Self-Summon [Demon Summoning/Evolution litRPG] Chapter 59: [1.59] At a Crossroads (Part 5)

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“Now arriving at your destination.” [Multi-Bounce Lv.7] [Competence, Creativity heftily increased] [Balletic Attunement heftily increased] [Balletic Attunement has improved from Touched to Embraced] [Summoner Rank: Initiate Lv.15] At the crack of dawn, the hospital finally loomed in the distance. Gelic touched down in a nearby alley with a wet thud, having relied on an Order to endure the last stretch. The storm had ended sometime ago, and some air-drying had removed the excess, but all of her hair was still sopping wet. Weathering Resistance appeared to have helped keep her in decent shape overall, and from catching some cold from being out in that nastiness, but it still sucked. Before she could head into the facility, she needed to get herself composed first, and headed into a nearby fast-food restaurant bathroom. What went in was a soggy puffball that looked like it crawled out of her own tub drain. What came out was a diligent paramedic wearing her Crossroads Medical Transport uniform with a box of heart in hand. “Great, we’ve been expecting you!” The receptionist welcomed the paramedic with eager eyes, quickly making a phone call as the girl approached. It would seem Grahj’s friend had come through with the fake paperwork, and his wife had managed to set up the surgery, since a nurse came and ran off with it immediately. A minute later, Angelica was left alone with the receptionist who had her sign some paperwork. From all the vain practice she’d done of preparing an autograph, she almost scribed her own name, but managed to switch it up at the last second, scrawling some unreadable scratch. [Order complete] [Fraud Attunement notably increased] Ah was that due to her forging her identity? Yes, that felt appropriate. Both as a paramedic for the deceptive delivery and as the kid to get onto the plane. It was nice to see progress outside of just a Skill level. So the paramedic left out the main door, and then turned around and walked right back in before the automatic doors closed, this time as an invisible Imp. Angelica wanted nothing more than to go back home and crash, but there was still one more business matter at hand. She still had to get paid. First and foremost, Gelic waddled her way to the cafeteria and snuck a tray away from a cart that was being loaded. She dabbed a finger into each component, sprinkling a little toxic, and about damn near moaned with relief when Poison Eater began to replenish her Health. It had gotten pretty low from the many many collisions and her just sheer exhaustion, down to the thirties. Now she felt a lot better, but still needed some rest. So she traipsed around the hospital, looking for an open bed. And she just so happened to walk past the room of a young boy who was being prepped for surgery. The kid was still unconscious, and the mother was staring desperately from a corner as her son was being manhandled like a ragdoll. She’d get over it, as long as it meant she got her baby back. Good for them, though. Hopefully there were no further complications, and this would all have a happy ending. Angelica eventually found her way to a storeroom that had a bunch of mattresses piled up, and that was good enough for her. As she drifted off to sleep, Angelica wondered if her Summoner would even make it anytime soon. Grahj had done some crazy scuff on the plane, so she wouldn’t be surprised if he ended up in custody for a bit while thoroughly questioned. But through their connection, she could tell he was at least headed in her direction. Would still probably be a bit, so it was time for some shut eye. ◆◆◆ “Gelic.” The Imp found herself nudged awake. Grahj loomed over her, a smirk on his face like he’d just found his kid doing something silly. Before she could even rub the sleep out of her eyes, she found herself up and hoisted into a full-body hug. “Mmf, I take it things went well then,” she yawned after she was put back down. “Yes, the surgery was a success!” the father reported, beaming fro