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Alexander stood in front of his increasingly organized book shelves in the main room with the sudden dawning realization that he had no idea where anything was any more. Before he never knew where anything was, but he had some vague notion as to where to look. Now he had no vague notion nor any idea where to look. It was rather vexing. Part of him wanted to go through the shelves and unorganize them, but he stopped himself. Nick had been working hard on the books and it wouldn't be fair to the boy to undo all his work.

Especially since he set the boy on the task in the first place.

Who knew that getting organized would be so frustrating?

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"No, really, I'm madly in love with him and I don't want him hurt." Nick pulls away from Serenitiel and lunges for Hedge's bells, muffling the sound for a moment before he gets pushed away.

Alexander took that moment to break free and make his own lunge at Serenitiel who was standing rather close to him. The two of them went down in a heap and there was some shrieking which ended when Alexander cut her throat.

Panting he knelt over her body.

Nick is pushed into the side of the tent by Hedge, who- after blinking in shock at Serenitiel's death- advances on him.

Unfortnately he's still reeling from her control and trying to figure out exactly what he is, so he doesn't notice Hedge coming towards him.

Hedge lets Saraneth ring out again, loud and clear. He can deal with Nick as long as he gets this pesky being out of the way first.

One of the interesting aspects of Alexander's powers was adaptability, and suggestibility. They took suggestions and cues from the enviornment in an effort to fit in. The last suggestion it had was free magic creature.

Guess what it listened to.

Nick frowns and launches himself at Hedge, trying to break his concentration on Alexander, but Hedge knocks him aside as he puts Ranna away and takes out Kibeth.

Alexander scratched at the dirt, trying to force his way back from free magic creature, which was far too close to chaotic creature which was having such the difficult time in listening to him and the bells were so suggestable and nice.

Nick takes another run, slamming his entire body into Hedge and setting him off balance, Saraneth and Kibeth ringing uncontrolledly.

Hedge threw Nick into a shelf in the tent, sending it crashing down around him as the ringing takes control of him, sending the thin necromancer walking out of the tent.

"Nnnggh..." is really the only sound that Alexander is capable of making still caught in the bells' thrall.

Nick blinks from the wreckage, then pushes himself up to go see Alexander.

"Are you all right?" He shakes him slightly.

There's a crackling of power that flows over Alexander crawling like lightening as he forces himself to switch from Free Magic creature to human to chaotic embodiment. Something snaps and he collapses weakly. "Ow."

Nick pulls his hand away, but then crouches next to him.

"Alexander? Are you all right?" Panicked? Nick? Slightly.

"I will be. Still sorting myself out." This is said into the dirt, as he hasn't gotten the energy just yet to look up.

Strangely, the Sue's body seems to have vanished.

Nick frowns and rubs his head vaguely. Quite a lot of stuff landed on it.

He wanders back to the shelf wreckage and pulls a jar out of the mess. "I found the shard."

Ah, he's sitting up now and flexing his fingers, making sure his fingers are fingers. Yes, they are fingers. Head, shoulders, knees, toes... yes they all seem to be there too.

"Good. And I think I know what I am now."

"Good. Can we go home now?" Nick's head hurts really badly.

"Yes. Please." He staggers up, shaking off the after effects of the bells' influence. "We'll get that head of yours looked at."

"Please. And you, too. Are you hurt?" Nick moves to offer an arm to Alexander.

The arm is taken and a finger is wiggled in an ear. "No... not really. I just thought I was a free magic creature for a while. Very different way of looking at things, they have."

"I'm sure they do. I'm glad you're back to normal you, though."

"Me too. That was not fun." And he gestured out, tracing the outlines of a door in the air. The outlines glimmered and then formed into a portal. "And homeward bound we go."

"Lovely." Nick walks inside with a gasp of relief.

Alexander wobbles in after him, still a bit unstead on his feet as his body isn't quite convinced of his knees being where they should be and that his feet were facing the right direction.

Nick helps him to the couch as quickly as he can.