Mountain, meet Endbringer | Glowfic Constellation

One of the most recommended law firms takes a while to reply to her email, and the first thing they do is tell her about prices for online consultations and in-person visits and stuff like that.

After discussing schedules with Aiko for a minute, she'll pay for a one-hour online consultation at a certain time tomorrow, to summarize her wants and concerns.

After that she just relaxes for the rest of the trip. It shouldn't be long, this thing is just as fast as the other one.

Yup, not long at all, just a few more hours.

Eventually they arrive, and the party waiting for her consists of more uniformed differently-masked people, three men in suits, and a ridiculously overdecorated reception room. With food! Quite good food, too. And tea.

She's a little used to this: They're doing their very best to impress her. It's like working for Princess Avaced.

She politely greets people and has some of the food and tea if they don't immediately move to go somewhere. (She's figured out a mouth and not face revealing modification of her helmet by now.)

They don't immediately move. There are a few politicians and cape-sponsors that subtly (and at times not-so-subtly) hint that she could be working with them on a more permanent basis, with all those shiny things she could have (like lots of money) if she did.

Unfortunately, she thinks their philosophies and beliefs are simply not compatible enough for a long-term partnership. She'll still be glad to assist in times of emergency or on a temporary basis, of course.

They assure her they completely understand her position and will welcome her help in the future, in a tone she might recognise as the 'we will keep trying to more subtly convince you with even more lavish displays of various temptations' tone as opposed to the 'I respect your opinion and will no longer push the subject' tone.

She attempts to distract them from subtle prodding by asking about the history of Japan.

That might just be amongst their favourite subjects! They can talk about it at length, with words like 'glory' and 'magnificence' and 'joy' sprinkling the description.

This excessively polite chitchat is nice and all, but after a while she asks whether she might get started on some of the repair plans?

Oh, they thought she would like to rest before, what with the differing timezones and the fact that it might be quite late for her biological clock.

Her sleep schedule mostly is not a thing. This is a personal quirk, not a power. She needs sleep eventually, but may as well stay up until it's night here.

Well, it's five thirty PM there, night will take a bit. If she's sure, will she accompany this attractive young man wearing a suit through these beautiful hallways towards this conference room?

Sure, sure. She idly bulks her rocksuit back up a bit along the way. It makes soft crackling noises. Not enough to hurt furniture, hopefully.

They have arranged for sturdy furniture to be there to welcome her.

They outline the plan, asking some stuff of her (like can she raise the rest of Kyushu back? would it be okay if she lowered those platforms again once most of the water was taken care of? can she help with macro flooding?) and presenting different parts of a plan tree depending on her answers.

It's actually pretty well thought-out and has apparently taken quite some work. They probably started this long before the previous day.

She's very impressed and tells them so. Usually she has to do the bulk of the planning herself.

Raising the rest of Kyushu would be difficult. There is a huge amount of pervasive and deep damage. But it's possible. Reversing her platforms and reducing macro flooding are relatively expensive for her but possible. She likely can't make Kyushu's geography match what it once was without far more work than she wants to spend on that in particular. She'd rather be doing roads, seawalls, collapsed tunnels, etc.

They nod along and adapt, having prepared parts of the plans and priority orderings to match. As she builds stuff, she will be working with a Tinker that can make plants grow in specific shapes, and one who can transfer heat from one place to another and manipulate it with quite a bit of fine control over it who will be able to provide glass.

The platforms are secondary, but the macro flooding is definitely going to be one of the first things they'd like her to help with. They've highlighted a few key locations, and ask for her input on how many of those she'd be willing to help with, as well as in what order, with how much time to rest in between, and what she'd like to do otherwise in specific, etc. They want quite a few details, leaving very little margin for creativity or error during the actual implementation of the projects.

She'll do 14 hour work days. She prefers to do two things at once: Reverse flooding at the same time as repairing buildings and roads in the flooded area. She's not entirely sure how quickly she'll be able to do X or Y or Z. She's happy to plot out the course of things two days in advance, but no further than that.

They take that information into account and change some of the plans. In particular, they postpone actually discussing some of the plans until later.

Two things at once, however, that makes them pretty happy. They will definitely want that.

They continue ironing details out for a while more, and by the time they're done it's almost nine PM.

Before she flies to her nearest plateau to sleep, can she have a computer with the plans on it by tomorrow? She'll be on comms of course, but a reference never hurt anybody.

Certainly, it will be arranged.

So she flies to the nearest plateau. She made a lot of them, wherever they are it's likely not far.

There is indeed one such plateau fairly close to where she is, one that raised the large part of a park, the rest of which is too destroyed to be recognized at ground level.

She dives straight into the side and sleeps in a cave of her own making.

And is up again at 8 AM, as planned. She flies back to the office place. Is her phone charged up like she asked? Is there breakfast?