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Amethyst	Bright walls outside, made not from wood, but from solid stone. Various engravings are etched into the walls. A few are just small dedications to the elementals who built this place, but many are alchemical principals. And directly above the door, is the very foundation, "As above, so below" Of course there's still an open sign, but a little better made this time around. Inside, it is a darker color, with various lines and sigils drawn around, structure for future workings. On the walls are flameless lights and there's rugs of various patterns in the floors. There's a foyer decorated with sigils and signs common to Great Forks, the shop floor with its many tables, cabinets, and displays, the larger workshop filled with space for sorcery reagents (and it is surprisingly sparse at the moment), the smaller workshop for the alchemies not done in the shop, an upstairs with a few different bedrooms as well as a master bedroom, and a spot where... it's not exactly certain where the door should go but it's covered in runes and there's nothing behind it. But today the shop isn't open. It's later in th evening, and the young alchemist is 'relaxing' in her smaller workshop, studying a skin that she's working on for her transformation project. There's also meat that's being reduced into something or the other. It's much more spartan than her full setup, with only the distilled essences of the five basic elements and whatever she's made using them. "One day." She says to herself. "One day maybe I'll get lucky..."
Hoarfrost	"Lucky?" Hoarfrost says sealing the container of chemical she was working with and removing a set of goggles from her eyes. She too has been spending some time working on the making of medicines of late, or perhaps she is simply happy to have another good excuse to come see her favorite dragon in her new home. "I would say the maidens have been on your side for a while now, but I expect you mean specifically in regards to your pet project?" giving a knowing smile as she peeks at what Ammie is currently working on and moving closer. "Is there something I can help with?"
Amethyst	Amethyst puts down her tools and looks over the skin. It definitely still looks fresh. Tho it's been there for at least a few hours now. "Well, the good news is that I think I can preserve them. But that's only half the battle. Delicately shaping a skin to play off of my fluid essence is not an easy task. But maybe you're right about the Maidens. Hmm." And Amethyst just sorta idly hugs Frosty and sits down, dragging her down too. "I don't know if it's the Maiden's help that I need tho."
Hoarfrost	"It was an interesting approach to take. I would have seen if I could have slowed down the process with death essence. Water essence would have never occurred to me." With a pleased smile she abandons the last of the tools in hand and easy is drawn down into the hug and into the chair. Nuzzling softly against the crook of her neck. A soft sigh of comfort escaping her lips. "Oh? Who do you need?" inosent little smile on her face. Unclear if she truly doesn't know or is just being playful.
Amethyst	The little alchemist wiggles and worms her way from a hug into Frosty's lap, nuzzling against the crook of /her/ neck. "Maybe I need to pray to Luna." She muses. "If anyone would be able to help me learn the secrets of shapeshifting, I think it'd be them. But, it might be cheating if I could just /ask/ her, well, them." The Dragon then continues, "Oh wouldn't it be funny if I ended up with some blessing from them that allowed me to make this work. I wonder if the Dragon-blooded scholars would claim that I too stole the power from the moon." "Maybe I oughta just make plans to go into the wyld. I know how to quest against it. And if one of you were to witness it, then maybe one of you could write it into my skin." Her tattoos glow and florish for just a moment before settling back down.
Hoarfrost	The two mercurial forms squirming in the chair for who has the right to sit In what lap. Hoarfrost giggles but knows when she is beat finding the little dragon on her, and nuzzling into her neck. Offering a soft kiss to the top of the head as she wraps her arms about the other. Letting her burry herself into her. "I dunno they are fickle." Knowing that not even she has seen Luna since her exaltation. Blushing just a little at the memory of it. "Your just as likely to get something unexpected. I think you have the right idea with your working. The idea of going out into the wyld though is both terrifying and exiting." Finger trailing the lines of the tattoo as he considers.
Amethyst	"Just as Creation is terrifying and exciting for the fae, the wyld is terrifying and exciting for us." The demi-fae muses, then kissing Frosty's neck. "But I think I've done enough work Creation-side. I have a preservation method, I can sort of merge it with me, but the final step, that will require something more. If not to Elderloch, then to wyld itself. Tho I'll have no way to stop its mutagenic power from washing over me, if you are brave and strong, it will give as much as it takes. And to someone who's blood lies has ties to it, maybe I'll just have my way." "And uh, you and Rishi can make me like me again, uh, right?"
Hoarfrost	"Rishi would likely have the best luck doing it safely, I would have to rely on sorcery to do it. Either way I think we have you covered. No force will make you anything but what you want to be as long as we are around." Arms giving a protective squeeze as Hoarfrost says this. Lunars are nothing if not protective of those they have sworn to protect. "I admit a curiosity to see what lays in the wyld, or even just to meet your mother in Elderlock. I hope we ... get along." The blush on her face growing a little more. The idea of meeting Amethyst's family exiting and tarrying her just as much as the wyld itself.
Amethyst	"I think it'll be fine. Tho I'd have to have some nerve to return to Elderloch after my mother told me not to. I'm supposed to 'Establish myself in Great Forks with my father and I will join you some time later after'" Amethyst says, as tho reading it off of a piece of paper. She grumbles. "I wasn't told why I had to leave or what was going on. I should've been able to stay and train until I was a full-fledged well, I dunno what you would call me. But I'd have the power of the wyld at my disposal. Exalting was surprising and amazing but we all thought that I wouldn't."
Hoarfrost	Hoarfrost gives another reassuring kiss. "And you have. Established several friendships with powerful exalts. If you have not completed your task I'm not sure it was completable. Bring those connections to bare for your family seems like part of your task no?" for someone who can't lie she seems to think she has the problem all figured out. "Can you not weild those powers as a dragon?"
Amethyst	"Yeah. I have. After the heist, and after I reaffirm my own dedication to the Dragons, I will begin preperations to journey into the wyld. I'll use the same tools I did before to fight against it and maintain my sanity: The sheer volume of stability that the immaculate texts are designed to provide. That, and unlike last time, I do have the might of one of the Exalted. Tho perhaps not as great as a Solar or a Lunar." The young dragon boops Frosty. "I will make my own legend in due time."
Hoarfrost	Eyes crossing a little as she is booped she gives a little nod. "No rush we are both much longer lived than mortals." Part of her wondering if the essence fever has at all subsided in the young dragon at this point. "It sounds like you will have a lot of reading to do." Yawning softly she curls into Amethyst a bit more. Resting her head on the other's "We have been working on our projects for a long while now. Maybe we should just take a moment and rest our eyes." Enjoying every moment of simply holding the dragon close to her. Feeling her warmth against her own.
Amethyst	Well, Amethyst hasn't burned anything else down and trekked who-knows-how-many-miles searching for one particular glade in a forest to find her friend and apologize, so maybe the essence fever's just slightly dimmed. Tho the fever hasn't really subsided, she does have a grip on herself again. "A few hundred years isn't as long as I'd like to think it is." Amethyst says, cuddling and relaxing. "But yes, let us just rest for now." She hugs her love and nuzzles and rests her eyes.