Temple's residence is quite large if simple, three stores town with space for his shop in the ground floor and a terrace big enough for a garden. The problem is the terrace's view across the chasm that separates the tiny village of shallowcreek and the vast dead city. It is safe, but few people want to wake up in the morning and see that out of their windows or while gardening in their terraces. Not that Temple uses the terrace for gardening, instead it's a great place to draw magic diagrams, he is just finishing a large circle in the middle of a protection composition when...
"And your hair is a naturally-occurring color... and you are not cute girl, unless you turn into one under the right circumstances, maybe it's one of those animes. But seriously, 2180! Tell me more about it? Do you have FTL-travel?"
"Not unless you count summoning. It's mostly just more advanced computing, industry, medicine, space colonies. Fairies make space travel cheap. And fairies aren't very technopathic on average, I'm just a big nerd."
"Just space colonies!" Temple says in disbelief. "Why aren't fairies technopathic?"
"I more meant they're not huge nerds, like me, they just play video games if they get a computer instead of deciding to learn to code. Daeva don't really need to do much if they don't want to. And fairyland is a pretty chaotic place, compared to Earth or wherever. There's not really a government, I think that's part of it. The other kinds, probably about the same."
"A similar situation to mine, but with magic. Fairyland sounds like an interesting place to live. Is there anyway to travel there?
"...If you can make portals between the realms, you could fix the concordances! We have to try it."
"Concordances are temporary... Joinings between the realms for the three kinds of daeva, and to Limbo. Their biggest problem is they they are temporary, and don't come very often. If people can visit whenever they want it would fix the mail system, at the very least... The angels and demons will definitely have a little war if you let them visit each other whenever, though."
"...Limbo contains dead humans, or at least dead humans from my Earth. Angels and demons are just people and do not necessarily fulfill the theological expectations."
"I don't know what to make of this information, except that finding a way to gate between those worlds is an interesting project." Temple says before adding. "Minus between angels and demons."
"Yeah, culture is a thing even if the average member of those categories is perfectly pacifistic... I think I'd want something that works like concordances just more often if we make the things public access, and if it can be done at all. To keep an angel or a demon from sneaking into the other kind's domain and causing havoc."
"Sadly gates are pretty hard to aim here. As in 'we can aim to this side of the city' hard. Which is still pretty useful and studying a concordance might give some sort of insight to both problems."
"That sounds extremely inconvenient, yes. I'm still not sold on teaching you magic, or at least not until I have put you under a better divination spell. Your lifeforce is... harder? Like Youth, which is hard but brittle, most of your lifeforce is like youth but also more resistant. It is entirely possible it could result in a bad reaction, where bad reaction includes things like the dead city."
"I was imagining you doing the actual development, since as you said you aren't sold on teaching me magic." He noms up the last of the snacks, and drains his tea. "I'll try to sink the rest of the dead city's borders, come back in another few hours, give you time to decide whether mass-summoning fairies to do it in a reasonable amount of time is a good idea."
"Cooperation with someone that actually goes there would be good. Anyway, I will think about it. Oh, and remember that while the disturbing sensation you feel in the dead city is real, any sense of being watched or seeing ghosts are purely imaginary."
"I haven't felt watched or seen ghosts, but I'll remember that, thanks."
Aaaand he's off. He flies high enough to take video to feed to his tablet's mapping software along the way, this time.
Dead city: Be sunk, piece by piece. Wanton destruction is still fun.
In that case, Nick will have an extremely fun destructive/productive time. He finds two more cases of across-the-chasm infections, but those can be dealt with easily
...Just how big is this thing? He flies up continuously until he can tell, or it gets obscured.
It is hard to tell, but a combination of his computer, observation and guessing leads him to believe it covers about ten thousand square miles. It's shape is semi-regular, shaped away by the creation of chasms. Near the "center" he might see dead remains left behind, decades old.
He's definitely far too high to see that. But wow, that is a big disaster zone/world cancer. More fairies are going to be necessary, or he'll be at this for a month.
He goes back to Temple's place.