"My grandpa Carlisle bought it for my grandma Esme a long time ago." She snaps her fingers. "I said I'd get you a computer." And she conjures up a tablet laptop for him and bounces an overview of how to work it in simple enough terms for a twelve-year-old from the nineteen-eighties. "The hookups to the internet from Origin will roll out in a week, and Gift will take a little longer, and once the kinks have been ironed out we're going to add Atlantis too."
"If you have any questions I'll answer them," Elspeth says, and she makes sure there is a fountain for the poof and then conjures herself a bottle of bubbly. "Jake will be here to introduce himself around dinnertime."
Elspeth finishes her bubbly, makes a couple of teleporting trips between the Québec house and the island for personal effects, arranges them where they belong, and then sits on the other sofa with her own computer.
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.
"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."
"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."
"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.
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Date: 2013-09-27 08:07 pm (UTC)He ruffles his poof and turns on the computer.
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Date: 2013-09-27 08:38 pm (UTC)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.
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Date: 2013-09-27 08:41 pm (UTC)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.
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Date: 2013-09-27 08:47 pm (UTC)"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?"
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Date: 2013-09-27 08:51 pm (UTC)"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."
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