blood sweat tear

[imeanforever]

He's moving her to a different court to see if it'll improve her attitude. She's allowed to fly. It's been a long, long time since she was allowed to -

She is only allowed to fly to her destination, not anywhere else. She notices that she is not where she should be, that she cannot progress to where she was told to go, and she careens out of control when her wings won't flap anymore, and she crashes.

---

with Miles (kappa)

with Minus (kappa)

Comments

[imeanforever]

"I mean, I can't starve to death, and the gate won't take weeks to settle, anyway."

[thisvorlunatic]

"So, if I get called away while you are still here and dependent on local food sources, you have the unpleasant choice between risking non-hand-fed mortal food, acquiring another mortal master to hand-feed you, and not eating at all. I am definitely going to try very hard to think of clever fourth options if that comes up."

[imeanforever]

"Sorcery works here. I can gate back to Fairyland and get food there."

[thisvorlunatic]

"Unless something goes wrong with that. We still don't know why sorcery works here when your sources believed it wouldn't, so we don't know what effects that might have on the creation of gates. But maybe I'm just being unnecessarily pessimistic."

[imeanforever]

"Right. I don't know either."

[thisvorlunatic]

"Then I guess the plan is you trying the gate to your tree and me standing back and hoping nothing goes wrong...? Will you be growing tree number two here, or gating to Fairyland to find somewhere to put it?"

[imeanforever]

"Here's fine. I can take cuttings from the second tree if I want more in Fairyland."

[thisvorlunatic]

"Sure," he says. "I'd prefer if you grew it closer to this house than any other house in the vicinity, and in a spot not easily visible from a distance or from above, but there's plenty of locations that meet those criteria and it won't be an enormous problem if your preferred spot doesn't, I'm just trying to minimize the likelihood of local mortals noticing you."

[imeanforever]

"I don't need it to be anywhere in particular. The main criterion for if I plant another one in Fairyland is that it'd need to be near water; you have a lake."

[thisvorlunatic]

"I do have a lake. I like my lake."

[imeanforever]

"It's a nice lake."

[thisvorlunatic]

[imeanforever]

"And my tree grows fruit and that's safe for me to eat, even if I don't bring back any other Fairyland plants."

[thisvorlunatic]

"Convenient for you. All right. Do you want to try that gate to your tree now?"

[imeanforever]

"Yeah. Where should I put it?"

[thisvorlunatic]

"I've been thinking about that, and I think a good spot would be in front of the house, a short distance away," he says. "Seems like a reasonable compromise between convenience and defensibility."

[imeanforever]

"That makes sense."

So Promise goes there and marks a line in the ground and makes a gate.

[thisvorlunatic]

Miles comes along to observe the gate-making process from a distance.

[imeanforever]

It doesn't look like anything. "It's settling," Promise announces after a brief moment.

[thisvorlunatic]

"As in the process that takes some unpredictable amount of time, or as in the end of that process?"

[imeanforever]

"The former."

[thisvorlunatic]

"Time to wait, then, I guess. Would you like me to show off more nifty mortal gadgets in the meantime?"

[imeanforever]

"Okay."

[thisvorlunatic]

"Did you like the look of that game I was playing? I could show off some of those. Or, I don't know, what do fairies not have, lightflyers? Float pallets? I suppose you don't need lift tubes..."

[imeanforever]

"I don't know what any of those things are."