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Hank wakes up.
Of all the usual results of a blow to the head, this one probably isn’t even in the top four. One minute a misunderstanding with a crowbar and a man called Hercules—in retrospect that should have been a warning sign—the next…something else.
This isn’t the Colt Arms Factory, and it isn’t even Hartford. He’s in the middle of a ravine he’s never seen before. Must be a practical joke by someone who’s about to be unemployed. He groans, pushes himself to his feet, and works his way up the nearest slope. On second thought, this is less of a practical joke and more of a dream. The half-clockwork dog would be decidedly impractical to fake, and the enormous bipedal beetle is far too well-dressed.
At the top there’s a fence, with signs facing the other side. No gate is in evidence, but the fence isn’t too much of an obstacle. From the other side, the signs can be read as saying variations on “beware of the magic.” Huh.
From atop the slope, there’s at least a clearly visible destination. A nearby city, it may not be any city that was nearby when he was last conscious, but it’s better than here. He heads toward it.
connecticut_yankee
connecticut_yankee
"In that case, gambling on forgery might be the safest bet if nothing else comes up. Or at least the least risky."
connecticut_yankee
"He's a slaver. I'm not even going to feel the slightest bit guilty about it.
In the meantime, I should probably find a blacksmith or something and see if I can get," he glances up at the sun, "half a day's work on short notice. Dangerous felonies on an empty stomach sounds like a bad idea."
He pulls out a pocket watch and looks at the sun again. "Good, it's about the same time of day it is in Connecticut."
In the meantime, I should probably find a blacksmith or something and see if I can get," he glances up at the sun, "half a day's work on short notice. Dangerous felonies on an empty stomach sounds like a bad idea."
He pulls out a pocket watch and looks at the sun again. "Good, it's about the same time of day it is in Connecticut."
connecticut_yankee
"It's just a—oh."
In retrospect, he should have thought of this earlier.
"This is a unique artifact capable of counting time with precision unmatched by anything that exists in this world. That I forgot I had."
In retrospect, he should have thought of this earlier.
"This is a unique artifact capable of counting time with precision unmatched by anything that exists in this world. That I forgot I had."
namesthesky
"I can tell you where to find someone who collects curiosities from magics. He pays more than my asking price for ones that are useless; one that's functional too you could get that and quite a bit of slush fund."
connecticut_yankee
"Even for useless things? That is excellent news. And much safer than the other option.
Keep in mind that a hundred and twenty five is the only number that means anything to me directly; can you guess at a ballpark number for the watch so I know if I'm being cheated?"
This would go much better with her doing the negotiating, but under the circumstances that's probably not an option.
Keep in mind that a hundred and twenty five is the only number that means anything to me directly; can you guess at a ballpark number for the watch so I know if I'm being cheated?"
This would go much better with her doing the negotiating, but under the circumstances that's probably not an option.
connecticut_yankee
He winds it a half turn. "It stops if you don't do this for too long, but it's easy to reset and I can show the buyer how."
connecticut_yankee
"Those are things that can happen? Good God, it's a clever invention not a demon. It's as well-behaved as any other device."
namesthesky
"You did walk out of a magic with inexplicable memories," Ayabel says. "And an unprecedented timekeeper. But if it hasn't screamed, squirted blood, or stopped working until you fed it a fried egg so far, that will probably be good enough for the collector and you can probably get at least five hundred, maybe twice that."
connecticut_yankee
"No pocket watch has ever done any of those things, and they've been around for hundreds of years. At any rate, where's this person I'm selling it to?"
namesthesky
"Look, whatever your memories tell you, you walked out of a magic with that thing and they haven't existed for hundreds of years here. Best just to say it's from the magic and is merely oddly well-behaved. You're looking for Chayer Terunone, and he lives twenty minutes' walk north of here in the gaudy green mansion, and you can probably have a two-hour hold on me with no collateral if you ask the proprietor nicely and don't say anything crazy."
connecticut_yankee
"I think I can refrain from informing the purveyor of human beings of much of anything. Including but not limited to exactly how terrible he is.
With any luck I'll be right back with money."
With any luck I'll be right back with money."
The proprietor grants the hold and says Ayabel will still be there in two hours.
When he has been walking for a bit less than twenty minutes (maybe Ayabel has a slow gait) he's almost to the city walls and he can see a gaudy mansion a couple of blocks to the left.
When he has been walking for a bit less than twenty minutes (maybe Ayabel has a slow gait) he's almost to the city walls and he can see a gaudy mansion a couple of blocks to the left.
connecticut_yankee
"I'm looking for a Mr. Terunone; I've been informed he buys things retrieved from magics?"
connecticut_yankee
"Yes, of course." Making the assumption that the word "short" doesn't mean something drastically different here, but it seems like a fair one.
She shows him inside, invites him to have a seat on any of several drastically mismatched and (in one case) purring chairs, and leaves him be for half an hour, after which time Mr. Terunone comes in. "I hear you have something for sale!"
connecticut_yankee
"I do. Hank Morgan, pleased to meet you.
I just came out of a magic, and was apparently very lucky if that chair is anything to go by, and heard that you offer a fair amount even for useless items sometimes.
I've got a wallet full of what I assume is meant to be money that's no good here, and these clothes if it's worth making another trip back here after buying some normal ones, but the main thing is this."
He shows the pocket watch. "No explosions or unexpected behavior of any kind. But it keeps track of what time of day it is, more precisely than any non-magical method. And it can show you which way is north, if you need that kind of thing." He launches into an explanation of how to use it for both.
I just came out of a magic, and was apparently very lucky if that chair is anything to go by, and heard that you offer a fair amount even for useless items sometimes.
I've got a wallet full of what I assume is meant to be money that's no good here, and these clothes if it's worth making another trip back here after buying some normal ones, but the main thing is this."
He shows the pocket watch. "No explosions or unexpected behavior of any kind. But it keeps track of what time of day it is, more precisely than any non-magical method. And it can show you which way is north, if you need that kind of thing." He launches into an explanation of how to use it for both.