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Here, in a place where she is quite an unexpected sight, is:
an eight year old girl with brown-flecked white wings, looking dismayed and lost.
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pen_is_wow
witchwatcher
"A group of people who make music to sing to, like at festivals and such."
witchwatcher
Yep. That's singing, alright.
Gren does eventually actually start doing paperwork. And some time after that, "There we go. Done. Lytee's probably back by now, wanna go find her?"
witchwatcher
Lytee looks bored all through Gren's explanation. "Alright, I can put her home. But you have to clear it with the boss, and I wanna bring a half-squad. I'm not teleporting to an unknown world alone. 'Zat okay, Pen?"
pen_is_wow
"Not supposed bringing strangers places. Probably okay bringing you because you bring me but dunno about more people."
witchwatcher
"Well... How about me, you, Gren, and one more person? I'm really weak after a teleport, you see. I don't wanna get hurt while I recover."
witchwatcher
"I don't know what your world's like. Even if you say nobody's gonna hurt me, you don't necessarily know that. Just you, me, and Gren, then. And Gren, you owe me 10 rations for this."
"Sure."
"Sure."
pen_is_wow
"Is not my world, is Rêverie. Can't go my world in case someone seeing. Go Rose instead."
witchwatcher
"But you can get to your world from there, to hear you tell it. Same idea. D'you want to go home or not?"
witchwatcher
"Great. Now we just need Gren to talk to the boss." She does that. Only a few minutes later, they're ready to go.
"Pen, please describe Rose as best you can. If you only know one Rose it should be good enough already, but more detail can't hurt."
"Pen, please describe Rose as best you can. If you only know one Rose it should be good enough already, but more detail can't hurt."
pen_is_wow
"Rose nickname not real name, real name, uuuuuuum, Belle Cygne. Has three daughters looking like my sisters. Married to a one Daddy who a cat monster sometimes. Live in castle in woods. Enchantress, aura do wind and plants. Look like Mommy, brown hair brown eyes. Except is specially pretty for enchantress reason. Live in Rêverie. Wears dresses."
witchwatcher
Lytee takes a deep breath. There is a subtle sensation of sliding- not any particular direction, just sliding.
And the three of them fall a couple of inches onto the nearest flattish open space to Rose, wherever that might be.
And the three of them fall a couple of inches onto the nearest flattish open space to Rose, wherever that might be.
beheld_beauty
Rose is in midair, with one of her daughters, wind swirling around them.
pen_is_wow
This altitude difference presents Pen with no obstacle, per se, but, "Shhh. Think she enchanting, bad for interrupt."
witchwatcher
Lytee staggers upon landing and leans against Gren. Otherwise they hold still.
witchwatcher
"She's just tired. Teleporting to a person takes a lot of mana, I think teleporting here took even more. Using too much magic all at once knocks us Witches out for a little while."