Wish/Matthew/Daniel's House
The best option is, of course, the house of your best friend in the universe. Daniel is the one person you can always count on, no matter what you need. There is the issue that your friend Seth also lives with him . . . but that shouldn't be a problem.
"I'll take you to my friend Daniel's house," you say as you start the car. "I could use some sleep myself. I'm normally not up at this hour. I work on third shift, so I'm usually asleep from about noon until eight."
"Is your friend going to be . . . um . . . okay with me?"
"Daniel? He's going to love you . . . but I have dibs. No falling in love with my best friend, you hear Allorah?"
"I don't know," she says with a laugh, "if he's really handsome I might not be able to help myself. But really, how should I act?"
"Just be yourself," you say with a smile. "Daniel will like you just the way you are."
"I mean about our . . . relationship?"
"I don't hide anything from Daniel. He knows that I'm attracted to underaged girls. So does Seth, my other friend that lives there."
"Grrr," she growls in frustration, "I mean about me being a Jinni that has to serve your whim for five more wishes!"
"Oh sorry," you say. "Like I said just be yourself. I planned on telling Daniel the truth about you anyway."
"Aren't you afraid he'll try to take the ring from you?"
"Never. Daniel would never do anything like that."
"The promise of power can do strange things to people."
"Seth maybe, doubtful but maybe. Now Daniel . . . I could have the power of a god, and he wouldn't try to take it from me. He might joke about it though . . . so I guess prepare for that."
"If you say so master."
"I should let him know we're on the way," you say. "Hey Google, call Daniel Harrison."
"Calling Daniel Harrison, mobile," Google replies. The phone rings twice and he answers.
"Hey Matthew, how are you?"
"I'm fine. Look man, I'm going to have to take you up on that offer for just a bit. My place is completely gone."
"Hey, anything you need, it's yours."
"Thanks," you say, "I'm . . . umm . . . bringing someone with me."
"You aren't with Lindsey are you?" he asks, the muted dread obvious in his voice.
"No, I haven't spoken to her in nearly three years. You haven't met her . . . her name is Allorah."
"Wait, when did this happen? Have you been holding out on me? Spill."
"I just met her. The situation is . . . unique. I'll tell you about it when I get there."
"Just don't go getting yourself axe-murdered or black-widowed or whatever . . . at least not until you make out your will."
"Yeah, yeah," you say with a chuckle, "I'll get around to it. You can have the land, but the porn collection goes to Dave."
"Hey, I wanted the porn! Well, except for the pee stuff . . . that you can give to Dave."
"Anyway, I'll be there in a bit."
"Okay, see you soon," he says then hangs up.
"He does seem nice," says Allorah.
"I think you'll like him. I know he'll like you."
"I can't wait."
The drive isn't terribly long, and you soon find yourself backing into your best friend's driveway. You get out, and Allorah follows suit. You go to the back door, knock once to let him know you're coming in, then open the door. You motion for Allorah to enter the house, and follow behind her.
"Hello," you call, "does anyone live here?"
"Be right there," says Daniel from the next room. "Seth is up in his room playing Seven Days to Die. I was playing too then-" Daniel rounds the corner and sees Allorah, and stops in his tracks.
"Daniel, this is Allorah . . . my Jinni servant."
"Ummm . . . what? Okay, very funny; but really what?"
Of course it wouldn't be that easy. That just isn't something you believe without proof. You take your car's fob from your pocket, and throw it into the air. While it's in the air you pause the flow of time in a tight field around it. The fob floats nicely in mid-air.
"Holly fuck," says Daniel as he stares at the fob. "She's really a genie?" You let time flow around the fob again and catch it as it falls.
"Jinni," says Allorah, "and yep, that's me."
"And she has blue hair, and is dressed like Punky Brewster? Was she made for you or something."
"It kind of seems like it, I guess," you say nervously.
"If her hair were green, I'd say that she definitely was."
"Yeah, I've always liked the anime girls with green hair."
"Well it's nice to meet you, Allorah."
"It's nice to meet you too, Mister Daniel."
"Just Daniel, sweety . . . Mister Daniel is . . . well, I'm not sure . . . I'm going to say probably someone's pet turtle somewhere."
Allorah giggles lightly, falling back into her innocent little girl act, "You're funny."
"So Daniel, is there somewhere we can crash?" you ask. "I'm nearly falling down and Allorah hasn't slept in . . . " You look at Allorah expectantly.
"I'm not sure . . . at least a thousand years."
"Holly shit!" says Daniel. "You need to get to bed - stat! You can use the spare room. I'll let you guys figure out the sleeping arrangements. I was about to crash too. We can pick back up when we wake up later."
"Thanks man," you say.
"Sleep well, Allorah," says Daniel. "It was a pleasure to meet you."
"It was great meeting you too," she replies.
You take her to the spare room. You haven't been in there since it was your friend Adam's room before he died. There is a twin bed, a desk and chair, and an oversized beanbag chair for furniture. The pickings are kind of slim. Allorah gets the bed obviously . . . but where are you going to sleep?
Where are you going to sleep?
- Sleep in the bed with Allorah.
- Sleep on the beanbag chair.
- Give her the room and sleep on the living room sofa.
| Reflexes: | 5 | Strength: | 7 | Resilience: | 12 |
| Dexterity: | 5 | Speed: | 6 | Stamina: | 9 |
| Health: 84% | |||||
| Perception: | 10 | Knowledge: | 15 | Willpower: | 10 |
| Logic: | 11 | Wit: | 13 | Focus: | 11 |
| Intellect: 89% | |||||
| Empathy: | 5 | Presence: | 7 | Confidence: | 10 |
| Charisma: | 5 | Rapport: | 6 | Influence: | 8 |
| Sanity: 54% | |||||
- I wish to instantly and irrevocably gain the ability to perceive, understand, and manipulate the thoughts, emotions, memories, and skills of any being through an act of will on my part without detrimental effects to myself. (Due to wording he cannot use the power on himself.)
- I wish to instantly and irrevocably gain the ability to manipulate the temporal nature of all objects, organisms, and locations with absolute precision to the greatest extent that you are able to confer to me, by using an act of will on my part.