Come on wuss it's just a door

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Avetlarinyarenesaar... Is currently trying to force herself to walk another few steps. She hasn't managed it, yet. Her reason for stopping was perfectly ordinary - check the address, make sure it was correct, be sure she was in the right place. She'd been quite sure, but there wasn't any downside to double checking, so she double checked. And triple checked. She stopped herself from quadruple checking, but she wanted to anyway. To - be sure that she was right. Yes. Not because she was procrastinating, or nervous, or thinking what am I going to say? She wanted to be sure that she was right.

Well. She's right. She checked three times, there's no doubt to it.

"Look," she mutters to herself, "I get it, it's scary, but deal. You are not allowed to - to -" To what? Go home? Maybe try to work up the courage later? Maybe try and avoid the shren house like so many other dragons?

It was a door. It's idiotic to be afraid of a door. Sure, there were shrens on the other side of it, but there could conceivably be shrens on the other side of lots of doors, some of them were in hiding, hair dye existed. Subtle colors existed. She could have been near shrens any number of times.

That - did not actually make her fear go away. Instead it makes her want to curl up in her little apartment and not go outside again.

Great. Okay. Stop that train of thought, it's not useful. If she stands here any longer, people are going to stare. (Is that person over there staring? Probably. Damn.) Just - door. Go. Walk.

She forces herself to walk to the door, somewhat stiffly. And then she is at the door. ... Does she knock? Does she just open it and go in? She has no idea. It's customary to knock, so... She takes a deep breath and does so. Resisting the urge to flee and teleport away (or scamper into the bushes) isn't easy, but she manages it.

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Avet doesn't have anything in particular to say. Nothing has gone horribly wrong. Nothing at all. It's. Working.

She. She just made a shren fly.

Holy shit.

"We. Still don't know if it fixes esu," she squeaks, wide eyed but trying to maintain some hint of professionalism. "Or if the spell can be ended safely. Ready, or do you - want more time...?"

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"Come down," says Jensal. Tziret lands. "The babies, Avet. Take the spell off him."

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"Right, yes, sorry," she agrees, blinking. Off goes the spell.

... Nothing horrible happens there, either.

Avet grins. "To the house?"

She holds out her hand for teleportation.

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Shrens again touch her hand.

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And then they are in the house.

Avet motions to Jensal to lead on. She doesn't know the house. She could conceivably follow the screaming, but she's worried it'll get her lost.

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Jensal leads her to the babies room. It is indeed in the direction of the screaming. Jensal presents her with a gold baby.

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Analysis, in case something goes horribly wrong, and then spell.

And then she nods to Jensal.

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Jensal tells the baby to fly.

And she does.

Jensal then gets a ruby baby to go next. (The remaining babies are all suddenly very excited.)

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Avet can't blame them. She grins. She grins and she casts some spells.

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When the last baby has flown for a moment: "I'll call Ehail," says Jensal.

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"Whisper spell's faster," says Avet, and she casts one, and she says to Ehail, "It works, esu's fixed, we're in the room with the babies -"

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Ehail teleports to Jensal's office and then hurries out to the babies' room and offers Avet her hand.

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Avet takes it.

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And Ehail teleports them and they are in a different room of screaming babies, minded by a jade man who blinks at them. Ehail finds the largest baby and gives her to Avet.

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Avet casts the spell, and then says, "C'mon, fly -"

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And thus did all of the babies at this house fly.

"I can't teleport to the other two," says Ehail.

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"I've been to Gibryel," she says, "I can fly to Tenebirokalamikikek from there, are you willing to grab a teleportation circle to Corenta and grab it yourself? Faster that way, though I might be able to find a wizard that can teleport me to both countries -"

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"Yes. Just write the spell down for me. Is it intentionally complex...?"

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"No, it's not -" She retrieves paper and a writing utensil, and writes down the spell, and hands it to Ehail. "Would have mailed it, kind of was in a rush. Questions before I teleport and start flying, or...?"

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"No. Go."

Ehail teleports away.

The jade guy, festooned with baby shrens, blinks at Avet.

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She waves, and then she goes.

She flies dragon most of the way, it's faster. But she doesn't stay dragon. That would be a great way to lose her ability to fly in natural form entirely. She walked to get to the Esmaar house, the first time, but now's really not the time for that. Time to stop sitting on that one single chosen form. And it's not like she hadn't thought about what her non-dragon flight form would be. Just - waffling a little. In case of an emergency.

Gyrfalcon, she thinks, and she is a pale while bird with coppery markings that doesn't stop flying after she shifts.

She's at the shren house in Tenebirokalamikikek soon enough. She lands and shifts human, and tries to figure out how to get in.

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The iceberg has an entrance, but it's filled with water.

Someone swims up in merfolk form presently. "Jensal called. Are you Avet?"

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"Yes. The babies, please...?"

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"Do you have a merfolk form? I have to call the council to bring them up, but there's a small pocket of air in the iceberg with enough space for a baby to fly a little..."

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She considers, very briefly, if using a form up for a merfolk form is worth it to get to the babies sooner. Merfolk is a pretty good choice for an aquatic form. And she'll be back later for the babies. And does she really want to make children wait in agony because she didn't want to use another form? And then she is not considering anymore, because she has stepped forward so her ankles are in the (freezing) water, and she is then a merfolk.

"Do now," she says, lightly. "Lead on?"