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unplanned landing
She's at the lead of a formation of six Witches, flying her metal not-quite-a-broom out on a routine patrol. She carries her bow, sword, quiver of arrows, four loaded flintlock pistols, two pot-bombs. The usual loadout.
What she finds is not any alien invader she's familiar with. It's a flying snake with a mirror for a head.
"Pull up! It's faster than us, so use formation wagon-wheel!" Bows come out, and arrows fly at it, but they bounce uselessly off its mirror-head and scales. After a few minutes of this she charges in, drops one of her pot-bombs on it at point blank range, then pulls a roll to dodge as it charges past, but not fast enough-
And she's somewhere else entirely.
What she finds is not any alien invader she's familiar with. It's a flying snake with a mirror for a head.
"Pull up! It's faster than us, so use formation wagon-wheel!" Bows come out, and arrows fly at it, but they bounce uselessly off its mirror-head and scales. After a few minutes of this she charges in, drops one of her pot-bombs on it at point blank range, then pulls a roll to dodge as it charges past, but not fast enough-
And she's somewhere else entirely.
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And she does in fact go back to sleep. When they return, she's reading again.
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She inspects the available implements and ends up choosing the flat-bristled broom over the traditionally shaped but rather limp mop.
"I'll be back in an hour or so. Will one of you please be here to let me into the room?"
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"I can," Jaromira says.
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Presumably the key is handed over and Gepard heads for the woods, broom in tow.
Some hours later, she comes back to their room and resumes reading engineering and military history textbooks.
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