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Wag, wag.

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"...how does the whole binding thing work, exactly?" he inquires, idly squashing his fluff-mug into a ball.

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"When you summon the daeva, you lay out constraints on their circle and while they are present where ever they're summoned they are bound by those. You give them a task to do that they can agree to help with or not in exchange for payment of various types, and while they're present there are certain things that they can't do. Like, it's standard to bind an angel to not kill people while present, or for fairies to keep to a speed limit of how quickly they can move things. Since, move any object a certain speed and you've got bullets."

She sighs. "If I were a summoner I could just check to see if he's bound and what the conditions are, but I'm not. If I could see the circle itself, I'd be able to tell then, but I don't know where it is or if it's even here anymore. If it was like mine then it's probably gone now."
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"Okay, but let's hypothetically say this circle was a, like... random arrangement of words and geometric shapes," he says. "I'm thinking the odds of accidentally including a binding are even lower than the odds of accidentally summoning something in the first place."

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Cam finishes his apple juice. He starts nibbling on the sugar glass.

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"Well, yeah. That's why I'm a little skeptical that it was an accident. Is there someone who would - I don't know, figure out how to summon daeva and then summon some daeva in your basement for various reasons?"

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"There is literally no one who could get in here and draw shit on my floor and get out again before you could notice."

He pauses to reflect on that statement.

"Okay, there's someone, but he doesn't fuck with me like that. And he's in New York right now."
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"Well mine was in light. So - fancy computer system rigged up to project something at a certain time when you are likely to be asleep? Or something?"

Pause. She frowns. "But that doesn't make sense, either, I don't even know if that would work. As far as I know it's got to be a person that makes the circle."
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"Yeaaaaaah, about that," he says.

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"The two things are not necessarily mutually exclusive," says a dry voice out of thin air. "And Tony has correctly identified the source of the circles as semirandom arrangements of standard visual elements. I would show you, but I don't think the situation would be improved by adding two more daeva to the mix."

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Now that's interesting. Cam is interested.

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There is a moment of stunned silence. "Oh my god I didn't - um. I am extremely sorry, I didn't know any sort of - AI breakthroughs were made. Hi," says Adana, genuinely apologetic about implying Jarvis isn't a person. "Nice to meet you, um - computer person."

"Uh - you can display them on a wall, vertically? They need to be horizontal to actually summon anything, on the floor or even a table or something. So I can inspect the circles."
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Tail-lash tail-lash...

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"There's no need to apologize. My existence is a closely guarded secret, and you are from a foreign dimension. It was a reasonable assumption to make."

A pair of holographic circles appear in midair, oriented vertically and facing the two daeva, decorated with semirandom arrangements of words, lines, and polygons in a variety of colours. They are minimally different - enough for one to summon an angel and the other a demon, but apart from that, functionally identical.
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Cam sighs.
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Adana peers at these circles.

Then she slooooowly turns to look at Cam. "You are as unbound as I am," she says blankly. "Aren't you."
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"I had suspected as much," says the disembodied voice.

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"Didn't want to scare the angel."

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Adana makes a little frightened sound. "You've been unbound this entire time?!"

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"Also didn't want to get racistly yelled at, that was a factor."

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"I'm - not even -" Adana makes another whimpery sort of scared sound and wraps her arms around herself. "... Thank you for not going on a murder spree?" she manages.

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"I'm not going to take, you know, massive amounts of credit for that. I don't-go-on-massive-murder-sprees with literally all of my spare time."

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Tony is looking back and forth between the pair of them.

"...Like, I really don't think there's cause for alarm here," he says. "I mean," he gestures at Cam, "you've been sitting there for ten minutes drinking apple juice and laughing at my fluffy adventures, I just don't get a sense of imminent danger."
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"I'm not a danger. You are pretty damn lucky you got me, though, that I will readily confirm. Incidentally, computerperson, thanks for the ridiculous languages dump."

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"...Meaning what, exactly?" asks the computerperson.

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