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Cam is out flying. There's a decent cloud of atmosphere around the gold plane, now, millenia of demons making air around themselves for comfort and not sealing it up because why would you bother. There's a small forest, here - the effect is kind of ruined by the lamps it has to grow under, but it's still pretty.
He feels an open summons and lets it grab him -
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from_scratch
from_scratch
"He seems at least reasonably harmless, and if you kill him, I will almost certainly go home, which wouldn't be devastating but would be disruptive if I wasn't ready."
neverbeatme
"Reasonably harmless is good enough. I reserve the right to change my mind if he turns out to be plotting widespread destruction."
from_scratch
"Well, he's a vampire, assuming he wasn't lying to me and vampires are the ones who drink blood and do the face thing."
from_scratch
"Cagey about discussing it at first but ultimately not married to the practice, claimed to have robbed a butcher's shop to rescue its contents from use in inferior beverages, drinks what I make him. Futuristic shelf-stable synthetics are apparently potable but not tasty."
neverbeatme
"That's unusually good as vampires go. You can keep him with my blessing."
from_scratch
"Thank you for not obliging me to find a way to break up a fight between a vampire and a Slayer."
from_scratch
Cam pokes at it and refamiliarizes himself with the basics of its operation. When he has figured out how to add numbers, he notices she's already in there. "Convenient. Okay. Your aunt like the diamonds?"
neverbeatme
"All right."
She puts her notebook away and gets up and starts walking.
"So how are you liking Sunnydale so far? Got somewhere to stay? If you want money for a hotel or something I can provide an interface between your ability to produce valuable objects and most businesses' reluctance to take barter. Or you can take the option that seems to be popular among more local demons and move into a crypt or an abandoned building."
She puts her notebook away and gets up and starts walking.
"So how are you liking Sunnydale so far? Got somewhere to stay? If you want money for a hotel or something I can provide an interface between your ability to produce valuable objects and most businesses' reluctance to take barter. Or you can take the option that seems to be popular among more local demons and move into a crypt or an abandoned building."
from_scratch
He follows her. "It seems like, you know, a town, I've only met the two supernatural creatures, you and Sherlock. I've been crashing with Sherlock and he hasn't complained yet. If that becomes a problem I will acquire a motorcycle and drive it until I find someplace good to hide a house rather than deal with hoteling."
neverbeatme
"I'd like it too if I could conjure arbitrary objects out of thin air. Alas, local magic isn't nearly that nice."
neverbeatme
"My aunt happens to be stunningly good at protection spells. Very handy for a Slayer. I aspire to break the record and live past twenty-six."