party, but you can always make a trip or just call her. She's not -" He makes a vague gesture. "About it. Not necessarily anyway. Could be very strictly professional about it."

[guiltless]

"...Wait, what?" says Sandy.

[bellfounding]

"Channeling hurts, Jokers get off on it, and Golden is way too monogamous to do anything that's going to turn anybody on with somebody who isn't her husband," summarizes Pattern.

[guiltless]

"Ahhh, gotcha," says Sandy, nodding. "Eights is a good pick, then, it's like half the time she doesn't even notice it."

[luminous_regnant]

"I'll get in touch with her after the party. I suppose developing an aura is hardly urgent," says Golden, "I've done without this long. It is nicely intimidating, though."

[beheld_beauty]

"Yours may not turn out exactly like mine," says Rose. "My books described a variety of possible auras - yours will suit you, and so it could be similar to mine as you are similar to me, but I wouldn't expect them to be identical. Of course, if you don't like it, suppression is easy." She draws her aura back into herself, and she suddenly no longer gives of an outward pressure of power, magic, majesty, and then she lets it out again.

[autokinetic]

"...Huh, I thought how pretty you are was part of the aura. I think you're just prettier than us. Except Golden, but you're not vampire-looking."

[beheld_beauty]

"Am I?" asks Rose, peering at the other Bell faces. "How odd. We're certainly all mutually recognizable."

[guiltless]

"You are really pretty," says Sandy.

[beheld_beauty]

"My name means it and everything," sighs Belle. "Couldn't any of you have...?" She waves a hand.

[self_composed]

"Yeah, we could've all prettied up to match Golden in any color scheme vampiric or otherwise, but none of us appear to feel like it," shrugs Stella.