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[namesthesky]

Aya is little used to having the opportunity to set her own priorities, but she likes it. She's not hurting for any material resources, and the organization of the attic would produce those more than anything else; and she has this entire bookshelf closer to hand. So the attic, which may or may not contain ghosts, languishes; and she steadily works through the book collection. Right now she is on the third in a series of myths from the old religion; this volume is about Aelare, the trickster.

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[anotherbreeze]

And then the next thing is to open the door to their rooms, and...

...wait.

[namesthesky]

Yep. Aya moves a couch a few inches to make a space for Piper to hang out where her keys will be clearly visible from said couch and she'll be out of all the walking paths.

[anotherbreeze]

And then some more waiting. He chooses to wait sitting on that couch, rereading his book of Aelare stories.

[namesthesky]

"I may have run out of thematically suitable things to draw for you the next time I want to draw you something," remarks Aya.

[anotherbreeze]

"Well, that's the beauty of Aelare, isn't it? You can draw just about anything, and I'll know."

[namesthesky]

"All right," Aya giggles.

[anotherbreeze]

He grins at her.

[namesthesky]

"Do I get a cake every couple of drawings?"

[anotherbreeze]

"Maybe. I don't know. I'll make cake when I feel like making cake," he says.

[namesthesky]

"Nothing to do with the drawing, then? Aelarish whimsy?"

[anotherbreeze]

"Oh, it was definitely about the drawing. It just won't always be about the drawings."

[namesthesky]

"What else would it be about?"

[anotherbreeze]

"Aelarish whimsy, maybe."

[namesthesky]

"You get a lot of that?"

[anotherbreeze]

"What else would you call deciding to make you a cake just because I'm happy and I feel like it?"

[namesthesky]

"I didn't say it was an unreasonable label."

[anotherbreeze]

"Then yes, all the time. I'm the Aelare of cake."

[namesthesky]

"Just cake? I wouldn't like to wake up one day and find all of the furniture in my room stuck to the ceiling and my feet replaced with wheels."

[anotherbreeze]

"Cake and things like cake. Nice things."

[namesthesky]

"That's much pleasanter. I'm a disaster on feet, I don't think wheels would improve me."

[anotherbreeze]

"I'd make you hover, like Piper," he says, laughing.

[namesthesky]

"Now that would be convenient if only I could move along a bit faster than Piper can."

[anotherbreeze]

"Well, nothing's perfect."

[namesthesky]

"I know, it's a terrible pity."

[anotherbreeze]

He laughs.