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.
That depends on Eva's risk tolerance, really. They'd definitely be handy and it's not that risky, but things are going well enough without them.
After thinking it through a bit, Eva has actually decided that she is fine summoning a maker.
It would be interesting to see what they're like – presumably somewhat humanoid – and see how they act. And it's true that it's not really that risky, so she's not altogether opposed to the whole thing.
She tells Nick as such, one day.
Right. He looks over her list of authors/artists/musicians/actors that a demon might not have heard of and that are butterfly-effected away from their original earth and suggests to make a smaller list to offer, in case they want another maker later. And here is the shopping list, and here is the circle, the bindings are rather tight but will at least allow them to move around inside the circle and talk.
She cuts the list down to just the relevant content creators, then breaks it up into a few separate chunks and picks one for them to use.
Once she's done, she fetches Nick, gets him to take her to the warehouse, then draws and completes the circle.
This maker is an ordinary-looking vaguely eastern european woman with a neat bobbed haircut, dressed in a very fancy business suit. She would be indistinguishable from a human if not for the grey, leathery wings folded up behind her, and the exaggerated canine teeth. She grins. "Hello, summoner... And fellow summonee." She glances over Nick's body appraisingly. "I appreciate the marginally looser-than-usual bindings."
Well, that's... a bit creepy.
Oh well, she can deal.
"Hi there," she says somewhat cheerily. "We've got a list of things we'd like you to make," she says, holding up the shopping list, "and a list of assorted content creators that you probably haven't heard of."
Then she looks over to Nick before she continues and says anything that could constitute an agreement or an offer. This is only her second proper daeva summoning, after all.
She scans the list. "I'll make the top half of that for two names. Musicians, or actors."
"What about the rest of it? Don't want to do it all, or would you just want more payment?"
She shrugs. "That's that. Summon someone else for the other half of your list. Top half, two names, deal or no deal?"
"You do up to this one," Eva says, pointing at a specific entry halfway down the list, "and you get two names of musicians or actors, deal."
She taps her foot impatiently as large stacks of objects begin appearing. It takes only a couple of minutes.
Eva reads out two names from the list, spelling them if necessary, and then says, "Thanks!"
Providing the maker has nothing else to add, she unsummons her.
So she in fact does re-draw the circle.
Does she get another random maker? She's expecting another random maker.
She gets another random maker! This one is much more open about being demonic. Big, menacing wings, villainous-looking clothes, horns and tail. "Another mortal wishes to bargain? Will you offer the soul that only shackles you?"
"It shackles your thinking. You hold onto it because you're born with it. It doesn't help you in any way. It doesn't make you human. It doesn't help you in the afterlife. It doesn't generate your emotions. Wheras it could help you, if you were to give it to me."
"It shackes your thinking metaphorically. I collect them. It's interesting, seeing what different people's are like."
"It... shackles my thinking... metaphorically. Right. So, it does nothing?"
Meaning it does nothing to shackle her thinking. Whatever. This daeva is… kinda funny in a pathetic way, really.
The demon doesn't seem to think he's pathetic, he just finds the whole situation amusing. "It does nothing, which is why you shouldn't be afraid to give it up. So I have a flair for the dramatic, sue me."