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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
thisvorlunatic
"Thanks for your time," Miles says wryly. "Good luck getting to talk to your granddaughter."
Dismiss, dismiss, dismiss.
Dismiss, dismiss, dismiss.
from_scratch
And Rachel is gone.
"I was not expecting that. For one thing I'd've guessed she'd be a fairy, suppose that's one point against my predictive powers."
"I was not expecting that. For one thing I'd've guessed she'd be a fairy, suppose that's one point against my predictive powers."
from_scratch
"Well, when I made her house, the first time she summoned me, it was a media list. She didn't invite me to have my demonic way with her until after she'd gotten a look at me."
thisvorlunatic
Miles is only too happy to abandon this line of conversation in favour of the next summon. How did he think saying that was a good idea? He didn't think at all, is how. At least he is pretty sure he's still managing not to blush.
from_scratch
The next angel is male, does not recognize Cam, looks racistly at Cam, and favors white - wings and outfit and hair all. "Summoner."
thisvorlunatic
"Hello," he says. "I'm conducting interviews. Are you interested in either of the following: being a general angelic assistant to this demon, or doing medical angeling in a local hospital a few weeks from now?"
thisvorlunatic
"All right. Thanks for your time," he says. Dismiss dismiss dismiss.
thisvorlunatic
"That was really an excessively long pause," he comments as he goes to finish this one.
cheerfulish
The next angel is female, tallish, wearing a sky-blue dress with a swishy knee-length skirt and sky-blue tights patterned with cartoonish white clouds and satiny white shoes. Her large, soft-feathered wings are white with sky-blue banding.
She blinks at Cam. "That's unusual!" she says. "Hello!"
She blinks at Cam. "That's unusual!" she says. "Hello!"
thisvorlunatic
"Hello," says Miles. This one gives him hope. "How do you feel about working with demons?"
cheerfulish
"Just fine, I suppose. What am I working with demons on? My strongest specialty is electrical engineering, but I've picked up a lot of this and that over the years."
from_scratch
"This and that. Mostly getting rid of stuff I make after it's served its purpose. Some de-radioactivizing things, maybe, if we don't get a separate angel for that. Making me presentable for people who wouldn't want to see me going around with wings and a tail, with less blood and awkward castoffs."
cheerfulish
"I can de-radioactivize! That is a thing I have picked up. And I can un-ickily un-wing you."
thisvorlunatic
"Well, Cam, I think we've found you an angelic assistant," says Miles. "Finally."
cheerfulish
"My name is Janvia," the angel adds. "What is the pay like for an angelic assistant? Do I get arbitrary objects? I am fond of arbitrary objects!"
cheerfulish
"I suspected as much," she says. "Because you are a demon. How do you come to be walking around all talkative and assistant-seeking, anyway?"
from_scratch
"This is not the usual mortal world. This is a completely different mortal world which discovered daeva by accidentally summoning me."