"I hope you'll enjoy the festival. Oh, I'd also like to hurry up on buying radios if that's acceptable, communication will make us vastly more effective as a state."

"I think we can arrange that! Were there particular features you had in mind?"

"I think I've had our ambassador ask some greens about some of the details- We want something like voice-only pocket everythings for normal use, and some long-range sets that can do encryption as we're expecting that other Dwellin can and will get radio interception equipment eventually."

"Sounds like a plan. I'll make sure our folks are on that."

"I'd love to meet your magic-bearer! But for now, if there's nothing else..."

"I can invite her down! I think that's everything I'd wanted to cover."

"Have a pleasant day, I'll have them tell you when the prisoners arrive and when the trial's scheduled."

The magic grey and some city planners arrive on the next shuttle down.

Every Dwellin treats the magic grey like a minor celebrity when it's mentioned that she has magic!! She must be a mighty warrior!! Has she figured out what it is yet?

It's a balance sense! It's mostly good for operating in zero gravity, but that's lots of fun, here's a video of her playing around with it.

Zero gravity is kind of a mind-boggling concept and that's very impressive!!! Lots of Dwellin would really like the chance to experience it!!! Would she like to spar with anyone?? (Some of the bolder Dwellin will try to hit on her.)

You know what she is totally up to try boinking a Dwellin today, she's in that kind of a mood. And spar. Not necessarily in that order.

A good spar with an equal-ish opponent is excellent foreplay! Seems to be in general agreement. She has plenty of picks for sparring partners. Somewhat fewer prospective sex partners. There's a nice arena half a block away if the middle of the street won't do for the fight.

She picks a member of the overlap between the sets who has a nice looking fur pattern and heads for the arena to try to beat him up.

The arena is promptly packed by the crowd that follows them there.

"Friendly fight, body and limb hits only, best of five?" The white and silvery-grey furred Dwellin asks smilingly as he puts on his claw guards.

"Sounds good to me!"

Then they can fight!

He's a fairly skilled amateur and really strong for his size like all Dwellin, but not actually a professional brawler.

She's not a professional brawler either; she has a little martial arts training but is mostly a gymnast. She's willing to cheat with her magic, though.

"It's not cheating at all!" Her opponent insists, grinning. "Hardly anyone gets to fight someone with magic! You have it- Use it!"

She wins 3-1 by dint of her magic making throws and footwork a lot easier.

She is suitably pleased with herself! Where is privacy for the followup?

There's a sort of locker room they could lock, or he has a place a few minutes away?

Are the locker rooms cleaned regularly?

...Yeah but maybe not to Amentan standards, he hears they care about that a lot. (He took a bath this morning, it's why his fur's still shiny.)

They do care about that a lot. So, his place then.

They can dodge the crowd looking to talk to the MAGIC ALIEN out the back door.

He has his own house that smells kind of woody, with one side room filled with lots of thin wood rods and half-complete wickerwork! That's what he does for a living. (Nimble fingers, he jokes.) It's nice stone structure, neat and tidy and solid. There's a bed with only few small strands of fur on the covers and a soapy-smelling bathroom.