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Tree branch: check. Assorted lightweight seed-bearing fruits and nuts: check. Other seeds: check. Water bottle, for when she has to veer away from the river: check.
Better not linger in her starting place too much longer. Yellow's faster than her and may have already come home to a wreck. Thorn might have a habit of checking up on the place, even, just in case. She's invisible, inaudible, unsmellable - that won't help if he sends someone thorough. Or comes in person.
She sets out.
She's been flying for about thirty minutes after her shopping trip when she falls through a tear and squeaks inaudibly and lands in the middle of -
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imeanforever
imeanforever
"I told him that he ought to." Promise starts flying towards the PRT building. Even if it has, say, totally collapsed in the destruction, the gate is probably still intact. Unless Vista's warping is also a casualty in which case maybe not but it's closer than the likely wreckage of her address, anyway. "It might have helped that I'm doing plain speaking? I don't speak his language any more than I speak yours but he's certainly - talking differently. I would notice if he started speaking Greek."
wormcan
"He has responded to speech all of once before, that we know of, and that was just to say what to call him. We'll have to assume it was your plain speaking that made the difference."
imeanforever
"He's depressed about something but he didn't stay for me to ask what it was." They fly over the gates to the black hole. Promise closes them.
wormcan
"He does fly around the world to the sites of disasters twenty-four hours a day. With what he sees, it's not as if he doesn't have reason to be."
imeanforever
"...That could be all, but he also clearly hasn't been doing everything in his power to halt the disasters..." Yawn. She falters for a moment in flight, then catches herself.
wormcan
"Do you know how many days you'll need to sleep for? You are involved in an ongoing situation, and your absence could have an unpredictable effect on the Slaughterhouse Nine."
imeanforever
"I have no idea. I have been very badly injured but never so much that I didn't recover in the same location where I was before. Haven't read," she rubs her eyes, "accounts from other leaflets either. I feel like I could sleep for days. Maybe it'll only," yawn, "be eight hours. Should I," yaaaaaawn, "oh you know what there's an open gate in my tree anyway to near that town in Australia, if you really need me you can throw, um, rocks or something until one clonks me?"
wormcan
"We'll try to avoid that. With any luck the situation will be resolved by the time you return."
imeanforever
"Mmhm. Was planning to maybe do some... something with the names but ugh I need sleep -"
How is the building with her original gate?
How is the building with her original gate?
wormcan
That one is mostly in one piece. Promise's gate is in one of the areas less open to the public, but the doors open for Alexandria.
imeanforever
That's convenient.
Through to Fairyland, close gate, half-fall to tree level, let self in, make sure mortal houseguests have found the number of airholes she left sufficient and aren't parked by the Australia gate sticking their heads through for fresh air -
Through to Fairyland, close gate, half-fall to tree level, let self in, make sure mortal houseguests have found the number of airholes she left sufficient and aren't parked by the Australia gate sticking their heads through for fresh air -
wormcan
They have and aren't. Between the erratic flying and Promise looking like she's about to fall over, they're more concerned about whether there was a conflict they missed with the Nine.
"Promise? What happened?"
"Promise? What happened?"
imeanforever
"Found out what happens when there's not enough left of me to grow back. Oh, and Leviathan's dead. I'm very very tired, may sleep for days, please try to keep it down."
And then she faceplants onto her bed and her wings roll up against her back and she snores.
And then she faceplants onto her bed and her wings roll up against her back and she snores.
"What the fuck," says Victoria in a loud whisper.
"...No, but. What the fuck. She's... probably just confused about what 'dead' means? Because... immortal?"
wormcan
"She did say she had a plan. If she managed to send Leviathan into a black hole, maybe that counts as as good as dead?"
"I guess. ...Wow." Glory Girl looks dubiously at the sleeping fairy.
wormcan
"Maybe wait a bit for word to get around and then go. If she just got back from the fight no one in Australia will be able to tell us anything yet."
"I think they'd tell Australia pretty fast if Leviathan was gone. ...But maybe nobody in the town that shall not be named is awake? I've kinda lost track of time."
wormcan
There is a remarkable absence of clocks. And telling time by the sun isn't very reliable in a place where it's usually morning.
"I don't know. We can wait for it, Leviathan won't get more dead while we're gone. Or less. Probably."
"I don't know. We can wait for it, Leviathan won't get more dead while we're gone. Or less. Probably."
"Probably. Who knows." Pause. "We're going to have to sleep in shifts if she's in that bed for days, she didn't make a third one before she collapsed."
"Yeah. I'll crash first, I'm sick of reading."
Flop.
Flop.