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Grendyne groans and starts pulling on her boots when the alarm goes off. Again. She quick-marches to the broom hangar, sits on her machine and is handed a plethora of loaded weapons by attentive corporals.
"Two flyers in one day? They're getting way too common."
"It's worse," the commander informs them, "South Karlsland got hit with three at once. We're taking Lytee's express and sleeping there. You can sit out if you absolutely need to, but Freya's still recovering so we could use you as a comms relay."
"No, I'll come. I just reserve the right to complain about it."
The 42nd United Forces Witch Wing takes off, bracing to fight yet another city-destroying monster, and assembles into a perfect synchronized formation as Lytee charges her teleport power.
...This is not South Karlsland wilderness.
Near the Golden Coven capital, in Aurum
Near Savarasse, in Thilanushinyel
Near Whately Academy
With Unbitwise
witchwatcher
witchwatcher
"Convenient."
She spends breakfast, the trip to the airport, and a good fraction of the flight idly quizzing Shawn on how-the-world-works. A lot of her questions end up sounding too sciency to answer, but then there are things like 'what are those green and red lights over the road for?' that he can explain.
She spends breakfast, the trip to the airport, and a good fraction of the flight idly quizzing Shawn on how-the-world-works. A lot of her questions end up sounding too sciency to answer, but then there are things like 'what are those green and red lights over the road for?' that he can explain.
witchwatcher
And the things he can't explain so easily get put into a list, for later reference at that library.
She takes a look out the window when they approach the coast. "Yep, apart from all the roads and buildings that sure looks like the Western Isle of Brittania."
She takes a look out the window when they approach the coast. "Yep, apart from all the roads and buildings that sure looks like the Western Isle of Brittania."
"If you meet Siobhan maybe don't tell her that. She's touchy about the place being Ireland and in no way subsidiary of the UK," says Kelly dryly. "Might not run into her though."
witchwatcher
"I suspect history is very different in my world. It used to be the Kingdom of Ireland until the United Defense Agreement. I won't mention it, though."
"We really probably won't run into her unless she's curious about you. Her Majesty gave her some rights over her island when the Volturi went down and we did register this trip with her - and it'd be amazing if you can copy her witchcraft - but it's her prerogative," Kelly says.
"Yeah. Addy copied Siobhan without permission once, that was... okay in the long run sort of but still."
They land at another airport. Kelly rents them a car and drives on the other side of the road from before, which Shawn also explains.
"I dunno how it happened," says Shawn. "It just did. There are other countries that drive on the left too, I think mostly islands."
witchwatcher
"I guess it's not that odd. I know Continental telegrapher's code is different than it is in Suomus. It just jumped out at me."
Eventually they arrive at a little house and Kelly parks.
"Maggie and her mate probably don't want us in the house, and frankly it's mutual," Kelly says. "We can go with you if you want, but if you don't mind going and knocking yourself..."
"Maggie and her mate probably don't want us in the house, and frankly it's mutual," Kelly says. "We can go with you if you want, but if you don't mind going and knocking yourself..."
witchwatcher
"I don't mind. I can almost get the power from here, but that seems rude."
So she walks up and knocks.
So she walks up and knocks.
The door opens, revealing a short, redheaded vampire. "Eugh," she says, "I can smell the wolves from here. So you're this Grendyne person?"
"Mummy who's there?" asks a child's voice.
"Elsie sent a visitor," Maggie calls over her shoulder.
"Mummy who's there?" asks a child's voice.
"Elsie sent a visitor," Maggie calls over her shoulder.
witchwatcher
She's talking to a lie detector, so she carefully avoids pleasantries that might not be strictly true.
"Yes, I'm Grendyne and I've been sent to copy your power. I have it already, in fact. I probably won't replace you completely, since I'm limited in how often I can use copied powers, but I'll need to hang around for an hour or so to be sure I'll keep it and not need to disturb you again. Should I come in?"
"Yes, I'm Grendyne and I've been sent to copy your power. I have it already, in fact. I probably won't replace you completely, since I'm limited in how often I can use copied powers, but I'll need to hang around for an hour or so to be sure I'll keep it and not need to disturb you again. Should I come in?"
"Sure, why not. I don't actually work for the Coven on a regular basis, you know, I don't mind being replaced."
witchwatcher
"That's always a bit of a worry when I copy someone. Glad it's not an issue." She follows Maggie in.
"I play poker and adore my mate and bring up a half-pint, I don't require a career in listening to people try to fool me," snorts Maggie.
In the family room is a half-pint little girl making things with play-doh.
In the family room is a half-pint little girl making things with play-doh.
witchwatcher
"Hullo, half-pint. That stuff looks neat. Almost like Alexandrite clay."
"...I'm from a different world with less tech, got dropped here by a magical accident," She explains, mostly to Maggie.
"...I'm from a different world with less tech, got dropped here by a magical accident," She explains, mostly to Maggie.
"Play-doh isn't tech," says the half-pint. "It doesn't plug in walls."
"Molly, this is Grendyne," says Maggie. "She's got a magic-learning magic, sorta like Adalady, and she's learning to tell when people are lying from me."
"Molly, this is Grendyne," says Maggie. "She's got a magic-learning magic, sorta like Adalady, and she's learning to tell when people are lying from me."
witchwatcher
"Medicine is technology and it doesn't need wall electricity, right? I learn by being near her and smelling her power, then practicing it. It smells like pine trees, for some reason. I have no clue why powers smell how they do."