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The portal system is replaced with a more secure successor over time. Inferno's subworlds are still non-urgent, but the daeva do get a portal to Limbo, where the humans present are much less likely to be able to freak out and successfully move from freaking out to doing anything along the lines of "nuke the rogue daeva and hope the summoner's within the blast radius". Cam visits his dad and gets a letter to his mom asking that she show up at his dad's house. He makes useful things in ways that won't be too traceable (if his dad's fridge has slightly more bacon and cheese and apples to share with the neighbors a few days in a row, who'll notice?), as a short-term intervention while awaiting more acculturation to the way Limbo works so they won't upset any very delicate balances. The portals to the other worlds can wait until there are actual plans on what to do with them. And possibly until their alts have more free time to help. In the meantime, Cam has his parents again.
"Racial slurs over fried eggs. Very romantic." Charlie serves up fried eggs.
She grins. "Plus, it's - not like either of us are going to use the racial slurs on each other. Or anyone else, really. I just think the ones for angels are somewhat entertaining."
"But you don't want me to translate 'angel' when I use it as an endearment?"
"I can imagine it now," she snickers. "'Hey, fluff-for-brains, c'mere, I want to cuddle.'"
"So you're the other person with the - alts? And all the other Cams are girls and all the other yous are boys?" says Charlie. "I don't know if I'd even like to meet others of myself but Cam seems to think it's grand."
"It's pretty grand, actually. My alts are even all very nice - even Prime, the one who is five hundred years old and also basically incapable of not saying things sarcastically. I'm just - occasionally frustrated by how they're all men. I'm sure there are girl versions of us, somewhere. I can't be the only one."
"You could get the mages to look specifically. Isn't that how we got found? Turtle wanted to, ah...?"
Adana coughs. "I mean. I wouldn't be looking for the same reasons. At - at all. But it would be nice to not be the odd one out in being female. Not that - they're not jerks about it, they don't treat me strangely or anything, but it would be nice."
"Phix wanted to know what it's like to be a boy. That was weird. I'm not overwhelmingly itching to have to switch from being 'Cam' to being 'Revelation' in peal company, though."
"... Fair. Oh, I would need a nickname, too, wouldn't I, if there were another female me. Hm. Call me sentimental, but I'd like to match."
"The others are all doing it, except Rain and Katydid, and even they both have familiar-oriented names. So sure. Along what axes would you like to match?"
Adana snickers."Alts of us are super adorable. I have no idea how I'd match yours, though. It sounds vaguely biblical?"
"It is pretty Biblical, in etymology if not in intent. Soundalike, like Phix and Max?"
"Ha. Sure, it can soundalike. Uh - well. Okay, you brought about a huge 'revelation' and got everyone to know about magic. I - made plans for a space station and threw you at them and then got you to terraform Mars? And also lots of infrastructure, which if I'm lucky didn't collapse after I became an angel. Hoooow do I put that in a simple one word form that goes with yours...?"
"It's surprisingly difficult, yeah. Hm. .... Revival? Sounds kinda biblical, and it's even a soundalike."
"We do! Like we belong in a high-concept film in Viennese Carnival outfits."