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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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You can probably move things to space, but that's a pretty specific power.
do you like musicals?
star wars is good and theres different versions if u kno where 2 look
Did you go to space with the Leviathan?
She will notice she is now Verified.
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Telekinesis and regen, best if I keep it nonspecific for now besides those, though.
Wizard of Oz is a musical, technically. So - yes? I guess? Depends on how the songs are used? I don't know enough about movies to really say yet. Shoot me some good ones and I can watch them.
I'll look up Star Wars - what's this about different versions? I don't exactly know where to look.
I did go to space with Leviathan. Regen's good enough to let space not kill me.
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Not Eidolon, he can probably just become immune to her.
...the conversation very quickly devolves into lots of people arguing who'd beat whom in a fight, asking her more questions about limitations to her powers, etc. A few people suggest several different movies, and they explain to her about Earth Aleph and its version of Star Wars.
A few more suggestions of possible targets for her crop up, like Moord Nag or the Three Blasphemies. No one really thought she could deal with the Blasphemies, though, not the least because apparently no one could even keep track of them, they were worse than the Nine in that respect.
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Also I don't know about any of you, but I'd rather not fight any of the Triumvirate. It'd probably make a huge mess, and they seem to be pretty stand up people. And I like being alive. Best if we all just stay on the same side.
She notes that she'll be keeping a list of the possible targets for her, pending appropriate research to make sure she won't be walking into a terrible situation.
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It's starting to look like internet discussion about her's settling down a bit. Is that the case?
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Morgan mentions that she's got some things to take care of, and leaves the internet to go back to wild speculation.
She looks up the movies she's seen, and makes a plausible list of ones that she could have conceivably been shown while traumatized post-Endbringer attack. She looks up the various threats offered. She creates a proper timeline in her head of what-ordinary-people-will know for her appearance during the Endbringer attack. (She charges her cell phone.)
Eventually, she decides that she woke up during Leviathan's attack, and near immediately had a near-death experience that confirmed that she was pretty hard to kill. Followed by her testing her powers, including attempting to save various people, many of them unsuccessfully, before she decided that she was strong enough to fight Leviathan directly even if she had no idea what was going on. And then she did. She makes up the fact that she was following behind Leviathan, testing to see if her regen could handle upper atmosphere and then space - it's not plausible for her to already know she'd survive and going at top speed. It is plausible for her to figure it out while panicked and trying to save people in an emergency.
Everything else stays mostly the same, though she includes the movie time and shortens the amount of time spent talking to the Triumvirate and the Doctor. And then she has a solid cover story that no one could challenge because a lot of it occurred in a major disaster and the big parts can all be backed up by major players.
Good.
She reads up on other aspects of the world, checking on the forums every now and then. She doesn't have much to do; her paperwork already finished and in processing. Just a waiting game, to see what happens first. Paperwork, or costume, or someone saying something interesting. Which will it be?
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Is that interesting?
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I don't have fine enough control to really do something about malaria, unfortunately. Sorry.
And she doesn't. She could guard a town against mosquitoes, probably, but picking them all up and sending them away? Not going to happen.
She responds to the other suggestions with the attention they deserve, which is often a gentle no.
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And soon enough her costume's ready.
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She persuaded herself away from the darker colors she's naturally drawn to, for fear of looking too much like a villain. That is not what she has in mind at all. The designer even persuaded her to add gold trim's to the outfit. Attention grabbing, but tasteful. This isn't a costume for being in the background, but she’s not going to look like an idiot, either. The maroon and the gold go well together, and the minimal amount of black is lightened by a more heroic light grey.
Because the whole thing could potentially go up in flames from re-entry (or in a fight) it’s multilayered – parts of it could easily be replaced if only some of it caught on fire. While Morgan would hesitate to name herself invincible with the Simurgh flying around, the things that would hurt her are not going to be bullets, or fiery lasers, or people that punch really hard. She passes on body armor and instead wears something a bit more attention grabbing.
But the black bodice-like top has subtle pockets that contain sewing needles that in the hands of a fairy could be used to assassinate anyone they like, even as it draws gazes to her chest. The jacket, along with being heat resistant and is water resistant, has a detachable warm lining and perfectly sized holes for her wings to fit through. A multilayered set of not-quite-skirts go over comfortable pants, but stop short of being able to impede her movement in any way. The boots on her feet are steel-toed; she doesn’t need the protection, but she might need the extra oomph to a kick. Probably not, but she doesn’t mind forking over the extra money.
Morgan tries it on, and looks at herself in the mirror. Then she pulls out her phone and sends the designer a large tip. They've earned it.
Making her proper costumed debut by taking out the Slaughterhouse Nine is certainly her kind of style. The major problem with that’s the Siberian: she doesn’t know how she works, and she hurt Alexandria. That means Morgan wants more information before she does anything. She calls the Protectorate to see if someone who knows about the situation is willing to talk about it with her.
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"I actually want to discuss the strengths and weaknesses of the Slaughterhouse Nine, maybe coordinate if possible to prevent tripping over each other - would it help if I showed up in person to prove I'm myself?"
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Tomorrow, at the building in New York: there is a Morgan.
She is in costume.
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She does draw attention, though. Whether it be because of the wings or the... suggestiveness... of the costume is up to the reader's interpretation.
And there is: a reception.
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Oh, this is fun.
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"Yes, may I get your name?" Because even if she is slightly famous it's still polite.
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Tomorrow at 9AM: there she is again, with the Official sheet of paper. Ready to talk about local supervillains, and by local supervillains she means the Slaughterhouse Nine.
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In any case, when a PRT officer holding a foam sprayer sees the paper, they escort her to a techy-looking (by current standards) elevator, which opens noiselessly and smoothly to allow her in, and moves again noiselessly and smoothly.
The officer takes her to a small meeting room with a round table and five chairs, and waits inside, in position.
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