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" - yes, I do. I will get my Rebecca first, though."
"Okay. I'm going to go get Peka out of a war zone and then I will just solve any problems which result from that because I think you are perhaps underestimating my capacity to do that." Pop.
touchme
There are other tents, which may have people in them. Some folks on patrol with various shades of grey hair, not looking this way, in the distance.
"Hello! I am Prince Canafinwë Macalaurë of the Noldor and I am from another planet that does not have your terrible pointless caste system and I would like to whisk away you and your baby and possibly everyone with red hair. Do you mind."
"Oh good." Back to her house. "You don't need to pack your things, we can magically duplicate them."
touchme
"...Wow. Okay." She goes into the house and comes out with the baby a minute later. "I think you scared my mom."
"I apologize. My teleportation has a range limit, there are two intermediate hops home, I can take them slowly if you find it disconcerting -"
Hop hop hop. His apartment is built atop Ambaróna's largest concert hall, with a vaulted ceiling and glass windows on three sides looking out on the city skyline and on the palace and out to the sea.
"Welcome to Ambaróna! That's the palace over there, and we're atop a concert hall - I actually mostly copied the concert hall off one in Hell, they have had millennia to get good at the acoustics-with-no-concern-for-material-limits thing." He walks over to his desk, shuffles through what looks like a box of gleaming stylized laser pointers. He selects a dark red one, hands it to her - "you point it at the floor and press the button -"
"It summons demons! They can make you all your things back, if you'd like them, or any other things you might ask for. But you should let me do the negotiating."
