malduoni learns about some suspicious otherworldly visitors
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Malduoni isn't angry but he is starting to get a bit frustrated. 

"Please have a seat and rest," he says distantly, pointing at some armchairs, "the restroom is there," and then he ducks through the divider into the study and seals the door with magic. 

And prays to Iomedae. 

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She's there. She looks quite pleased with herself, for some reason.

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"Something going well on your end?" Aroden says, wearily. "I am glad one of us is having a good day. I have Mhalir, somehow, his Chelish wizard escaped but I captured his shuttle in the process. After Nefreti hauled me off to Gate a large number of Andalites to the pharaoh's palace in Osirion, for some reason. I am having such a tiring day." 

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Now he is sitting in her lap being held against her chest. Her size is sort of whatever size makes this cozy which is not precisely the size humans really are. "You poor thing. You did very well. I am still piecing together a lot of what you did but you did very well at it. There is a flock of axiomites in Sothis learning about computing and negotiating some kind of agreement with the Andalites. Abadar wants to mediate. Between them and the Yeerks. I guess He might be the right god for it."

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"- Really. Excellent, I am very pleased to hear that. Abadar does have - a framework that they can both see and work within, I think." It's very cozy in Iomedae's lap. He relaxes into it.

"I wanted your advice with Mhalir, actually. I do not think I am figuring out the right way to reassure him, or to help him understand this world and - understand Good, and why it is in some sense a real and important force here, just like gravity. He is not currently able to see it that way and he feels very very confused and I cannot seem to bridge the gulf." 

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"Carissa thought that maybe the cleric who she spoke to earlier should speak to him. I think that is a good idea though that specific cleric is regrettably occupied at this moment and will be for the next hour. I can get her to you then."

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"I would appreciate that very much. I have him Polymorphed into a more convenient human form for the next eleven-and-some hours, so waiting is fine, I think he could use the time to settle down a bit." 

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"I can send her over when she's done, though she can't teleport to the same place as last time because of your usual protections on it. I am not going to intervene again; frankly at this point the situation seems well in hand and does not justify it. Carissa scared me briefly by going to Cheliax but she just wanted to buy some things and flee immediately."

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"She can Teleport to outside my office and I can meet her? Or if she has not been to Rahadoum, I suppose I can come to her." He hesitates. "Where - is Carissa? Mhalir is very worried about her and misses her, he was quite upset when I said I did not know where she was." 

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"I feel like it would be disrespectful of her quite impressive effort at figuring out a way to hide from you despite the fact she is fourth circle and you are ninth, to just tell you like that. You can tell Mhalir that she is safe."

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He looks slightly sheepish, then smiles. "Fourth circle! That is new, good for her. Anyway, I will meet your cleric in an hour. Thank you. It - is good not to feel alone anymore." 

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"It is a good thing I know about you! I have been changing some peoples' orders. In a very subtle way that even Asmodeus couldn't use to infer I think you're alive, don't worry."

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"Thank you." His expression dims. "I was expecting to be ready to move in two to five years, but am now at the stage where I could trigger it within a week if I chose. I suppose you probably read that from my mind already." 

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"Yes." She sounds very like him when he's being unapologetic about something most people would be apologetic about. "I think we may want to move sooner. I want to see how Asmodeus reacts to the news of the aliens, when he learns of it. It - might be important." Her eyes shine. "They have weapons that can destroy planets and on the one hand that is horrifying and on the other hand - I want to bring them to bear on Hell itself."

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He twists to look into her eyes. "Oh. Yes. You make a good point. I think a great many things here may be important. Complicated and fraught, but - promising." 

And he wants to rest in her arms just a little longer, before he returns to his body in the study, and composes himself for a moment before going out and telling the three Yeerks he'll be leaving them here for a while and they're welcome to read the books. 

He Plane Shifts to his hallway, and goes to wait in his office, sitting at his desk with his chin resting in his hands, deep in thought. 

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Eventually the same cleric as earlier comes by, with a wizard on hand. "- hello," she says. "I am not delighted about being in Rahadoum against the will of its people but I understand that we're just catching a ride elsewhere?"

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“Yes, thank you. - Just to warn you, your magic will not work where I am taking you, but it is safe there.” And he offers her his hand.

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She raises an eyebrow, but takes it.

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He Plane Shifts both of them to the library demiplane.

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Mhalir scrambles up from the armchair where he’s sitting, eyes fixed on both of them. He’s trying to guess who the woman is and what she’s doing here, he’s scared but more than that he’s confused. (He wishes Carissa were there...)

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"Are you Mhalir?"

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He glances back at the other two Polymorphed Yeerks, who are huddled in their armchairs, also scared but shrinking about it instead of reacting. "Yes." 

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She looks at the old man. "May we have some privacy?"

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"If you wish. You may knock if you require me." He gestures for the two Yeerk staff and the wizard to follow him into the other half of the demiplane, shutting the door, which immediately blocks off all sound as well. 

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She sits down. "How long have you been here?"

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