My bunny slippers just ran for cover

[will_you_still]

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.

Comments

[acanofworms]

"I would like you to explain to me the reasoning behind not using one of those bindings you mentioned, though I am thankful you told me they exist at all."

[will_you_still]

"You're welcome." She sort of declines to keep standing, so she sits. Floating. In mid-air. Because there's no chair. "Right, so, I am not a summoner, and have never been one. So I don't actually know the whole - logic behind making bindings. I could not make a solid one; only copy bindings that I've seen and remember clearly. I could make a reasonably solid non-terrible fairy binding, but the bindings for the different daeva require different things. And the two for changing-daeva that I've seen and remember anything of were not the kindest bindings ever. One didn't let the daeva change any matter connected to a human - which would prevent healing of any sort - and the other was highly restrictive about things the daeva could do. It's why I remembered it at all, the daeva I worked with bitched about it being terrible, so of course I looked at it.

"I could prevent him from, say, killing you, but that's not the danger of a daeva. The danger of a daeva is if one you summoned put you in a coma, then took you to - I don't know, the Moon, and then put you on an IV drip for the rest of your life while they go do whatever they want. And I can't prevent that at all. ... I mean I could switch this up to a fairy summoning, but another my-set-of-powers won't scale as well as having multiple types of daeva. And summoning a fairy wouldn't erase the danger of summoning other daeva, and all of the fairies I know don't like to work long-term and expect to go home in an hour or two, and we haven't proven that daeva can be unsummoned here, and I really do trust my friend."

[acanofworms]

"I believe you trust your friend," he says, trying to be delicate. "I also know you spent a few minutes around the Simurgh. How sure are you you trusted them before being in contact with her?"

[will_you_still]

Pause. That's a pretty good request.

She reviews her mental state and checks to see if anything at all has changed in her opinion of him.

"... Quite sure," she pronounces, after a moment of thought. "I consistently recommended him to summoners when they wanted a daeva of his type, we have been long time penpals, and he's accepted shitty pay before to do good work when it would have been in his best interest to refuse the job."

[acanofworms]

He sighs. "Well, as far as we know, the Simurgh doesn't affect long term memories. Let's see if this will work, then. Do I have to do anything other than completing the circle?"

[will_you_still]

"No. But I can switch it to a circle to summon a fairy if you'd prefer."

[acanofworms]

Shrug. "I don't think there's a need, like you said, having two of you isn't as useful as two different daeva."

He completes the circle.

[will_you_still]

Absolutely nothing happens.

Morgan looks at the circle, pensively.

"... One point towards Mary O'Brien being a parahuman that has made a very sentient projection," she says. "Though I still don't think I was made a few days ago at all."

[acanofworms]

His eyebrows raise in surprise. "So you were considering that."

[will_you_still]

"It's a possibility." She smiles at Legend a bit. "I might have misinformation, but I assure you, I'm not crazy."

[acanofworms]

"If your entire history is completely fabricated, the line is pretty thin," he says, smiling a bit.

[will_you_still]

"I disagree. I am still capable of sincerely asking myself if I'm crazy or not, I have quite a lot of self awareness, and I'm not - taking conclusions I've reached through my memories and running off with them anymore. I have not just assumed that I am definitely correct because that's what my memories say. I am not interested in hurting people and want to help society at large. But if I am crazy, I'm a very convenient kind of crazy."

[acanofworms]

"Sorry, that's not what I meant. You are definitely possessed of all your cognitive faculties to the extent I can determine."

[will_you_still]

Snort.

"Thank you, I try."

[acanofworms]

"Well. Given that either your arrival here is a terribly lucky fluke or you are one of the strongest parahumans or parahuman-effects to ever appear, we should make the best of it. What are your plans?"

[will_you_still]

"Lawyer. Possibly followed by talking to a superhero outfit designer of some kind so I can easily fit in instead of running around in clothes a size too big that someone handed to me. Then something large scale and helpful that'll net me a lot of money very quickly, followed by hiring someone to manage my PR and an agent to help me sort through all of the things I need to do, along with living conditions and general amenities. During down time, researching everyone of interest in the world, paying special attention to villains that seem like they've been handed a bad hand in life."

[acanofworms]

He blinks. "Well, I'm glad you have it all figured out, then. And I promised you I'd find the number of a good lawyer when we arrived, right. Let's go find it. And the Protectorate can pay for your housing while you don't have any money, I'm pretty sure, you're not technically a victim of the Leviathan attack but you did end up homeless because of it, in a roundabout way."

[will_you_still]

Morgan snorts. "I mean, I'd like a place to live, but I don't need to eat or sleep, so it's not a huge priority of mine. I'd rather have a comfortable fortune and people to help me use my powers intelligently first."

[acanofworms]

"I'm glad to hear it."

He leads the way to his office.

[will_you_still]

And she follows!

"That being said, if you could get me an unlimited supply of coffee and bagels or something, that'd be great."

[acanofworms]

He laughs. "That can certainly be arranged. Now, let's see..." He doesn't sit, looking for a certain business card in his first drawer.

His office is quite well-organized, with neat little piles of papers that seem to indicate someone who is very busy but also very on top of it, with labels and files and neat little boxes.

[will_you_still]

Morgan doesn't snoop. She waits for her business card with utmost patience.

[acanofworms]

He finds it fast enough, and hands it to her. "There we go. Mrs. Dallon is one of the best you'll find. She's based in Brockton Bay, but she's reachable by phone and email easily enough."

[will_you_still]

Nod.

"... A phone. I'll need a phone," she says, with dawning realization.

[acanofworms]

"...yes, yes you will." He unlocks his computer and taps a few things. "You'll get a PRT-issue disposable one, as well as information about a bank account that will have some money from the relief fund, it should be enough to buy you a better one and food and live in a hostel for a while though you won't be needing that I think. You'll get more money soon, but it won't be as much as your account started with."