Meanwhile:

Villanelle really, really hates unplanned pitstops, especially in tiny backwaters that're actively hostile to magic. Earths can pretty much go fuck themselves honestly, she has no idea why they're all like this. 

She's actually not entirely positive which Earth this is - there's so many, and a lot of them aren't even vaguely mapped, and her nav system is just enough on the fritz that it can't figure out where this is from first principles. (She's going to have to manually steer back, probably...)

She's been able to lie low though, parking her ship in some deserted field under a notice-me-not tarp with its stealth mode engaged while she bops around collecting what she needs to repair it. It's had plenty of time to refresh the air envelope at least.

But that means she's had time to acquire local clothes and get a sense of the local rhythms when she sees a crack team ghost through one of the stores and descend on a human teenager. The fight's ignored by everyone else - that's a pretty decent memory fuckery illusion they've got going, really - 

Except Villanelle.

The thing about memory fuckery illusions is if you can catch anyone who isn't an unlucky rando with them you have better tools. Villanelle is very much not an unlucky rando.

She's better at invisibility, too, and illusions in general she decides as she tails them - also known as, starts humming then takes a wide leap up on top of the van and sits there with her hands in her pocket studiously not attacking anyone until she knows where they're going and the potential hostage is definitely not imminently getting shot. 

And then, once she's also identified how they're communicating (sadly requiring the hostage getting out of her line of sight): 

And then she starts kicking some kidnapper ass.

(Okay technically, first she waves her very shiny official proof she's a representative of the Crown of Aitania in front of some mook's face. Then she starts kicking ass.)

Villanelle's just about done mopping up the last of the ass when the target of her rescue operation pokes her head out of the room she was being kept in, blood dripping off her fingers.

She's not quite at invisibility that'll last through ass-kickings, so she's fully visible. She waves a little. (She isn't at all bloody, and in fact most of her downed opponents don't look injured.)

"I'm friendly!" she calls. (With magical translation up, which sounds like a pretty weird double-layered song.) "Are you hurt?"

"...No, I'm not."

"Awesome - I was a little bit worried about that, what with the random kidnapping assholes..." Shrug. "Oh - you missing any of your stuff?"

She frowns and pats her pockets.

"They took my phone."

"What's it look like?"

"About so big. Plain black case."

"No like, what's a phone? - I might be able to use just that word but a mental image will help."

"-Do magic people not have phones? What the fuck."

"I've only been on this world a little bit, I might've seen one? The word just isn't translating clearly."

"Oh, alien magic people, all right then. A phone is- a pocket computer, does telecommunications, internet access. Has a touchscreen and a camera in the back."

" - Can you draw one?"

"Don't have anything to draw with. Maybe I can-" She fiddles a bit, then pops out a hovering, slightly transparent image of her phone in midair. "Like that."

"Neat." She squints at it. "How precisely accurate is that?"

"It looks like that? I mean. The actual phone is solid and has data on it and stuff."

"Image's enough." She closes her eyes a little and starts singing - sways a bit - spins around - and says, "That way!"

Then starts walking.

Maybe there's different kinds of magic? And this one's based on music somehow?

She follows.

She zeroes in on one of the fancier dressed dudes, riffles through his pockets - 

And comes up with a phone. "This yours?"

"Looks like. Can I see?" She holds out a hand.

She hands it over.

Ellie goes to tap its screen and notices she still has claws. "Ah." She frowns and pulls the pointy bits back in. Then taps the screen.

"Yeah, this is mine."

She giggles a little. "Not used to your abilities yet?"

"No, not really. Only found out about them the other week."

"You're picking it up quickly then - and you just could suddenly do stuff?"