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[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.

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with Miles (kappa)

with Minus (kappa)

Comments

[eversomuchfun]

"The fact that you have heard of a mortal world but haven't heard of any kind of demon leads me to suspect that the mortal world you have heard of isn't this one."

[imeanforever]

"I didn't have a lot of information to go on, but if they're that big of a facet of most people's lives I suppose it would probably have filtered to me. And I haven't heard of hell dimensions so I suppose there are already more worlds than I was expecting. And this one allows sorcery. Sort of." She frowns at her light. It firms up slightly, then goes out altogether, then reappears wan and small, then brightens suddenly and makes her eep and put it out.

[eversomuchfun]

"There are humans who haven't heard of demons, most of them in fact, but it took a not very well-understood series of historical accidents to get them that way. And if fairies had only had contact with the ignorant then they would be less ignorant, at least of fairies in particular."

[imeanforever]

"Well, I don't know how often humans go to Fairyland and then go home again."

[eversomuchfun]

"But then there's the part where sorcery allegedly doesn't work in the mortal world."

[imeanforever]

"Sometimes fairies go to the mortal world, but I doubt that they're especially public about the details of their personal traits while there without - typically - the benefit of sorcery." She makes more lights. She looks in absolute bewilderment at the pattern of dim and sun-bright they form in the grid she has made. "The harmonics here are drunk."

[eversomuchfun]

Giggle.

[imeanforever]

"These patterns don't make sense. There are some weird tangly ones, but these are... weirder than that. I'm not going to be able to heal myself until I map this whole room. Do you have a smaller room I could map instead?"

[eversomuchfun]

"This is the smallest room in this crypt, unless the coffins upstairs count."

[imeanforever]

"The what?"

[eversomuchfun]

"Approximately person-sized box for storing dead humans in. The actual dead humans are long gone from mine."

[imeanforever]

"Oh. Well, that's probably smaller, but not really practical if I want to ever cast anything else. I'll just map the room."

She makes more grids of lights, muttering in bewilderment at them.

[eversomuchfun]

The vampire sits and drinks tea. He gets out of her way if she looks like she wants to map his tea-drinking spot; it's not like it has any material advantages over the next patch of floor.

[imeanforever]

She'll get to his tea-drinking spot eventually, but this is a tedious process and she doesn't need to start anywhere near it. "Do you have paper?"

[eversomuchfun]

"I could acquire paper."

[imeanforever]

"It'd be useful to write this down. I could usually memorize the map of a room this size, not in detail but enough to work, but not with the harmonics being so loopy."

[eversomuchfun]

"Suppose I'll go find some paper, then." He puts down the empty mug and gets up.

[imeanforever]

"Thanks."

[eversomuchfun]

Shrug. "No trouble."

He goes off, and returns half an hour later with a cardboard box advertising Copy & Print Paper, 2500 sheets, 8.5"x11", 5 reams. On top of the box there sit a stack of spiral-bound lined notebooks, a separate stack of similar books of graph paper, and a few packages of bizarre mortal pens. All together the assortment weighs about as much as Promise. He plonks it down by the foot of the bed.

[imeanforever]

"Thanks." She inspects the goods, seems absolutely delighted by the graph paper, and uses that to map the room.

[eversomuchfun]

[imeanforever]

Map map map map. "The roundness means there's a day cycle everywhere all the time, right? I don't intend to keep you up whenever you prefer to sleep."

[eversomuchfun]

"Yeah. I sleep during the day, usually; vampires catch fire in sunlight."

[imeanforever]

"That sounds... inconvenient. I wonder why. Do you think you would do that if you were invisible?"

[eversomuchfun]

"Good question. Might be fun to experiment," he says. "Well, not if I caught fire, but I could put it out afterward. Why, can you turn people invisible?"