After leaving the park, Leo gets back into his conveniently tinted-windowed car. (Functional, but not conspicuously nice; this is Chicago.)
"Well," he says wryly, "that was fun."
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"Mm... possible. We could find a spot a bit farther from the ruins."
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"Aren't I just the sensiblest."
Harry hefts the pizza box and moves carwards.
Harry hefts the pizza box and moves carwards.
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The Blue Beetle stands proud. Harry gets the doors open, deposits the pizza on the dash, and gets in the driver's seat.
"I'm not arbitrating shotgun," he warns.
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Leaving Milo to get in the back. "Have I just been slighted in some strange vehicle-related way?" he wonders.
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"Excellent. Lakewards ho!"
The Beetle sputters to life and gamely makes for the lakeside.
The Beetle sputters to life and gamely makes for the lakeside.
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"Are these normal vehicle sounds?" wonders Milo, regarding the sputtering.
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"Your car is female? Is this rhetorical femininity, in the manner of a boat, or...?"
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"Much like a boat, yes. More in the sense that I wanted a pronoun and 'it' sounded demeaning."
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They are lovely woods!
Harry parks at the treeline and leads his merry band along, carrying the pizza box and a pocket ritual kit.
Harry parks at the treeline and leads his merry band along, carrying the pizza box and a pocket ritual kit.
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Milo, with Cath on his shoulder, traipses after Harry.
The woods don't look horrible, but they do look... off in some subtle way. It's weird. Still, it's soothing to be somewhere that he could at least theoretically pretend was home if he tried.
The woods don't look horrible, but they do look... off in some subtle way. It's weird. Still, it's soothing to be somewhere that he could at least theoretically pretend was home if he tried.
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They reach a clearing.
"Excellent! And no view of the lakehouse." Harry starts arranging things such as symbols and piles of scented dust around the pizza box.
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After some whispering into the wind, a glowing pink-haired faerie flies in. He looks suspiciously at Harry.
"Wizard! You summon me openly?"
"Yep. D'you want pizza?"
The pixie looks incredulous. "Yes?"
"Do you have friends who want pizza?"
"I have friends, yes, and obviously?"
"I'll pay them in pizza if they'll agree to talk to that small man and his cat until we agree to go."
"Done and done and done! I'll gather friends." He buzzes off.
"Wizard! You summon me openly?"
"Yep. D'you want pizza?"
The pixie looks incredulous. "Yes?"
"Do you have friends who want pizza?"
"I have friends, yes, and obviously?"
"I'll pay them in pizza if they'll agree to talk to that small man and his cat until we agree to go."
"Done and done and done! I'll gather friends." He buzzes off.