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Town Hall, Thursday

A large dome of glass had slid over the island overnight. Jesse had been by to poke at it, but there was just... no getting through it.

Now she was back.

"Yeah," Jesse said, "We have a problem."

She was currently behind her desk, trying to pry a strand of lights from her leg. She'd successfully murdered it - it wasn't moving anymore - but it was definitely stuck.

She rubbed her forehead. "Well, the door's still open," she said to her assistant, "At least I don't think we're going to be alone in figuring this out..."

Her assistant beamed and pushed the tiny cactus towards Jesse.

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C'mon. You know you want to mingle.

Nina bounced in through the doors, still beaming wildly.

This time it was less because of the island and more because she'd discovered that her... thing... about fire didn't extend to mouthy mistletoe. Bwahaha.

She was less than enthused about the snow globe thing though.

"Last time someone broke the snow globe it, like, got super ugly???????" Nina announced. "So, like, let's not do that?????????"

The greenery yelling terrible things at him had been more than Stark could handle this morning so he'd left his apartment in search of somewhere he might be both distracted and useful. It was here or the clinic and he'd made made a quick left turn when he ran into one of the snow angels and a clearly malevolent strand of lights while walking down Apocalypse Avenue.

"Perhaps," he muttered as he walked in, "I ought to have stayed indoors." Or he perhaps should find an escort who could cover his right side so he didn't end up dead in a snowdrift.

"Are you okay??????" Nina asked, mostly because he was Dad's friend and had seemed cool enough when she'd talked to him, if a bit awkward. "Do you need healing???????"

"Oh. No." Stark looked down at himself to be sure. "No, not injured. It's a thick coat. Just...hard to watch for everything, especially to the right." Having one eye was a distinct disadvantage sometimes.

"But thank you. For checking."

"No problem!!!!!!!" she said, though she was frowning slightly. "Are you going to be okay to get home in the dark tonight???????"

"Hopefully." He gave a slight shrug. "Maybe the lights are easier to see at night? Although the rest wouldn't be."

Yeaaah.

"I'll walk you back," Nina decided, her voice daring him to say no. "Dad would, like, never forgive me if I didn't!!!!!!!!!"

He would, but she was using him as an excuse.

"Besides, like, I'm sure he won't mind feeding me supper!!!!!!"

"Is that safe for you? I don't want Liam to never forgive me if something happens to you." That would be awful, then Stark might need to move!

"I'm sure I would be fine." He was not at all sure of that. "But thank you."

"I can take care of myself," she asserted, grinning up at him. "I'm a lot tougher than I look and I use magic too, so I cheat!!!!!!!!"

"I didn't mean to imply that you couldn't," Stark said hurriedly. He knew better than to imply that about anyone around here!

"Your magic works against all the latest developments?"

"So far, yes!!!!!!! It's actually been a lot of fun, even though my brother disagrees with me there!!!!!!!"

That was because Prompto was less-danger-prone sibling.

"I might agree with your brother," Stark said. "I prefer when the decorations aren't trying to maim anyone." He particularly enjoyed when Christmas wasn't trying to murder him. "Is your brother here? Or somewhere else?"

"He's currently on a different world, working," Nina said, with a bit of a shrug. "He's not happy I texted him the news and that he can't get here!!!!!!!!"

Nina still thought that was weird since, like, he'd gotten mad at her when she hadn't told him the news before...

Stark nodded. "I'm sure he would rather be with you. Even if the entire holiday is attacking. Or especially because the entire holiday is attacking you and everyone else."

Lucille had brought tea and some biscuits, luckily not homemade, and was prepared for another day of work in the archives. She had given the mistletoes unimpressed looks all morning, because she had definitely been called worse things.

"So now we have a dome."

Jesse has hauled in even more archival material. Maybe there's something in there?

Or maybe someone has a better idea.

Like, even if she didn't find anything useful today (she wasn't going to find anything useful today) Nina was learning so much about the island that she was totally cool with it?

So... yeah, more humming was ensuing.

Don't ask how but somehow a drone appeared in the Town hall and situated itself in the place where everyone was doing research. It then popped out a projector and suddenly there was a holographic image of Barry Ween standing there.

"Hey nerds!" he called out from what appeared to be in the middle of Barry's warehouse in the warehouse district. "I think I found something. There's some signal coming from the troposphere that's fucking up the weather patterns on the island. I've tried to get a couple of my drones up there to see what the fuck it is but no luck so far."

"Like a... localized weather machine?" Jesse ventured.

"Yeah, that could be it," Barry said thinking it over. "Do we have one of those fucking things?"

"There's one under the island," Jesse said slowly. "But I don't know of anything above it. Maybe the manual has answers?"

"Under the island?" Barry asked incredulously. "Fuck, when this is all over I'm checking that shit out. But yeah, the shit I'm seeing is hanging out in the clouds. I can't even get a visual on the fucking thing. Some magic shit must be involved."

Which is Barry's usual excuse when he can't figure anything out.

"Sorry," Nina called apologetically. "One of the easiest things to do with magic is to conceal things!!!!!!!!"

Though, as she was inserting herself into this conversation ~~thread~~ with a glance at Jesse, Nina added, "Do you mean you're blocked from getting past a certain height or do you mean you can't see anything out of the ordinary???????"

Jesse looked at Barry, eyebrows raised.

Okay. Barry was so wincing at this girl because WOW that was a lot of punctuation.

“Yeah, a bit of both actually,” he replied. “I’ve lost five drones trying to get up there. They keep getting hit by those shitty icicles. Normally my sensors can cut through this bullshit but so far I got a big fucking pile of nothing.”

Oh, Barry, that was nothing for Nina!

"Huh, okay," Nina said thoughtfully. "That could mean that the icicles are meant as a defensive measure......."

She had a notebook out now and was scribbling something in her own conglomeration of ancient languages and rune diagrams.

"I'll have to see if I can scry what's up there," Nina decided. "It probably won't work but, like, not working sometimes gives more information than working!!!!!!!!!!!"

Even though the particular chaos of this week made it a little hard for Rosa to do a good clean sweep around the island like she usually tended to do during these things, she couldn't say the whole thing was entirely fruitless. For one thing, she was pretty sure she made some mistletoe cry (look, don't dish it out if you can't handle it thrown back at you, you worthless piece of creepy flora that clearly can only get fulfilment through projection). And for another thing? She thought she might have found something.

Seemed kind of a stretch, but, around here, that's usually exactly what you needed.

So she showed up later in the day, plopping a few large photographs of the school that she'd just process on a table in a central location around all the nerds who stuck it out in here all day.

"So I noticed something," she explained. "Something didn't look right about this," she pointed at the first shadow, "on the school, especially with what's going on overhead. Sure enough." She pointed at the next photo, the other side of the castle this time, but with the same weird shadow over it. "About two hours difference. And then..."

The last photo showed no sign of the shadow anymore.

"Obviously, I might have missed something, because I couldn't exactly watch it the whole time with everything going on, but..it's a little weird, right?"

"It is strange," Lucille agreed, moving over from the desk where she was going through old handwritten notebooks with strange diagrams.

"It's... really weird," Jesse agreed. "When did you spot this?"

Stark had chosen a pile at random. And then a second pile. There must be something in here, somewhere, that would be useful. At least, after Barry's holographic drone visit, he knew to keep his eye out for anything related to weather machines. Not that anything related to weather machines was making itself known at this time. That would have been too easy.

"Didn't even know there was a weather machine," he said, mostly to himself. "Did I? Might have forgotten."

Someone help her out with her string lights problem.

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Town Hall, Thursday

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Talk to Jesse

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