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Grendyne groans and starts pulling on her boots when the alarm goes off. Again. She quick-marches to the broom hangar, sits on her machine and is handed a plethora of loaded weapons by attentive corporals.
"Two flyers in one day? They're getting way too common."
"It's worse," the commander informs them, "South Karlsland got hit with three at once. We're taking Lytee's express and sleeping there. You can sit out if you absolutely need to, but Freya's still recovering so we could use you as a comms relay."
"No, I'll come. I just reserve the right to complain about it."
The 42nd United Forces Witch Wing takes off, bracing to fight yet another city-destroying monster, and assembles into a perfect synchronized formation as Lytee charges her teleport power.
...This is not South Karlsland wilderness.
Near the Golden Coven capital, in Aurum
Near Savarasse, in Thilanushinyel
Near Whately Academy
With Unbitwise
witchwatcher
witchwatcher
"Well, come sit down with me if you're done making that taco?"
She waits if he's not, then goes over to Jake and Elspeth and Kelly and says, "Kelly, I think Shawn is going to be my guide."
She waits if he's not, then goes over to Jake and Elspeth and Kelly and says, "Kelly, I think Shawn is going to be my guide."
"Ooooh. Okay. Shawn. What the fuck were you even doing in here, the Princess warned everybody," says Kelly.
"I wanted tacos!"
"You're twelve!"
"I'm thirteen!"
"That's not better! You should have been home -"
"All we have is tuna and peanut butter!"
"Christ, Shawn, you're thirteen."
witchwatcher
"Bloody hell. This is like when I joined the UDF all over again. Thirteen is a hell of an age for life-changing events."
"I wanted tacos," Shawn says, looking at her pleadingly. It is very important to Shawn that she forgive him.
witchwatcher
"It's not your fault, exactly, not any more than it's my fault. Just an unfortunate coincidence of both of us deciding to take particular risks. Nothing to do about it but push forward."
Nod nod.
"Anyway, he can't exactly bring you to Ireland," says Kelly.
"Can too. I pass for twenty-five in public like anybody else and I know what airports look like and everything."
"Jacob, talk some sense into -"
"Gren," says Jacob, "do you think you need an adult along? Shawn can probably do things like tell you what stuff is, and you could retain phone access to the Coven."
"Anyway, he can't exactly bring you to Ireland," says Kelly.
"Can too. I pass for twenty-five in public like anybody else and I know what airports look like and everything."
"Jacob, talk some sense into -"
"Gren," says Jacob, "do you think you need an adult along? Shawn can probably do things like tell you what stuff is, and you could retain phone access to the Coven."
witchwatcher
"It would probably be for the best to have someone else. I don't want to cause any... Incidents, and thirteen-year-old-me might have. Better safe than sorry, sorry Shawn."
"I'll go with you," nods Kelly. "Chaperone, as it were."
"Kelly," says Shawn.
"Suck it up, kiddo, you're embarrassing yourself in front of Gren."
Shawn bites his lip.
"Kelly," says Shawn.
"Suck it up, kiddo, you're embarrassing yourself in front of Gren."
Shawn bites his lip.
witchwatcher
"I may as well say now that I'm not particularly romantically inclined. Haven't had much time to think about that sort of thing, between fighting Neuroi and patrol missions and so on."
witchwatcher
"Well right now what I want is to go fly for a bit. Helps me think. My steelwing will seat two, if you'd like, Shawn?"
"That sounds awesome!"
"What will happen if he abruptly turns into a horse-sized wolf?" asks Kelly.
"I won't! I have it under control!"
"And if you're wrong and the answer is 'the thing crashes and Gren -'"
"Okay okay okay sorry."
"What will happen if he abruptly turns into a horse-sized wolf?" asks Kelly.
"I won't! I have it under control!"
"And if you're wrong and the answer is 'the thing crashes and Gren -'"
"Okay okay okay sorry."
witchwatcher
"You might fall off? I can do telekinesis for thirty seconds no problem. With that much weight I can't keep flying but I can still make a soft landing. There is the problem of aerial objects being unusually visible, though. I get the impression that... All this... Is a secret from most humans?"
"It is, yeah. You should be all right if you go out to sea a bit in a boat and fly over the ocean," Kelly says. "You could also move to Quebec if you like the cold, lots of overland wilderness nobody's looking at to fly around in, permanent wolf village."
"You don't have to worry about me, wolves are really tough, I'd be fine," Shawn chirps.
"You don't have to worry about me, wolves are really tough, I'd be fine," Shawn chirps.
witchwatcher
"Cold is alright. I'll have to think about it. For now, let's go out to sea. Where can I borrow a boat?"
witchwatcher
"I know how to sail, technically, but I probably could just tie my steelwing down on top of it 'fly' the boat. A motorized boat would be just as good."
"All right. It's pretty simple to operate. I can do it if you're weirded out by the controls."
"So could I," says Shawn.
"Yeah, you could," Kelly acknowledges.
Kelly leads them to the beach nearest the wolf village. There is a pier with a few boats tied off it. She puts them in a motorboat named The Evergreene.
"So could I," says Shawn.
"Yeah, you could," Kelly acknowledges.
Kelly leads them to the beach nearest the wolf village. There is a pier with a few boats tied off it. She puts them in a motorboat named The Evergreene.
witchwatcher
"It's out on the beach near the main compound, unless someone moved it. I have Dwi's magic still, who should I call to ask?"
"I can go get it for you," Shawn volunteers.
He explodes out of his magnetic uniform, turns into a gigantic gray-brown wolf, and races off along the beach at ludicrous speed.
He explodes out of his magnetic uniform, turns into a gigantic gray-brown wolf, and races off along the beach at ludicrous speed.
witchwatcher
"Gyah!" She puts up a shield out of sheer reflex, and drops it once it's clear what happened.
[Very impressive, but please give me a little warning next time you do that. Try not to bend the bits that stick out.]
[Very impressive, but please give me a little warning next time you do that. Try not to bend the bits that stick out.]
[...Sorry! Hey, this is useful, we can talk when I'm floofed! I can't talk when I'm floofed. I'll be careful with your thing, promise.]
He's back in less that that, gently holding her steelwing in his jaws. He sets it unharmed on the sand and then transforms, then realizes that he is totally naked and grabs his uniform.
witchwatcher
She doesn't bother deliberately not looking at him, but she doesn't stare as she inspects the steelwing, dries it off with a short gust of hot air, and hefts it into the boat almost as effortlessly as he was carrying it. "Good to go."