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Sadde's running.
Not for any particular reason, just because it's faster. He's been meaning to go to one of the capitals for a bit and now, he supposes, is as good a time as any.
And eventually he's not running anymore, because he's close enough to civilisation that someone might spot him. Not that he wouldn't be able to notice them by scent before they saw him, but still. And as he makes his way to the Norway capital at this more leisurely pace, he notices the tiny, shiny key. He walks towards it and picks it up and immediately notices just how magic it is. He can tell by the way the key feels like things, and different things depending on where it is.
He verifies that what the key feels like is consistent in absolute location by waving it around a bit and seeing that the same place always feels the same. "Huh," he murmurs to himself.
He straightens up and thinks. The first obvious thing to try is seeing whether it opens any doors—a universal skeleton key sounds like the kind of thing a magical key could be—but the second obvious thing can be tested right there and then. He pushes the key into thin air with some purpose, as if he wanted to unlock an invisible door, and then turns it, et voilà, the faintest of door-shaped outlines appears before him.
He locks the door, and it disappears. Unlocks it again, and there it is. So he pulls it open and sees—
"Fairies are easier to pay and it would be more likely that you'd summon one just for kicks. You won't have any trouble paying an angel with a demon around but it'd still be notably weird."
"Alright, then. But you'll still need to set up a place that doesn't look like Hell to do that, right?"
Shrug. "Sure, but parts of my house don't look especially Hellish, just don't summon them in the bathroom or the kitchenette."
Here is a circle on a piece of paper to finish, again. Cam draws all the curtains closed.
"Hello, summoner," he says, looking at Sadde and barely glancing at Cam, "what can I do for you?"
Cam answers anyway: "He's just doing a summoning for kicks. Want some cookies for your time?"
"Uh," says the fairy, "sure."
Cam makes him some cookies.
"Hey, if you want someone to accept cookies for nothing, I'm your fairy," says the fairy.
"'S why I picked him. Most people would at least comment on how you got your demon to give you wings, isn't that interesting."
"Yeah. I could probably grow my own, though, now that I know what it feels like. Anyway, so apparently summoning daeva is a not-being-a-daeva-or-dead thing, not a being-in-the-mortal-realm thing."
"Looks like! Might still not work from farther afield, but that's still really neat to know."
"...Actually. If they don't close on their own isn't there a gate from your world to a random Hellpark? Maybe that should be addressed sooner than later."
"Uh. Right. Yes. How should we address that? The portal was kinda out-of-the-way, but with a growing population of immortal people with super-senses on my Earth eventually someone will find it."
"Is there any sort of signal that would be unique to your planet that we could check for whenever we find a plausibly Earthlike landscape?"
"My planet currently looks a lot like what yours would in 2012 if... well, if you did not exist. Plus my brand of magic, if it has any kinds of strange radio signals I wouldn't know but I wouldn't count on it, plus the shadow government slowly taking over. And now that I think about it, you could access the Golden Empire's website, too, so that's one, I guess."
"Okay, so, Earthlike landscapes I attempt to patch into the Internet - this is actually difficult, FYI, making a thing doesn't make subscription access to any networks - and find the Golden Empire's website."
