trade my soul for a wish

[from_scratch]

This is a successor to "call me maybe", which is getting crowded.

Cam is dipping a grilled cheese sandwich into a bowl of tomato soup when he feels the summons. He goes ahead and grabs it. Doesn't even drop the sandwich.


with Mark (kappa)

with Adanya (Aestrix)

with Sable (kappa)

with Ari (andaisq)

with Metella (kappa)

with Miles (kappa)

with Isabella (Eva)

with Steel (Rockeye)

with Daphne (Maggie)

with Edie (Maggie)

Comments

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"I meant for matter conjuration in general, not limb replacement in particular. I don't think anyone in this room is volunteering to have a limb removed," he says dryly.
Daphne looks up at the ceiling innocently. Professor Marsh either doesn't notice or pretends not to.

[from_scratch]

"Sure. Do you need some matter?"

[maggie_of_the_owls]

Professor Marsh names a complicated-sounding Science Gadget.

[from_scratch]

"I can make it with that model name alone but I can make a better guess about where a reasonable place to put it might be if you give me its approximate dimensions. Or point at an appropriate flat surface."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

Professor Marsh points at a convenient lab bench.

[from_scratch]

And there is a gadget.

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"Well, this does seem to be in order. I'm impressed, Ms. Major, I think this young man might be the most useful of your paramours yet."
"...We haven't actually had sex yet."
"Details," he says, waving a hand.

[from_scratch]

Heh heh.

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"So his dimension is farther in the future than ours, and when he said he wanted to make medical stuff he meant he wanted to bring the state of the art forward a few centuries, not just reduce scarcity of the stuff we already have."
"Ah hah."

[from_scratch]

"Although I can do that too! In my world daeva have been a known thing since 2005 and having demons - more importantly, angels - accessible may have slowed our medical progress a bit; some things you have now are still useful even from my perspective."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"Daeva being demons and angels, I suppose."
"And fairies, but they're less medically relevant from what he's said," Daphne explains.
"Well. I'll talk to some people, and see what I can dig up."

[from_scratch]

"That would be great!"

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"In the meantime, I need to get these notes filed."

[from_scratch]

"Can you recommend anyone else who might also be interested in helping me get stuff spread out as fast as possible?" Cam asks, which is fairly diplomatic compared to "I can cure six forms of cancer, fuck your notes".

[maggie_of_the_owls]

It is, it's true. Unfortunately, Professor Marsh does not understand the magnitude of what Demon Cam has to offer.
He names someone in the medical department that Daphne isn't personally acquainted with, and writes a note of introduction.

[from_scratch]

Which Cam takes. He goes looking for the person in the medical department.

[maggie_of_the_owls]

The person in the medical department is familiar with the general reputation of Daphne's social circle but not with her specifically. She is duly impressed by his demonstration of ability-to-make-things, and asks for a demonstration of a future-thing.

[from_scratch]

Cam pulls his computer from his waist and turns it on.

[maggie_of_the_owls]

The medical person calls over an IT person who asks for permission to poke at the innards of the computer.

[from_scratch]

"Define 'poke at'."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

Open up the casing to see how it's put together and how it works. They have zero interest in his personal data.

[from_scratch]

He makes them a separate one, same model, empty of data.

[maggie_of_the_owls]

That works too.
IT guy oohs and aahs over the way it's constructed but is puzzled by the input mechanism. It appears to be designed to wirelessly connect to...something.

[from_scratch]

"This is a brain-surgery computer model. It is not for humans."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

Yeah, they're pretty convinced he's from a future. Various medical department people begin phoning various other people excitedly.