Better not linger in her starting place too much longer. Yellow's faster than her and may have already come home to a wreck. Thorn might have a habit of checking up on the place, even, just in case. She's invisible, inaudible, unsmellable - that won't help if he sends someone thorough. Or comes in person.
She sets out.
She's been flying for about thirty minutes after her shopping trip when she falls through a tear and squeaks inaudibly and lands in the middle of -
"There's at least one other Earth. It's pretty much like this one, just with less capes. But the number two is ridiculous and can't exist, so there might be more. If you're from one, you should probably come talk to someone who outranks us."
"I'm not from an Earth, I'm from Fairyland. I'm given to understand that Earth is round? I am not from a round location."
A van pulls up. Shadow Stalker hands her prisoner over and gives what is definitely a very fair and accurate description of events leading up to the capture.
Then she agrees with Vista, "You willing to come to HQ with us? I could use an excuse to cut out early from the patrol with the kid."
"I don't mind." Her current best guess is that Vista is the only way to make sorcery work around here, and a gate could take ages to settle and this looks like a lousy place for one.
"Good. Rooftops OK? It's a short trip; we can show you the way." Both capes ascend one, while somehow also not leaving mid-conversation.
The destination is not the tallest building they've passed, but it's still beyond anything typical of Fairyland. What sets it apart from everything else visible so far is the force field surrounding it.
She thinks she sees it flicker into existence before it vanishes, shredded by whatever about this place does that.
The force field is interesting.
Elevator's this way. Stalker called ahead; the Director's expecting us."
"Oh, by the way, if there's anyone around who doesn't use nicknames they should probably start."
So far, Promise has seen a total of two costumes.
"Well, I'll just avoid those people, then, I guess. And if you meet any other winged people just introduce yourself as Vista."
Shadow Stalker might make fun of her for it, but she doesn't have to be a stereotypical thirteen-year-old to have read Maggie Holt.
"Well, if you're lucky they don't do anything, but names let fairies do things. ...With that having been duly warned I don't think I want to completely explain fairies right now. I wasn't expecting the mortal world to be this full of unfamiliar magic and people aiming weapons at me."
The elevator does exactly what the name implies, and opens on a floor full of offices. The capes lead her into the open door of one.
A plate by the door reads "Emily Piggot."
Promise doesn't enter the building expecting to need to read the walls, and it's a bit above eye-level, and metal plates with words on them are frankly less attention-getting than the coffee machine over there. She actually doesn't see it.
The Director is a fat woman with gray eyes and a blue suit. She pauses for a second or two and then says "Very well. Dismissed." The capes leave, and Director Piggot addresses Promise. "You may call me Director, or ma'am. What is the significance of this restriction?
"I'd sooner not explain. I don't have any names or any wish to acquire them and I warned you not to let them slip, and what I would like to do next is figure out how to get sorcery working long enough for me to go back to Fairyland."
"Promise, if this is something that endangers my people I have little tolerance for games. Our precautions might be insufficient, or if we succeed in getting you back to Fairyland some other fairy might come here, or any number of failures. That holds even if you yourself are both completely trustworthy and never slip once. In such a case, I should at least like to know what the danger is."
Sigh. "Apparently there are a lot of Earths and I didn't even gate here, so if you haven't had a lot of fairies visiting in the past it's unlikely to start happening, but I suppose that's reasonable. When a fairy has a person's name then that person is the fairy's vassal until the name is forgotten; vassals must obey orders from their masters and can't harm them. But you already have this policy of the people with the non-sorcery magic powers using nicknames, which are safe."
What are the limits on what orders can be given, or on what happens if the vassal does not? Does the harm have to be intended to cause serious injury, or does accidental inconvenience count?"