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glowfic2015-08-28 09:52 pm
The same isn't true about the wind.
Witches aren't troubled by the cold, but the same isn't true about the wind.
Temperance wasn't afraid of falling from her brand new cloudpine branch, but she might drop her books and that was nearly as bad. She decided to land until the weather quieted down.
Instead of quieting it down, the weather got worse, snow started falling and it was hard to navigate even with Faramund covering her with his wings.
Temperance didn't hear anything, just saw a glimpse of the thing, just enough for her brain to register the combination of snake and mirror and...
...then she found herself under warm sunlight, feeling a gentle breeze over her skin. Blinking away the sudden light and the melting snow in her eyes, she found herself surrounded by a green woodland that was too warm to be anywhere near she remembered being.
In short, Temperance and her daemon were very confused.
Temperance wasn't afraid of falling from her brand new cloudpine branch, but she might drop her books and that was nearly as bad. She decided to land until the weather quieted down.
Instead of quieting it down, the weather got worse, snow started falling and it was hard to navigate even with Faramund covering her with his wings.
Temperance didn't hear anything, just saw a glimpse of the thing, just enough for her brain to register the combination of snake and mirror and...
...then she found herself under warm sunlight, feeling a gentle breeze over her skin. Blinking away the sudden light and the melting snow in her eyes, she found herself surrounded by a green woodland that was too warm to be anywhere near she remembered being.
In short, Temperance and her daemon were very confused.

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"Those are typical witch's clothes," Temperance says not even bothering looking down to her silks.
"What do you mean?" Temperance says to the other one "how do you know all this stuff?"
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She looks at the non-telepathic flying mutant "How are you doing that?"
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"My name is Edie Xavier. I think Emily already mentioned my first name, but not our surname."
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"And you are speaking English," Temperance points out "unless you can translate stuff somehow, it wouldn't be the weirdest thing I have seen today. Your clothes look fairly normal for north america, this is the United States or Canada?"
She absently pets Faramund, who has been quiet this entire time.
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Temperance suddenly knows exactly what Edie means. She can work around Temperance's personal information to get a good understanding of the world Temperance is from. Things she wouldn't actively be thinking about, because it's too normal--the year, background context about daemons, any kind of cultural knowledge Temperance has. She can also, separately, acquire the circumstances for how exactly Temperance came to be here. The latter is even easier--she does something like it with her twin all the time. She won't do either without Temperance agreeing to it.
With the information comes the unfamiliar sensation of another mind touching her own, along with a fleeting impression that this is how Edie feels every time she's close enough to another person to observe their existence.
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If Edie scans Temperance's mind she will see...
...A world very recognizable as Earth, but with clear differences. Three different intelligent species, humans, witches and the Panserbjørne, the former two are born with daemons - external souls that accompany them through their entire lives, settling around puberty into a form that represents themselves and shouldn't be touched - the three species haven't always lived in harmony, but they manage to co-exist today. History is remarkably similar with many names the same and the roles different. One remarkable difference is that Temperance is from the year 2015.
Edie can also see what Temperance knows about how she came to be here, but it isn't much.
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The world is...basically the same. Despite the fact that no one has daemons, and for most of history their has only been one kind of sentient being, the worlds' histories match up with startling regularity.
(The bit where John Calvin wasn't Pope in this universe goes unnoticed. The twins are Jewish and know very little that isn't extremely basic about Christianity.)
In 1944, during the Holocaust, a teenage girl named Erika Lehnsherr manifested magnetic powers while trying to avoid having her and her mother separated from her father in the camps. One of the camp doctors was also a mutant, a dynakinetic called Klaus Schmidt. He killed her parents and tortured her for years, in the name of developing her potential. When she ultimately escaped at the end of the war, she vowed to hunt him down and kill him for what he had done. While she was doing that, he made plans based on ideas about how mutants worked that were so wrong they would be funny if they didn't prompt him to use mutants who hadn't manage to escape his control to guide the world to the brink of nuclear annihilation. A CIA agent named Moira McTaggert found him out, and went to Charles Xavier, a recent doctor of genetics whose dissertation had speculated on the possibility of mutants, only to find that he and his sister, a shapeshifter, were mutants themselves. While Charles and Erika were both trying to take down Schmidt (now going by Sebastian Shaw) for different reasons, their paths intersected. They worked together, formed a partnership, recruited mutants found using Charles' telepathy and an amplifier called Cerebro, and managed to kill Shaw right before it was too late to save the world, at the cost of Charles' legs. It happened publicly enough that there was no hiding the existence of mutants after that. The two eventually got married, had twin girls, and are currently running a boarding school for young mutants.
The ensuing blow-up after Cuba, Magneto's almost-descent into villainy, and the fact that the two weren't married until after the twins were born goes unmentioned.
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The witch thinks for a moment, looking at her books
"So, I haven't tried to tackle a situation like this with magic before," She says "Could I stay with you people for a time? I can trade my stay with magical favors if necessary."
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