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"Eighty...seven? No um that numbers worlds not all worlds numbers... do Milliways count? Ninety-two? If count Milliways."

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"That's a lot. Huh. Is there a way to get the door to the nice bar? That's Milliways, right? If not, oh well, we can go find Lytee. She can teleport to specific people and I think she's the best chance to get you home today."

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Headshake. "Shell Bell can doing, and Jarvises if practice, but not any other anyone, and some people doors liking them but still not for sure and not me."

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"Let's go up to the base, then. Lytee's on patrol right now, but she'll probably be back by dinnertime. We can ask her to take you home then. How fast can you fly?"

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"Not too fast, am little. Dunno exactly."

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"Well, it's not far. I'll go slow." She walks back toward the station and climbs on top of some kind of vaguely horse-sized wooden thing.

"Witches need a broom or something to fly. This isn't a broom, it's made specifically for Witches to fly on it, but we still call it a broom anyway." She lifts off and starts heading towards the castle at a sedate pace.
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The little angel takes off and flies. She can do about forty miles an hour.

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Gren matches her speed.


The castle really isn't very far away at all. Gren flies around to the other side and lands in a big courtyard swarming with other people in uniforms. The people in uniforms look at the little angel curiously, but she's with Gren and Gren handles all the strange magic so they are not alarmed.

"I'm Grendyne, by the way. Forgot to introduce myself earlier. What's your name?"
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"Pen-ni-nah," says Pen. "Pen."

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"Pen. I like that, it's pretty. We need to know who to teleport you to when Lytee's back. Your parents? And I'd like to know if there's anything dangerous on your world, or anything we shouldn't do, so we can be prepared for it."

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"Um, can putting me in any place with Jane is fine. Should not do appear at home or someone maybe see. Maybe putting on space ship?"

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"She needs to put you at a person, not a place. But at Jane should work."

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"...Jane lots places, which place putting? Do not much matter for where ending up but might matter to going."

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"...I have no idea. Jane is in lots of places at the same time?"

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"Yeah. That why so good for putting places. Except she not here."

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"You, uh, probably want to think of someone else in case Lytee can't teleport to people who are in more than one place."

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"Okay. Any Mommy in a more magic world fine. Rose maybe. Okay to magic where Rose."

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"What's this about any mommy? Have you just got a big family, or is it something else?"

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"...Something else."

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"Well, I think you'll be back to Rose in a few hours. I have a little stuff to do. Paperwork. You can stay with me if you like, or I can try to find someone else to watch you? I want to warn you, though, if alarms like a bell go off you need to stay out of the way. They mean the Neuroi are coming and everyone here has to get ready to fight them. And if you hear alarms like a buzzing sound, you need to fly away as fast as you can. Unless you think your protection magic can stand up to the nastiest monsters we have here."

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"Um, is pretty good magic. What monsters doing?"

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"They're big black and red flying things. They blow things up with heat and light, and they heal very fast from almost anything we do to stop them. Our world has been fighting them for years. You really aren't from here, huh?"

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"No, am not. Pretty sure okay for heat and light. Is okay for singing while paperwork?"

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"Sure, you can sing once we get to my office. I can copy some magic, and one of the magics I know is soundproofing so you won't bother anyone else if they don't want to hear singing. I don't have a band in my pocket, though."

She walks to her office. Once the door is closed, "There we go. Sing away."
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"A band?" Pen asks.

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