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"It's Cam."

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"Thank you. Sorry, Cam. And these are Chanai and Tyela. Everyone, this is my great great great grandmother Ana."

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WAG WAG WAG

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"They did experiment once with a human-shaped mermaid and that was a mermaid for magic purposes. Can someone get me materials for a sleep spell?"

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Chanai can tell Cam what materials those are and explain that it seems like people can't do magic in wrong-species bodies.

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"You should be completely human but you may not be magically so..." Plants.

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And she does some magic and asks Tema for permission to put her to sleep and Tema lies down and sleeps very briefly.

"It's a human body."

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"Awesome!" Wag wag.

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Ana starts going through the collection of souls, sorting them by whether she knows who they are and whether they'll be straightforward to resurrect quickly.

"This one - " glass jar, a little acid-etched " - won't be useful but our contract definitely requires me to get her a body if they're going spare. She used to be Miomirish; I don't know if she cares. She didn't have any reason to expect she could be picky."

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"What do Miomirish people look like?"

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"I have a lot of Miomirish ancestors - a lot of people in Zorvey do. Chanai doesn't and the body you just made doesn't look like it does."

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"Well, yeah, I've seen... the people in this room, on this planet so far, I'm making things up based on ethnicities I'm familiar with. I guess if she's not picky I'll guess and we can always re-do this later." This lady will look kinda Italian.

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She looks around for her old body and doesn't see it and does see a strange winged alien. None of this is what she expected.

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"I'm Ana. Your body died of old age and this is my new one."

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"Oh." She was not really expecting anyone to bother after this long. Probably none of her friends are still around. Probably her parents are dead and her youngest cousins don't remember her. She curls up and puts her chin on her knees.

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...There should be a mirror in this room. Now there is. It's big but it's on wheels and will fit through the door.

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Danka looks in the mirror and doesn't have much of a reaction and goes and sits in the corner out of the way.

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Tema follows to quietly offer her hospitality for a while.

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"Now. This is my son, who might come back alarmed and disoriented - he was killed in action. Just make sure he has plenty of space." The room is still big enough that that's feasible with everyone in it.

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If nobody's going to make any cosmetic requests this young man is going to look like a young Jensen Ackles, because sue him, the man's pleasant to look at.

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He looks around in some distress, which gets worse when he notices Cam.

Ana says several random-seeming words calmly in a language Cam didn't get much of; her son calms down and says several more seemingly random words.

"We won but you died. A good body didn't come along for a while. Actually, Cam here made it - he's an alien whose magic is all about making things. It's brand new and it didn't have a soul before you."

He looks delighted at this. "Thank you, Cam." And then turning back to Ana, he asks, "Is there already a charity set up or do we need to figure that out?"

"He seems charitably inclined but apparently just got here. Anyway, this is your grandniece Tema and her staff - everyone, this is Juro, my son, who died defending against the Liru-ne."

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"I'm very charitably inclined, yes." Wag wag. "What's a Liru-ne?"

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"The people of Liru-a, an empire mostly north of here."

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"The conflict there still a going concern?"

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Wobbly gesture. "We're not at war with them but they're still geopolitically relevant."

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