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

[will_you_still]

Hmm.

The pocket dimension and illusions are worrying.

Does the Protectorate want to, say, help her go space them?

[peterxy]

Nnnot on such short notice, no. If she'd like to wait to strategize with them, potentially. But given that the Blasphemies are mostly Europe's problem, that might take a while.

[will_you_still]

She can wait to strategize with them. Much as she dislikes waiting to go kill Moord Nag, she wants her takeover to be neater much more. If she can smoothly take over without causing many ripples or causing her neighbors to think it's a good idea to go take her on, she can devote more attention to digging wells and creating a stable country, which will ultimately save more lives in the long run. Sorry, people that get eaten by Moord Nag.

Though it does depend on how long they'll take for it. Are they going to take too long?

[peterxy]

Yes.

[will_you_still]

Ugh.

Screw this, she despises red tape.

She shows up at the Houston PHQ.

[peterxy]

"Can I help you?" the receptionist asks.

[will_you_still]

"Yes, hi, I'd like to talk shop with Eidolon." Pause. "I'm Morgan, by the way."

[peterxy]

"Eidolon is out on patrol, at the moment."

[will_you_still]

"I can wait for him to come back," says Morgan brightly. (Ugh. Patrolling. What a waste of everyone's time.)

[peterxy]

"He will be informed of your presence."

[will_you_still]

"Sure. Thank you very much."

She goes to the waiting room, picks up a magazine, and starts casually reading. In full costume. Completely ignoring any stares.

[peterxy]

And stares there will be, until the receptionist asks her to come with this nice PRT lady somewhere.

[will_you_still]

And she will happily go with the nice PRT lady!

[acanofworms]

The nice PRT lady brings them to a meeting room where Eidolon is waiting, arms crossed, looking out the window. He turns to look at Morgan and nods. "Hello."

[will_you_still]

"Hello," says Morgan, like walking into the PHQ and asking for Eidolon is the most ordinary thing in the world. ... She seems to be making a habit of this kind of thing.

"So, how free are you to come play hooky with me? I don't know what demands the Protectorate makes of your time."

[acanofworms]

"You might have to explain what you mean."

[will_you_still]

"I think the Protectorate as a whole is taking too long to get back to me about working with me on strategizing for the Blasphemies and wondering if you're willing to just cut past the red tape with me for the good of the world."

[acanofworms]

"...I'm somewhat surprised you haven't decided to just do it yourself."

[will_you_still]

"I'm not sure how I'd fare against the illusions and couldn't actually get past them without causing a lot of property damage and probably quite a few deaths, and the pocket dimension is... Concerning. One of my counters is being trapped in something I can't escape from by moving." She shrugs. "I try not to barrel into tactical nightmares."

[acanofworms]

"And you came to me because you expect me to go around regulations and go fight the Blasphemies with you."

[will_you_still]

"I came here to ask. I don't expect you to do anything, I don't know you nearly well enough."

[acanofworms]

"I see." He cocks his head slightly.

[will_you_still]

"So, want to come fight the Blasphemies with me?"

[acanofworms]

Sigh. "I suppose I might. What's your preferred method of transportation?"

[will_you_still]

... She looks at him, amused.

"Eidolon, I can be anywhere in the world in ten seconds, the only reason I ever slow down is so I don't break squishy people."