Eva's decorating for a party. It's not commemorating anything special, like a birthday, but who needs an excuse for a party? It's just a regular party, with lots of people, and of course it's going to be great because Eva is involved in the planning and organization. Sitting on the floor, she's drawing geometric shapes nearby, seemingly at random, though they seem to be forming some sort of pattern. Her phone buzzes, so she gets it out and responds to a text, then continues drawing. She finishes the circle she was working on.
Eva's heard of MRSA and things in a similar vein to that, so she understands the significance of the antibiotics. After actually thinking about the batteries a bit, she realizes the potential scale, and deems it... rather ridiculous.
Eeeee. So rich. (And so much more ability to do things. But rich, too. Eee.) Plus, that's only if she can't resummon him. There's nobody around, so she might as well do a little dance.
Eventually, the few hours have elapsed. She grabs a permanent marker and goes into her garage. After drawing most of the circle, then the words around it, she completes it, hoping that she did it properly – why did she not write it down? Because it sounded so simple, that's why.
Yeah. That he did.
She is nnnot freaking out. She has her phone, so she's just gonna wait here. For a while. A really long while, if it turns out not to work.
After about five minutes, he appears, levitating a big crate. "Hello again, summoner."
"Hello!" she says, totally not having freaked out for those five minutes. "... Wait, didn't I introduce myself? I'm Eva."
"I'm Nick, nice to meet you. I didn't get as much as I'd hoped for the food. It's not nothing, though, and I do have a deal worked out with someone for the rest."
"I can always get more. I mean, I think it's probably important enough. So. I admit I haven't really planned through what I'm going to do, or rather what we should do, with the fact that you're a telekinetic fairy with alternate-universe future knowledge."
She summoned him, okay? She's not literally staking a claim to him, but she'd like to be included in things.
The phrasing gets an eyebrow-raise. "Given that you can send me away relatively easily I probably won't go haring off and doing things you disapprove of. Plus, wings, who would take me seriously? And I'm not the only fairy, you could summon more, and other kinds, if I can tone my paranoia down from twelve and explain bindings really really well. But the other kinds of daeva are all three harder to pay, more likely to want to cause mayhem, and more dangerous if they manage it."
She at least corrected to we!
"Yeah, I guess. I mean, depending on how large-scale your telekinesis is, you could do a lot of damage. You accelerated me kinda ridiculously, and if you did that and didn't decelerate me..." She shakes her head. "I don't even have to be particularly creative."
"I could ignite the atmosphere. Things moving through air at a significant fraction of C... The second kind changes things. They can remodel your house on the cheap... Or turn you into a piece of living furniture, or make live radioactive material. The last kind makes things. 'Things' includes 'black holes'."
Eva opens her mouth. Then shuts it.
Then opens it again. And shuts it.
Finally, she talks: "Oh. Rrright."
"That is why I'm being so paranoid here. Let's stick with technology or being exquisitely careful and not publicizing summoning for a few years, at least."
"Yyyyeah. I vote that. Um. So. The bindings presumably stop them from doing these things?"
"Yes, but I don't think I should explain further at this time. I hardly know you... We could fix that."
Okay, that sounds like flirting, but it feels ambiguous. "I'm eighteen, I'm a senior at the high school I go to... I do lots of parties? They're fun. I'm not literally all about them, though."
"I'm... I lost track, three twenty or so. I'm actually a big nerd about science and technology. Spend most of my time tinkering or watching old comedies when I don't take summons. But I more meant, spend some time attempting to kick-start the tech here, build a little trust. I still need to make a second trip with the rest of the food, by the way."
"Yeah. Uh. It's getting kinda late, and I'm not sure what I can actually do on this end without a lot of long-term planning or your powers. It might be best if you went back with more food – maybe you could go back and forwards a few times to take all the stuff, then we meet up again tomorrow after you've traded it?"
"Sure, I suppose." He sighs. "Bringing everything to a new world is exciting, but some space to breathe and think is reasonable."
"Yeah. Okay. Some of the stuff's in my room and some's still in the kitchen, so if you go get some of it and then I send you back and re-summon you for more, that should be okay? ... Can I just retrace this circle, or do I need to do a new one somewhere else?"
"Retracing works if you make sure to retrace over all of it." He flits away to the kitchen, retrieving stuff.
"I should be able to? I mean, I could always do a different color or something."
Saying that, she goes and fetches a few more marker colors, and starts focusing on dismissing him when he's done.
Well. In that case, she will probably just leave it until the morning to re-summon him? Luckily she did the circle in the corner of the garage, so she can just cover it with a conveniently-placed folded tarp to prevent anyone getting curious about it.
Assuming nothing dramatic happens, she'll be awake for a couple more hours, she'll text a few of her friends to say sorry about flaking on the party, and she'll then go to sleep. In the morning, she has breakfast, speaks to her mom a bit, and then sneaks into the garage to remove the tarp and draw back over it in another color. Most of the circle, then the script around the edge, then complete the circle.
She hopes he's not asleep. If he doesn't respond, she'll try again in another couple of hours.
He appears straight away. With another crate. "Good morning! I have proper tools, now. Metalwork reactors, 3D printers, chem kits, et cetera."
"Ooh! I have no idea where to set them up. We could possibly do it in here, and I guess I should tell my mom about this eventually..."