[Huvrye is pretty quick on the uptake when he needs to be. Plus, as long as this guy isn't going to strand Huvrye or dig around in his head, he's not really worried about it.]
What's in Arizona? Aside from a canyon, I guess.
And it'll take me a bit, but I'll be there.
[He can either fly all the way to Arizona, or he can hit up Guild resources and see if they can teleport him there. Teleportation's less of an aura burn, at least.]
["Soon" winds up being the better part of an hour. It turns out there is Guild-sponsored teleportation to Arizona - someplace called Phoenix. He'd inquired about the name, been very quickly delighted at the prospect of a bird made of fire and just as quickly disappointed to find out it didn't actually exist, and then arrived. From there, it was just a matter of flying to the provided coordinates - in a canyon, in a desert. He's definitely taking time for sightseeing once he gets Mark back to town, because this place is beautiful.]
[He passes a few people on the way there - a few false starts, as they all seem to be prepared for the wilderness and aren't near the coordinates provided - and finally finds one who looks completely lost. He lands in front of him - far enough away not to startle him too badly, but close enough to talk.]
[He's 6'8" and a lot of people seem to think that he should be six inches. This world has very weird preconceptions of fairies.]
I wouldn't have come all the way out here if I wasn't going to follow through. And I hope you're okay with being carried, because I'm not about to piggyback you.
[Probably a bad idea to let Mark sit where the wings are, which is why it's not happening.]
Yeah, that will work. I just... Getting me to a main city would be fine. I can get a flight back or something. I've been around too long to have the whole teleportation token.
[Oh man, this is awkward. He's not used to this sort of treatment. Well, no, he's just not used to it recently. He gestures toward his abandoned things.]
Can I get those in my arms? I don't want to lose my winter gear.
Unless there's another city closer by. I just don't want to try teleporting in the middle of nowhere.
[He's never used the Guild teleporter he's been lent before - another Guild member had given him a ridealong to Phoenix with their teleporter, along with a refresher on the basics - so the last thing he wants to be is incapacitated in the middle of nowhere if something goes wrong.]
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[Huh, well that was a whole thing wasn't it? He had to take the 'ride' from the guy that was not experienced. Damn, he really should have said yes to Speed, but those chases of explosions...]
I'm an unaffiliated starfallen meta. Means I had a few months on the guild dime. I know how to use these things, and I know what most of the core guild cities look like. Not Little Love. Where were you staying?
[Like he would bother to strand someone here in place of him. That would be the worst thing he could do. Before he does that, though, he starts to dress in his warm clothes again.]
[He'll wait while Mark gets his winter gear back on, folding his wings and taking a long look at the scenery. He can understand not wanting to be stuck here against your will, but this place really is beautiful.]
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[Because so far as he can tell, I can't take powers here like he did with Damien and some Level Fivers back home.]
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[Relief hits quickly, fades just as fast, and then understanding kicks in.]
Oh, that's how you wound up in Arizona, isn't it. Weird powers blowback.
[No further questions, your honor - if it's not about to backfire on him, then he's not about to dig.]
Okay, yeah, I can come get you. What are your coordinates?
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You're not wrong. I don't know why Arizona in particular though. I'll send you coordinates though.
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What's in Arizona? Aside from a canyon, I guess.
And it'll take me a bit, but I'll be there.
[He can either fly all the way to Arizona, or he can hit up Guild resources and see if they can teleport him there. Teleportation's less of an aura burn, at least.]
indeed
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[He hadn't really gotten an opportunity to sightsee, ever, so taking a look around sounds like fun - when he's not on a rescue mission, at least.]
I'm on my way.
[Hang on-]
Wait, what's your name?
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[And there is the noise of clothing ruffling. He absolutely has to shed this winter gear.]
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["Soon" winds up being the better part of an hour. It turns out there is Guild-sponsored teleportation to Arizona - someplace called Phoenix. He'd inquired about the name, been very quickly delighted at the prospect of a bird made of fire and just as quickly disappointed to find out it didn't actually exist, and then arrived. From there, it was just a matter of flying to the provided coordinates - in a canyon, in a desert. He's definitely taking time for sightseeing once he gets Mark back to town, because this place is beautiful.]
[He passes a few people on the way there - a few false starts, as they all seem to be prepared for the wilderness and aren't near the coordinates provided - and finally finds one who looks completely lost. He lands in front of him - far enough away not to startle him too badly, but close enough to talk.]
Mark, right?
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Guilty.
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Great - I'm Huvrye.
[A beat.]
But you probably already knew that.
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Yeah, you mentioned something about that. So, uh, still hopeful you're confident in all of this?
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I wouldn't have come all the way out here if I wasn't going to follow through. And I hope you're okay with being carried, because I'm not about to piggyback you.
[Probably a bad idea to let Mark sit where the wings are, which is why it's not happening.]
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[So he'll live with a plane.]
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[And with that, he moves in to pick Mark up. Bridal carry is easiest, so he goes with that.]
I'm still new enough that the guilds are taking care of me. I'll just bring you with me.
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Can I get those in my arms? I don't want to lose my winter gear.
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Grab your stuff and let me know when you're ready.
[Probably should have led with that, but he's not used to being a taxi, so here they are.]
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So, uh, where are we going?
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[Says the guy who flew here at speed.]
[A beat.]
Unless there's another city closer by. I just don't want to try teleporting in the middle of nowhere.
[He's never used the Guild teleporter he's been lent before - another Guild member had given him a ridealong to Phoenix with their teleporter, along with a refresher on the basics - so the last thing he wants to be is incapacitated in the middle of nowhere if something goes wrong.]
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Do you trust me?
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[That is a very broad question from a guy who was pretty set on keeping his secrets an hour ago.]
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[Turns out context is important! He pulls the teleporter out of his pocket and offers it to Mark.]
Take us back to wherever you're staying. As long as it's on the continent, I can take care of myself from there.
[And if Mark bails without him, he can at least fly back to Phoenix. He doesn't think that'll happen, but it's still a possibility.]
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[Like he would bother to strand someone here in place of him. That would be the worst thing he could do. Before he does that, though, he starts to dress in his warm clothes again.]
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[He'll wait while Mark gets his winter gear back on, folding his wings and taking a long look at the scenery. He can understand not wanting to be stuck here against your will, but this place really is beautiful.]
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[He looks to the guy and offers a bit of a smile.]
Thanks. For coming out to save a stranger.
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