something she can use

[alicornucopia]

Ehail blinks, when she finds the bar instead of her room.

She goes in.

She looks out the window, at the exploding things.

"I don't think this is my planet," she observes to herself, tucking silver hair behind her ear.

~~~

with Elysse

with Lazarus

Comments

[nonbird]

"Yes," says Lazarus.

[alicornucopia]

There is a brief silence, during which she checks.

Then she nods and contacts Eiaa.

[nonbird]

There goes that mildly alarming mind magic. Excellent. Lazarus manages to only bounce impatiently a tiny little bit.

[alicornucopia]

Presently, Keo says, "The council doesn't have records of clutches currently in the danger zone. She can get the news out, though, and you'll be swamped with baby dragons soon enough; where do you want to work?"

[nonbird]

"Hmm. I don't have anywhere in mind especially," he says. "I can teleport to the baby dragons if someone tells me where they are. Oh, and I suppose you would be a good person for me to inform that shrens are not contagious anymore, I bet the dragon council will want to know that too."

[alicornucopia]

"Eiaa mentioned that they were all miraculously healed earlier today. I suppose that was you too?"

[nonbird]

"Yes," he says. "I'm not actually sure that every single shren has been dragoned yet, just the ones in the houses and the babies out of the houses that the council told me about, but even the ones that aren't and any future ones won't be contagious now, I did that just recently. It seemed helpful."

[alicornucopia]

"Right. You only need to be told where baby dragons are to go rescue them?"

[nonbird]

"Yes. I have extremely convenient teleportation magic."

[alicornucopia]

"How much do you need to be told about it?"

[nonbird]

"Enough to distinguish it from other places. An address will work if there aren't two places with that address containing potentially imperiled baby dragons."

[alicornucopia]

"You could," Keo points out, "just travel to the homes of these babies in age order of the babies."

[nonbird]

"It's easier to use addresses," he says. "Not because of an inherent limitation of the magic, just because it's easier for me to think 'go to such-and-such an address' than 'go to next youngest endangered baby'. And people will probably be likelier to open their doors for me if they already know who I am and what I'm doing there, and I should probably warn people before I start turning their babies into uniques - that's not necessary for saving them, it just happens not to cost any more magic than turning them into normal amounts of dragon. But yes, I could do that."

[alicornucopia]

"...Warn me before you make any green-group uniques. The little ones aren't any less powerful than the adults and they need safeties."

[nonbird]

"Yes. So I heard," he says. "I think I might just not. Are green-group slightly-extra-amounts-of-dragon dangerous the same way?"

[alicornucopia]

"Unusuals? No, those are fine, all they get on top of the empathy is mindspeak, none of the - extras. At worst they're annoying, and tiny empaths can be that too."

[nonbird]

"Oh good," he says. "Okay then. I should - let's see - there's bound to be more than fifty endangered babies in the world; I should go see if the miracle generator wants to give me any more... Can you contact me if anyone needs a baby rescued immediately while I'm busy doing that? Otherwise I will need to come up with some kind of clever magical solution for letting any of a very large number of dragons get in touch with me at a moment's notice, and nothing is springing to mind. And do you know how many potentially endangered babies there are? In rough estimate, at least?"

[alicornucopia]

"If I learn of it I'll tell you and I'll tell Eiaa that it should route through me if she hears it. More than fifty, probably more than two hundred, probably fewer than a thousand, I don't know how many people are trying for full-blooded dragon children at any given time."

[nonbird]

"Okay. Thank you!" he says, and teleports to Ehail's office.

[alicornucopia]

There is Ehail.

"Hello."

[nonbird]

"I found out why dragon babies die mysteriously and I can tell which ones it's going to happen to and then fix it," he says. "But it takes one eight per baby - it can't be done in batches. And I don't have enough to fix all of them that exist right now. So - um - can I have some more please?"

[alicornucopia]

"Oh. Sure." She hands over her recent output. It's a few hundred.

[nonbird]

"Thank you very much!"

And now - well, as Keo pointed out, he can just teleport to all dragon babies in the dangerous age bracket, oldest first. He'll need to explain the situation to some of them, but he's had decent luck with that so far. And if they prove intractable, now that he knows what he's doing, he can just quietly save their children and move on.

To the house of the oldest endangered dragon baby!

[alicornucopia]

This is an apartment building in a city. There is an old lady in the hall with a bag of groceries. She doesn't look especially alarmed by him popping into existence.

[nonbird]

That makes sense, since local teleportation exists.

Ooh, a magic doorbell! That's convenient. He rings it. (He does not have any trouble identifying which door he's looking for; it's the one with dragons behind it.)