Is it accurate to call this a road trip?

[poll_the_stars]

Inavet does not fidget. There is no fidgeting. She is not a creature that is capable of fidgeting, she trained the habit away five centuries ago when she realized it really ticked her off. She will sit, serenely, maybe read books while waiting, but she doesn't fidget anymore.

But right now, she sort of wishes she did.

How does one mentally prepare to go to another universe?

She has no idea. She hasn't done it before. She realizes, vaguely, that this is kind of a stupid thing to worry about. She knows exactly who she's visiting, has wanted to for a while, and it's a smart tactical decision and helpful and safe and oh goddesses what if everything is weird, what if this becomes the most awkward day of all time, what if she spontaneously combusts upon entering the gate and going to Nexus? That can probably happen. Somehow. She's not really sure how, but if she's learned anything from this past week it is that the multiverse is a strange and terrifying place. And that it is good to be paranoid.

She wastes time on paranoia. She sits. She does not fidget. And she waits for a gate.

Comments

[from_scratch]

"No problem. Am I loitering or am I going home now?"

[poll_the_stars]

"You need the list from Miles, I assume. Or... Actually I suppose you could copy it, couldn't you."

[from_scratch]

"It might take a little doing if he didn't title it something obvious like 'list of books for Cam', admittedly."

[thisvorlunatic]

"I'm not in the habit of titling these things," says Miles, producing a folded bit of paper and handing it over.

[from_scratch]

Yoink. "Well, that's just culturally insensitive." Wag, wag.

[thisvorlunatic]

Snort.

[from_scratch]

Wag wag wag wag!

[thisvorlunatic]

"You and your adorable tail-wagging."

...Oh no.

[from_scratch]

"I love having a tail! Tails are great. I waited too long to get one."

[thisvorlunatic]

At least he didn't make the bet.

"I am in the habit of turning down offers of extra appendages, personally," says Miles. "But it suits you very well."

[from_scratch]

"I didn't offer you any extras. You wouldn't heal clean if you needed rid of them."

[poll_the_stars]

(Inavet is trying her very hardest to not crack up laughing, and it's really not working.)

[thisvorlunatic]

"Yes, you've been very agreeable that way."

[from_scratch]

"I'm a very friendly demon."

[thisvorlunatic]

"Well, I lack a point of comparison, but you do seem very friendly on the wider scale."

[from_scratch]

"I mean, you could summon a dozen more, see how nice they are. I think I'm well above average."

[thisvorlunatic]

"Alas, security concerns take precedence over personal curiosity."

[from_scratch]

"Am I the first one you got, or did you go through a few who didn't seem like they'd behave?"

[thisvorlunatic]

"No, I was lucky the first time."

[from_scratch]

"Fortunate soul."

[thisvorlunatic]

"That's me."

[from_scratch]

Wag wag.

[thisvorlunatic]

Ugh he's too cute.

[from_scratch]

He's adorable. And waggy.

[thisvorlunatic]

"I hope we're not keeping you from anything important...?"

Please say we're keeping you from something important.