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]

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.)

[alicornucopia]

A guy with a baby dragon on his head, one clinging to his pant leg, and one tucked in the crook of his elbow answers the door. They are all diamond; his eyes are pale and shiny.

[nonbird]

"Hello I'm a miracle distributor from another world and I know how to make baby dragons not die, I can do it for all three of yours, and it happens not to cost me any extra magic to turn them into uniques while I'm at it so if you don't mind I'll do that too," says Lazarus. His delivery is getting much faster with practice.

[alicornucopia]

"Um," says the father. "Okay."

[nonbird]

"Done, done, and done," he says. "Have a nice day!"

On to the next house!

[alicornucopia]

Little farm cottage, two doomed babies - a malachite and a red.

[nonbird]

"Excuse me!" he calls through the door. "I'm a miracle distributor from another world and I'm here to save your children from mysterious dragon baby death! I can also turn the red one into a unique in the process, but I've been advised not to do that with green-groups for safety reasons!"

[alicornucopia]

The malachite parent answers the door. The red baby is gnawing on her shoes. "Say again?"

[nonbird]

"I'm a miracle distributor from another world and I can use otherworldly magic to avert mysterious dragon baby death. Both of your children have the problem that causes it, and I would like to fix that."

[alicornucopia]

"That... sounds... good?" she says, confused.

[nonbird]

"Okay. It happens not to cost me any extra magic to turn babies into uniques when I fix them, but I've been told that making more green-group uniques is a bad idea so I'm not going to do that with your green-group child, and red-group uniques seem to sneeze fire an awful lot so you might not want me to do it with this one either. I'll leave that choice up to you."

[alicornucopia]

"Um... just regular will be fine. Maybe unusuals if it's really no trouble?"

[nonbird]

"Okay!" he says. "Just a moment."

It occurs to him that he's not sure where dragon magic comes from, or where it goes when it goes away, and that if an eight can come up with a unique's worth of it every time, there's no saying he can't just put part of that into a baby dragon and let the rest... do whatever extra dragon magic usually does.

He tries it with the malachite first: an unusual's worth into the baby, and the remainder of the magic the coin is capable of generating just—spilled.

[alicornucopia]

There is apparently already a place for spare dragon magic to go.

The malachite baby makes a peeping noise from where she's sitting on an end table inside the house.

[nonbird]

That's handy. He does the same wish for the red, then.

"All fixed! Have a nice day!" he says, and moves on.

[alicornucopia]

It turns out there are currently two hundred and ninety-eight endangered babies, most of them in batches, a lot of them with no independently viable siblings at all.

[nonbird]

It takes a while, but he does get to all of them. When the next teleport fails, he teleports to whichever unoccupied parked lift is closest to the headmaster's office in the Very Beige Institution, and pauses to see if Keo is still there.

[alicornucopia]

Yup!

[nonbird]

In that case, he asks the lift to take him to said office. (This seems politer than just teleporting directly into it unannounced.)

[alicornucopia]

Keo is indeed still there.

So is an elf man who is... attached... to her.

[nonbird]

"Oh, hello," he says. "That's interesting. I finished fixing all the doomed babies! I didn't make any green-group uniques, but lots of unusuals, and plenty of uniques in the other groups. You might have to find a new word."

[alicornucopia]

"The Draconic word is the same, but yeah, it might start translating differently," says Keo. "What's interesting?"

[nonbird]

"That," he says, with a gesture that takes in Keo and her elf. "Your mind... thingy. I saw it earlier but I wasn't really paying attention and didn't pick up on the details; it's much clearer with both of you in the room."

[alicornucopia]

"Oh. Yes. It's the only one around at the moment... Anyway. Thank you for fixing the babies. After a couple of years I suppose there will be a drop in conceptions because people who want kids nowish won't have had to try fifteen times..."

[nonbird]

"That... is a depressing statistic," says Lazarus, blinking. "You're welcome. I - hmm - I forgot to keep track of the time, oh dear. Do you happen to know both what time it is now and what time it was when I first talked to you?"