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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.
Fairy Revan in the Wormverse
notinoz
notinoz
"Could he talk me into agreeing, to, say, rip my own head off, or is it purely the acts of violence that he himself does that are ignored?"
"No, but you will be very confused about the source of the harm. And typically he kills his target fairly quickly and leaves their colleagues to wonder what just happened."
notinoz
"My go-to method for hurting the Leviathan was to telekinetically throw myself at him as fast as I could to hit him, over and over," says Morgan, flatly. "If he only has human capabilities, he would be physically incapable of hurting me beyond a scratch. My concern is not that he could hurt me and I couldn't see it coming, it is that he could potentially warp my definition of what hurts me, or convince me to hurt myself."
He pauses to consider this. "Given what we have dealt with already with Strangers, it would not be too surprising if he could do either of those things and merely chose not to, but he never has."
He nods. "Screamer can control sound arbitrarily within her range, which is quite extensive. She can generate or negate any sounds at any given point, to the point that she can make you believe something she's saying is actually one of your thoughts. She also has quite impressive multitasking skill."
notinoz
Nod. Note to self: text based communication of some kind.
"If I were to have a perfectly soundproofed helmet, would she perceive all sounds that occur therein?"
"If I were to have a perfectly soundproofed helmet, would she perceive all sounds that occur therein?"
notinoz
Which completely dismisses all forms of talk-to-text communication, it has to be entirely silent.
Morgan nods.
Morgan nods.
"Miasma has the ability to become completely undetectable and release an odorless disabling gas that causes headaches, ringing in the ears, watery eyes, blindness, memory loss, and coma, in order depending on how long you're exposed to it."
"Miasma's gas will find its way through any aperture in any breathing equipment you use. Not breathing at all may work, though it hasn't been tried." For obvious reasons.
notinoz
Well if she doesn't need to say anything, not breathing doesn't add anything besides mild discomfort.
Another nod! Gosh, so much nodding.
Another nod! Gosh, so much nodding.
"The last one's Shatterbird. Silicokinesis, with increasing precision the closer her target is to herself. The Slaughterhouse Nine has taken to announcing their arrival by exploding everything made of glass in the city they're attacking. Furthermore, she uses glass embedded on her costume to fly, create decorative wings, conjure shields, and manufacture weapons."