horrible cold

[warmfeelings]

Chelsa buries herself in her friends, and the warmth of the world that Harley isn't on anymore. She doesn't understand him. She never will. But there's Corona, sun-scorching and intense; there's Amdon, her oldest and closest; there's Anneia, sweet and smiling; there's Sandre, cuddly and fun; there's Tima, pretty-kindling and empathetic; there's Pacco, bright and deferent; there's Jony, hot as a kiln; Lionara hot as molten glass. And Aelise herself, who makes so many compromises but who does love Chelsa after all.

Harley wasn't like that one cold, cold girl, who - she wasn't even technically a sociopath. Sociopaths kindle like everyone else. She was just - cold. Like an airless environment in which no fire can burn.

But Aelise had her killed, and Chelsa made sure no one would miss her, and if anything like that ever happened again, Chelsa has every confidence that Aelise would make it right. Harley's one thing. He can just be - out of sight, out of mind. Aelise would never expect Chelsa to compromise on the existence of such a terrible cold.

Comments

[alicornucopia]

"I cover myself," says Mehitabel. "How do you do other people?"

[queensidecastle]

"How do you cover yourself?"

[alicornucopia]

"I didn't even know I was doing it until today."

[queensidecastle]

Kers shrugs.

"The point is, 'how' is not really a meaningful question between Gifts. No two Gifts work exactly the same way. I cover other people because that's how my Gift works, and I do it by using my Gift, and that's about as much useful detail as anybody's ever been able to get across without involving a telepath."

[alicornucopia]

"I wonder if I could do other people, though."

[queensidecastle]

"How would you test that?"

[alicornucopia]

"It would have to be somebody Chelsa wouldn't notice. Because I'm a secret," Mehitabel says, after thinking this over. "And then I would try stuff."

[queensidecastle]

"But right now, the only thing you're sure you shield against is Chelsa," Kers observes.

[alicornucopia]

"Ye-e-es. But she didn't notice me not paying attention to the morning announcements, right?"

[queensidecastle]

"Right. But how are you going to experiment on people down there, without anybody noticing, when you're up here?"

[alicornucopia]

"Would she notice if you didn't like the morning announcements anymore?" inquires Mehitabel.

[queensidecastle]

"As a matter of fact, she didn't."

[alicornucopia]

"Oh - do you already not watch them?"

[queensidecastle]

"I don't get them up here. Chelsa thinks I'm on the planet."

[alicornucopia]

"Oh. Well, then I guess I can't test on you, huh."

[queensidecastle]

"Guess not."

[alicornucopia]

Mehitabel contemplates this problem, stumped. "Maybe if I could shield you I could just tell somehow. I don't know."

[queensidecastle]

"Maybe you could. You've got time to think about it, anyway."

[alicornucopia]

Mehitabel nods. "And if I do manage to do it for you nobody else will see. Because we're secret."

[queensidecastle]

"Exactly."

[alicornucopia]

"What would happen if Chelsa knew you were not on the planet listening to her say good morning every day?"

[queensidecastle]

"I believe the phrase is 'very upset'."

[alicornucopia]

"I don't like her one bit," Mehitabel announces. "In fact I think I hate her."

[queensidecastle]

"Good thing you're living in the only place where you can safely say that, huh?"

[alicornucopia]

"Yes, but there should be more places like that." Mehitabel ponders. "What do you keep people safe from?"