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May and Isabella write Joel the white stag leader of the Christina Lake Regional Avalon. He is surprised. When he calms down, he has some suggested tweaks, which they make, and then they start envelope stuffing, a task accomplished substantially with magic.
They include, after some deliberation, a fundraising scheme: Isabella can heal people and they're planning to run around visiting lots of Avalons. If anyone would like them to visit their Avalon sooner rather than later, they can bid on the privilege, and while they're anywhere Isabella will heal needy parties. (They suspect, but have no affordances to test immediately, that May might be able to soak up some of the side effects of the healing, like an eaten spell. They mean to find this out as soon as possible.)
Before they mail out the final letters, it occurs to May to call her friends back in Toronto. She starts with Alli.
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maybeso
maybeso
"You just threatened to murder a dragon's girlfriend," rumbles May. "That was really dumb."
Crunch goes the box.
Crunch goes the box.
The priest looks at her like she has lost her mind (more than, in their opinion, she already has). "We don't kill demons. Angels kill demons. I'm warning you, not threatening you!"
maybeso
"My girlfriend isn't a demon. That she might be possessed, I haven't discounted. How do you tell? Be advised that if the answer is 'we don't, we kidnap people at random' I'm just gonna figure you're completely out of your minds and untie her regardless. You may make phone calls to smarter people if you need to, but if you try the cops be aware that they'll find me and her hysterical over you having abducted her and a missing person report filed hours ago."
Tail-lash.
Tail-lash.
Tiny scared priest is very happy to offer his phone to May. Indignant priest mostly looks glad this is going to be someone else's problem.
Well. There is a person on this phone who seems inclined to ramble at length about the history of magic, the church's investigations into souls, and the dangers of intersecting the two. Biblical quotes are used liberally. It probably applies to Isabella somehow.
maybeso
"AHEM!" May says to the phone. "You have four sentences to convince an angry dragon who holds your entire theology in contempt not to untie her kidnapped girlfriend."
After some panicked indignation on the other end- "Demons are real regardless of theology. She was created by magic and magic can't create souls. If she's ambulatory, she's a demon. We're exorcising the demon so an angel doesn't kill her instead."
maybeso
"Your theory involves a demon living a harmless suburban life for seventeen years. Yes or no question: does that sound consistent with your understanding of demons?"
"...no."
maybeso
"Thank you. Now don't send your goons to kidnap any more harmless teenagers."
She drops the phone without waiting for an answer and regains the use of her hands and unties Isabella.
She drops the phone without waiting for an answer and regains the use of her hands and unties Isabella.
She seems to be distracted. The priests are going to flee now.
They are not fast enough or nimble enough to successfully get around her tail before she's gotten Isabella free.
maybeso
"Hey Isabella," says May, jostling her girlfriend awake. "Isabella. What do you want to do with these creeps?"
maybeso
"Hey you. Came to rescue you. Got you a couple of lousy priesty types. You are judge and jury. I'm executioner. What've we got?"
This is outside their area of expertise. The shorter one mumbles prayers under his breath while the taller one retrieves the phone and has a brief discussion in Latin. Then he crosses himself and bows his head. "We apologize," he says roughly. "They say they were likely mistaken."
shesepankh
Isabella rubs her wrists. "Are you going to kidnap more people on suspect information from idiot superiors?"
The less hysterical priest looks rather annoyed by this description of his job, but he shakes his head and mutters something unflattering about his superiors in Italian. The other priest is still murmuring prayers, but manages a matching head shake.
shesepankh
"Yeah, all right, I will not sic my firebreathing girlfriend on you. Go home and think very seriously about your church hierarchy."
And so ensues Fleeing 2: The Flee-ening.
shesepankh
And May and Isabella go home the long way because May doesn't want to risk her teleportation spell with anyone else along for the ride.
Isabella lets them into the Sun household.
Isabella lets them into the Sun household.