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<span class="mu-g">First thing’s first, you begin as you lean against a nearby golem frozen in place, her… organization–what do they DO anyways? You always thought fairies were, like, spunky little critters that restored your health and talked your ears off–why the shift?
“Many do.” The fairy replies with a knowing nod. “And that, kitten, suits us quite well, actually–folk tend to underestimate cute, kind, and bubbly things… I’m sure you’re well aware of that already.”
You respond with a confused blink. Yea, maybe, but that still doesn’t answer your question!
“It doesn’t, does it?” Shannon replies with mock disappointment. “Truth is, love, that little picture of us in your mind? It’ll have to remain unfinished.” Explains the fairy with a halfhearted shrug. “Trade secrets, mind.” Rising from her seat, Shannon takes a few slow steps towards you. “If we HAD to explain, however, you might liken us to a… CONCIERGE, of sorts.”
You frown. Like… like at a hotel?
“Spot on, love.” Replies the fairy with a proud smile. “Thanks to various… misconceptions,” She continues, “along with our wide reach, we pride ourselves on our ability to get whatever the clients want… for a nominal fee, mind.”
And uh, you interject, what exactly do these ‘clients’ want, usually?
“Depends.” Shannon shrugs before counting out a few on her fingers. “Some clients want information: which windows tend to be left unlocked, the hour the guards change, the passwords for a security system, to name a few examples. Then there’s MAGIC, of course… we take it your… partner… is enjoying his powers?”
You reluctantly nod–sometimes you forget Ly’s abilities were all thanks to these little tasks you performed… sometimes you forget a LOT of stuff, though…
What were you thinking about?
“And then we have the more, well, unsavory tasks…” The fairy concludes in a grim tone. “You understand, of course, that we can’t disclose THOSE details, yes?”
You respond with a frown–they can’t, or they won’t?
“Exactly. Suffice it to say, kitten, that our organization has its fingers in a great deal of ‘pies’... and business, as they say, is BOOMING.”
Returning to her seat on the console, Shannon concludes with a noncommittal flap of her gossamer wings. “And here you are standing on the precipice of being a part of it all, you lucky ducky.”
Yea, lucky you…
>CONTD.</span>
