several kinds

[thaumobabble]

Glass appears in the Belltower, where the Jokers less Felicity are still assembled.

"There are," she announces, "kinds of you."

Comments

[her_imperial_radiance]

Elspeth remains quietly in place, following him with her eyes when he gets up to fetch snacks or visit the bathroom but making no particular comment.

Eventually, dinnertime rolls around, and Jacob opens the front door, and Elspeth hops over the back of the couch to traipse over to him and give him a hug.

[inhispockets]

Felicity... observes this interaction.

[her_imperial_radiance]

"Felicity, this is Jacob, my wolf. Jake, this is Felicity."

The way Jake looks at Elspeth would make it pretty obvious he was her wolf even if Felicity had not been previously introduced to the concept.

"Hi, Felicity," says Jake. "Huh, this one's not white."

"He is not," agrees Elspeth. "Just barely not the first discovered case - the elf Sandy looks Asian, I'm not sure what the equivalent phenotype in Thilanushinyel is called."

"Huh," says Jake.

[inhispockets]

Felicity has no comment on any of this, apparently.

[her_imperial_radiance]

Jacob starts rummaging in the kitchen. "Did you just tell it to make like Harley just made a grocery trip?" he asks Elspeth.

"As a shortcut. Yeah."

"Heh. Well, at least I know what's around. Lots of ingredients."

"Feel free to conjure a pizza," chuckles Elspeth.

"Might just. Felicity, you want pizza?"

[inhispockets]

"Sure," says Felicity.

[her_imperial_radiance]

"What do you eat on yours?" asks Jacob, around the banana he is eating as a stopgap food for apparently very impatient hunger. "Man, I can't even remember what pizza toppings were popular seventy years ago. I think pepperoni's traditional, they had pepperoni, right?"

"Pepperoni is more than seventy years old as a pizza topping. Felicity is more likely to be puzzled by the availability of mashed potatoes. Or fig slices."

[inhispockets]

"Fig slices? You know what, go for fig slices," says Felicity.

[her_imperial_radiance]

"All right, one with fig slices, coming right up." Jacob conjures two pizzas, on platters rather than in cardboard boxes; his is covered in assorted forms of meat and cut into very wide slices, Felicity's is dotted with sliced figs and has more standard cuts. Jacob proceeds to sit in front of and eat his pizza. He gives Elspeth a bite when she leans over his shoulder.

[inhispockets]

Felicity eats his pizza and snuggles his poof.

[her_imperial_radiance]

Elspeth is satisfied with one bite of pizza, but she sits next to her wolf and continues computing.

[inhispockets]

Most of Felicity's pizza goes by before he slows down. (He manages not to smudge the computer any more than slightly.)

[her_imperial_radiance]

When he does slow down, Elspeth takes five triangles out of her coin sorter. Two of them are the same color as her hair, one of them is Harley's white-and-streaked-with-color, and two are a warm, chocolate brown sort of like the weird magnet-clasped uniform Jacob's wearing. "Here are some little wishcoins. They'll make little wishes - they'll clean off your computer screen or braid your hair or flick a lightswitch from across the room, that sort of thing."

[inhispockets]

"Cool," says Felicity, inspecting them.

[her_imperial_radiance]

"If you run out, let me know."

[inhispockets]

"Okay."

[her_imperial_radiance]

"They're different colors depending on who makes them. These are mine, those are Jake's, this is Harley's."

[inhispockets]

Looking at the coins and their respective sources that he can see, he asks, "Does Harley wear a lot of funny rainbow shit?"

[her_imperial_radiance]

"Not especially. And Jake's uniform is brown because his fur is brown, when he's a wolf, so that's the Imperial pack color. His sisters' packs wear black and white respectively."

[inhispockets]

"Uh-huh," says Felicity. "So where's Harley's coin colour come from?"

[her_imperial_radiance]

"A lot of the Jokers do rainbowy coins, actually. The eponymous Joker, the one who works for my mom, makes these -" She pulls out a clear triangle, also streaked. "It's not always clear why coin colors are what they are, though. Sometimes they're obvious." She tugs at her hair. Then she pulls out one of her mother's triangles, gold and glowy. "Bells' coins glow if they have native magic for defense against mental spying and tampering, in all different solid colors, and they're other, non-glowy patterns if they don't. Do you want to see what yours would be?"

[inhispockets]

"Sure," he says.

[her_imperial_radiance]

Elspeth puts away excess triangles and spends a square.

[inhispockets]

The illusory square that appears in front of Felicity is black - almost like Alice's colour-glimmering obsidian - but instead of those now-you-see-it-now-you-don't highlights, or Harley's more substantial but still wispy streaks, it has thick veins of red and blue and green and gold and violet and pink chasing each other across its surface.

"Pretty," he says admiringly.

[her_imperial_radiance]

"It is!"