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"Okay, then let me, um... one second." And as usual in this sort of situation Libra is gonna enter a state of hyper awareness which essentially slows down the world around her.
Since she needed to think about this one.
Get ideas and such.
Looking between the two gals, from her perspective essentially frozen in time along with the rest of the world, she took in their appearances.
So it was clear that they weren't too different in age which might make them look a bit too similar?
But she didn't really have permission from anyone else and these two might figure out she had broken her poorly defined set of rules at one point if she went overboard again.
Could she get an appearance from a dreaming person perhaps? Nah, it'd make it too obvious that she didn't get it from Skye.
What about someone close to Skye? So not her but related to her. Just with some modifications to hide her whoopsie.
Then she’ll just implement the rest like usual.
Yes, that sounded good.
But there was something missing though, something that felt essential. So she was gonna give Artie a new mask ‘cause… ‘cause she wasn’t getting enough interaction, right? She was basically all alone. Would a new mask really help with that?
Probably not.
So she needed something a little bit extra. Some whatdoyoucallit… spice. Something to make it that extra mile or whatever those units of measurement were called.
Skye had been a success in that regard but she had also overstepped her bounds on that one. Yet masks were like new identities, right? All she needed to do was attach some kind of status to it-
Libra snaps her fingers triumphantly, that was it!
All she needed was to handwave the boring parts to give Artie a little shove in the right direction and everything would be just fine. Since the girl could work two jobs, right?
…right? Just how many jobs did people usually have? She rubbed her chin.
Had she ever talked with someone with two jobs? No, she didn’t believe so.
Blast!
Guess people couldn’t work that out, huh?
Okay, okay, but what if she could improve her current job.
Which was-
Libra looks around the room.
-related to funnily shaped glass jars.
Or rather, what was inside those jars she suddenly recalled. What she also recalled was that her boss was perhaps one of the most boring people alive. So no wonder she had such an un-fun life. It would require some serious measures to turn this around.
First of all, she was going to see if she could find that funny item she had seen mentioned when she got that fey-core for Artie. It should be in her memories…
Libra reached out inside the fey’s being only to find it all locked away and not by Artie herself, these had been sealed away by her court. Libra curses to herself. That wouldn’t do. Guessed they must have stepped up security, huh? Well, maybe she could recall it from her own memory then. Wouldn’t be too hard, right? She could just fill in the blanks with her own additions. That way they couldn’t accuse her of recreating it since it obviously wasn’t the same thing and Artie had just gotten it from… a friend.
While it would be no time at all for everyone else to Libra it actually took a while before she was holding the creatively recreated idol or whatever one could call it. Artie- or rather her predecessor had called it her magnum op.. something. Unimportant Libra decided.
What she should be focusing on was if the item would be enough. If not, then, well she had another idea but she was gonna see how the item would work out first.
“Alright.” She declares as she slowed down time to be in line with everyone else.
“I’m done-”
However, Libra was now holding in one hand a mask and in the other a ash-grey bowl with serpents carved into its surface. The moment Libra appears the carvings start to move and their eyes start to glow.
While Artie (and Libra) aren’t affected, Skye will start to change. Growing scales all over her body in a
cobra-like pattern while her face turns more serpentine and she nearly instantly loses all her hair as it just drops off her.
“-whoops. Uh, I can undo that.”
[Seminar Room]
"Just one member? Or is it more of a widespread belief? Since in that case I could always bring it up with the commanders." Ambrosia suggests.
[A Meeting of Minds]
Ambrosia was pretty sure Utayo had only made them with one specific shape in mind but it was not for her to explain her drones. But the planeswalker always did seem quite excited while discussing them. While she often seemed to want to express her emotions in a subtle manner, much like herself, she had a hard time when it came to her own interests.
[Shark to Meet You]
"Oh, it can recover mana too depending on what you eat, but usually it's what you drink that does that." Anika explains, surprised that Maria didn't know this already.
Then there's a loud clock going off in the kitchen.
"Oh!" Anika practically jumps off her chair.
"That's the food! I'll be right back!" And then she runs off.
A moment later there's a scream but at least no fire alarms were going off this time.