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My bunny slippers just ran for cover
Morgan doesn't strictly need to sleep. Even if she didn't want to put up with the annoyance of constantly having a caffeine buzz and having to ask for coffee on almost every summon, there are naps. Naps can keep a daeva going for quite a long time.
But there's something unutterably pleasant about curling up in a proper bed in pajamas and just sleeping. And then waking up and getting breakfast in those pajamas. So she does that, because immortality's a long unpleasant time if you don't enjoy the little things every now and then. Like adorable bunny slippers and soft pajamas and sleeping in.
She's midway through a fruity salad thing that counts as the standard fairy breakfast when she feels the summon. Showing up to a summon in pajamas? Eh. If they're proper summoners she bets they've seen worse, and she doesn't particularly care if they think she's unprofessional.
She puts her spoon down and accepts the summon.
But there's something unutterably pleasant about curling up in a proper bed in pajamas and just sleeping. And then waking up and getting breakfast in those pajamas. So she does that, because immortality's a long unpleasant time if you don't enjoy the little things every now and then. Like adorable bunny slippers and soft pajamas and sleeping in.
She's midway through a fruity salad thing that counts as the standard fairy breakfast when she feels the summon. Showing up to a summon in pajamas? Eh. If they're proper summoners she bets they've seen worse, and she doesn't particularly care if they think she's unprofessional.
She puts her spoon down and accepts the summon.
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She gets a comm device, and is directed places. It turns out that one of the best places to put her is someplace high, with a view of everything, and then she can move whatever she's looking at. Then it's just telling her what to look at and do - she has very good finesse for someone that's far away and telekinetically messing with stuff, though if asked she says that she loses some finesse at this distance.
(But she has several hundred years of practice. That adds up.)
If this takes long enough she'll inform Legend that she doesn't need to sleep and can stay awake indefinitely if supplied with enough coffee.
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She does not take bathroom breaks.
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That is also not unheard of, but it is nonetheless somewhat stranger than needing coffee to stay awake.
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They find a room that Eidolon declares to be impossible to spy on via means not immediately obvious to Morgan, but both Alexandria and Legend seem to believe him.
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Once they are inside:
"So I have been to an Earth besides this one, but I'm not from any Earth. I'm a - well, the English word for it is actually fairy. Fairies have their own world they can be summoned from, by humans. Every fairy is immortal, and has the exact same powerset I do." Pause. "We're part of a subset of beings called daeva, the other two subsets are also immortal and can, respectively, make things and change things. They can also be summoned."
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"What exactly is your powerset, in full detail?" asks Eidolon.
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"Along with that I cannot suffer things that are unpleasant past a certain set baseline. If I go without sleep, the sleepiest I can get is a mild drowsiness that can be fought indefinitely with coffee at the cost of, uh, being kind of wired from drinking coffee nonstop. I have a friend that has not slept in over a century, he thinks it's a waste of his time. I can get a bit hungry, but don't need to eat and won't ever starve to death - flying in space without anything to protect me is unpleasant, but it's not actually harmful. You can't remove my limbs without my permission, period. I have a penpal who was once trapped in a black hole. She was stuck there for a while until she managed to get out, but she was never in mortal danger. And - so on. Comfortably immortal. All daeva get that part.
"The Simurgh caught me off guard, I didn't know if my comfortable only-unpleasant-to-a-baseline immortality extended to my head or not. ... I want to hope that I do have it, but I will never test it, because rogue daeva are the stuff of nightmares, and I do not want to be turned into a crazy puppet of destruction."
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Legend looks a bit disbelieving, though. The last time a cape claimed to be a fairy... "If that's the full extent of your powers, how did you manage to injure the Leviathan?"
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"Then I tried crushing them, and that didn't work either. So I ripped off all of the layers I could rip off, and hit him with the most unbreakable thing I had available." Pause. "Which was starting to show some promise, but then the Simurgh showed up."
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"The Simurgh has not returned yet," Alexandria says. "Do you need to be present with the things you move to move them? You said you're limited by the speed of light. Are your perceptions as well? If you moved the Endbringers far enough and fast enough that your and their time no longer passed at approximately the same rate, would you still be able to move them?"
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Legend looks at Alexandria. "...are we limited by physics anyway?" he asks, looking at her meaningfully and hoping she'll get his meaning.
Alexandria sighs and looks at Morgan. "There might be a better option."
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"If this works with the same summoning mechanics I'm accustomed to, I return to my world if my summoner dismisses me, or dies. I don't currently have any plans to expedite either. I'm - okay, some fairies only accept casual jobs, leave for an hour, move some couches, but I am not that kind of fairy. I accept the jobs that aren't easy, that might take a very long time. I've built my life in mind of the fact that at any time I could be summoned away for a long time. So everything there is can be put on hold for a while. And you kind of seem to need me, so."
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She can't really keep a kid safe and secret on her own. Perhaps she could play bodyguard and keep a single kid away from harm, and perhaps she could keep the kid secret by never ever mentioning her to anyone, but there's no way she could do both and pull if off alone.
So the real question is, does she trust these three?
"That is a lot to ask of me," she points out, "and I'm not saying no, I'll keep my summoner's identity secret, but that is a lot to ask of me, especially since while I've heard a lot about you three in the past few days, I haven't really gotten to know you."
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A square of light appears mid air behind the heroes and expand into a three dimensional structure, the inside of a well-lit hallway without the outside.
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Yeah, okay. That's maybe not even, but it is a suitable show of good faith, she thinks. And they are obviously trying to save the world. She'd like to get along with these people.
There's a pause as she weighs this, then:
"Mary O'Brien. I dropped her off at a police station in Saint John. I didn't get her age, but she looked to be around five or six. She summoned me in Newfoundland, my first priority was getting her away - her parents were already dead."
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