Apr 22 06:53:01 106 PA
From Chronicles
Kingsdale - Kingsdale City Museum (Garden)
Located to the east of the Library is an open garden that extends from the floor, up five stories to the skylight ceiling. The garden is forty feet across with a large, polished marble staircase circling the garden extending up to each floor. The staircase has dark, highly polished mahogany railings on both sides of the ten foot wide staircase. In the center of the garden is a fountain about ten feet across. The fountain depicts ten individuals of varying race and sex who supposedly founded the Kingsdale Library. A book placed on a pedestal is located in the center of the ten statues and spews forth water that flows past the statues feet and into the fountain pool. Marble benches circle the fountain and seem more decorative than functional. Marble paths circle the fountain and garden joining to many pleasant areas to think and enjoy the tranquility of the garden. Flowers seem in constant bloom and the hedges of the garden are said to be the healthiest and most beautiful in Kingsdale. The most striking thing about the central garden is that it is a hanging garden. Plants, flowers, and ferns line the walls extending from floor to ceiling on tiers. During the day sunlight enters the central garden filling the area with light that almost has a magical effect especially at noon when the sun is at its highest.
Its very early on a spring morning. Although the temperature is now firmly above freezing the sky still falls outside. So it is not too surprising to find a few wayward souls about the Library. Stepping in to its welcoming shelters. Tirzah is one such wanderer, for now. Though she pays little attention to the books this time around. Instead she makes her way straight to the gardens. Striding with intent, while cautiously glancing about with slight apprehension.
Settled within her alcove, Sage is having a little breakfast as her gaze moves about the upper areas of the garden as if plotting out her day. She doesn't seem to pay too much attention to the main floor since it is early yet for people to be wandering about in the garden.
Tirzah beelines to Sage`s alcove, expecting her to be there, enjoying her leisure in the early hour. Her gown pressed and gleaming, Tirzah looks one hundred percent, her hair, imitating her fiery aura and her demeanor showing the strict pressures of her own standards. "Sage?" She enquires softly at her friends retreat. Remembering Sage's desire to speak to her more, but both busy in personal pursuits, the opportunities grow rare.
Kid comes into the garden steadily, a mild sense of determination in the lines of her expression and the steadiness of her stride. In her arms is a small tent, still bundled into it's bag. The thing looks like it's just come off the shelf, something that could be confirmed by the lingering presence of a price tag dangling off one of the drawstrings. As has been usual for her, she's in a state of mild distraction, only half focused on the here and now. But she has enough awareness of her surroundings to find what she's looking for. One of the first spots of green that she comes across, which is where she'll pause for a few moments, as if considering just what to do.
The soft question seems enough to rouse Sage from her musings as she reaches over to brush the plants away from obscuring her view of the other woman, "Hm?" She asks, looking over Tirzah for a moment. "Oh... Hey, Tirzah." She says softly, "What brings you here this early?" She asks, raising a brow softly.
Tirzah shrugs, more apprehension showing as she considers her intention. "Well.." She hesitates, but then grins slyly. "I remembered you wanted to talk. And you're usually here early so I adjusted my schedule a bit. So we can talk, but if you don't mind, there is also another task..." She trails off, the apprehension returning.
After that brief pause, Kid looks down to the tent a moment before she slips to her knees and lays it down, open end up. Only takes her a few moments to find the folded up instructions for setting the thing up. "Make sure everything is in the bag.." Mumbled lowly to herself as she reads off the first step as shown, eyeballing the list of bits. She lays the paper down then and starts to pull out things. Collapsable poles, small, light ceramic stakes and the canvas of the tent itself. Already she has a dubious expression on her face as she sorts through the parts of the tent slowly. She's near enough that she might start hearing things if she were paying attention. Special ear and all. But for now she's absorbed in this new thing.
Setting aside her container of food, Sage takes a healthy sip from her drink before setting that aside. She rises out of her alcove as the other woman speaks of a couple possibilities. She considers the other woman with a slightly tilted head. A hand raising to tangle absently with a lock of hair. A soft smile comes, "Well, it may take a moment for my distracted mind to recall what I wished to speak to you about... but, what is this other task?" She asks with a raised brow, a mild frown forming as the woman seem apprenhensive.
Tirzah glances about the garden again, noticing Kid, but not looking too concerned. "Well, as I came here first thing, I havent done my summoning yet." She says trying to be plain, but her apprehension still shows through. Underlining the possibility that she has become very comfortable with her routine and or has not summoned outside of the security of her apartment to date.
Kid pauses her part counting to consider one of the poles. Three parts, all linked by some internal stretchy material. She has to eyeball it a few moments before she sees how the wider ends fit to the shorter ends, a brief light of understanding coming to her eyes. "Right.." She lays that aside, fixing up the other two. Then a pause and a low sigh as she eyes the laid out components, comparing them with the list on the instructions, which she's picked back up. "Guess everything is here.." Only mildly uncertain as she flips to the next page, studying the diagrams carefully.
For the time being, Sage keeps her attention on the redhead as she walks up to the woman. When she gets within an arms length, she reaches out to clasp the woman's cheek while slipping the thumb under the woman's chin so that she can hold the other woman's gaze. The touch is gently overall "I see..." She says, before she reaches out to touch the other's mind. << Show me what's involved. >> Her mental voice holding both firmless and a friendliness to it. "And, you would like to do it here?" She asks, for confirmation.
In Tirzah's mind her thoughts coalesce, gathering around her memories of a regular summoning. The still peaceful meditation as the link is formed, often taking hours before it stabilizes. The mild release of power in forming the link, a small vortex of fire or air. The glimpse shows her room, its dark tiled floors, bronze sconces, and pyre in the center, the usual stage. "Well unless you have another place in mind. This should be find for an air elemental. A slight breeze wont bother much." She explains, unsure on policy but confident about herself.
Kid glances about at the items that are laid out before she lays the instructions aside. She pulls the fabric of the tent to the fore, moving other items to the side as she fully unfolds it and flips it a few times before laying it down again to be smoothed out. The process is a bit noisy, but not overly so and soon she's starting to pick up the poles, considering them along with the spread out tent itself. it'll be about then that she hears Sage's last question, enough so to glance a bit towards the sound, though not yet processing the voice.
It takes a long moment before Sage decides to moving her hand away, offering a faint carress of the cheek as she pulls her hand back. She purses her lips, considering everything she has seen. Then, she takes a moment to glance around the garden to check on the level of activity. Noticing the attendance is still minimal at best, she looks back to Tirzah. "Since, there is hardly anyone here... it seems like it would be okay, but..." She lets a brief pause come, but not long enough to really interject much within it. "...I would like ask a favour of you for letting you do it here." A soft smile comes to play on her lips, "Unless it turns out to be less harmless than you make it seem."
Tirzah raises and eyebrow at the mention of the request. Her curiosity perks as her friend's hand withdraws. "Less harmless?" She asks, a little perplexed at how anyone might notice the ritual at all if it had less of an impact. She looks for the mischief in her friends expressions, lacking the mental probes Sage is versed in.
Kid gets right down to it, flipping open the flap of the laid out tent to get in underneath it, taking the first pole with her. As is common for all first timers, the first few moments are a lesson in pure annoyance. trying to manage both ends of the pole whilst getting one, then the other into the right places to secure it. Thus it won't be long before the first low curse emerges from within, even as the outline of her fumbles are only faintly outlined by the tent material draped over her front half.
"I would not want to be picking up my garden for the next week if something were to go wrong..." Sage explains, "Although, I suppose that could be the favour if such were to happen." She says this last part with a bit of humour. She considers the redhead for a moment, "Is there a specific kind of place you would need?" She asks, before glancing back towards where she had spotted someone earlier. The construction of the tent drawing her attention now. "Only practicing, I hope?" She asks, keeping her tone light.
Tirzah shakes her head with a slight giggle. "Oh not at all. That kind of havoc would have to be quite.. deliberate. The elemental is certainly capable of that... But it would have to care. Elementals don't care, they are indifferent. All actions on this plain are mortal, and thus usually of no consequence to them. So unless I as its link to this plain tell it to care, it doesn't." Tirzah explains patiently, putting the view of elementals in simple terms.
"Huh?" Kid's first response, wrapped up in her annoyance as she pulls back out of the tent with only a minor struggle. For now leaving the first tent pole inside. The odd angle of it's protrusion beneath hints that it's not in the right place at the moment to those with more experience with such things. She glances towards the sound of the voice, finally seeing Tir and Sage. The question posed her finally filtering in. At her heightened state of annoyance, she's not so controlled as she was before. "Yeah, obviously." Letting some of that annoyance bleed over into her voice. Her eyes flit to Tirzah as she speaks, now actually listening for a moment. Though what she hears now only seems to add a light confusion.
"I wasn't sure if they would be delibrate or not." Sage says simply as she looks back to Tirzah, "A favour is all I shall ask... a small one more than likely." She raises a brow as if to ask the unspoken question, then she turns towards the woman setting up the tent. She nods to Kid's words, seeming to ignore the tone of the response. "Very well... but, there will be something unusual happening soon enough... I am not sure if it would make you uncomfortable or not." She looks around the rest of the garden, "If anyone else finds themselve uncomfortable, be assured it will not last too long and you may wait in the library proper for it to end. No harm will come, though."
Tirzah nods without hesitation. "Of course, what is the favor?" She asks, wondering what else her friend could want out of this. She also briefly wonders about observer's trust in her abilities. No she knows the regular observer has no trust in her sort at all. But her friends ought to be more accustomed, no? No, none of them have seen her summon before. She did summon a fire elemental during her watch after the undead attack. But Sebastien had no qualms. So perhaps the waryness is reasonable, she laments in her head. Kid frowns faintly when the nature of the talk is made a bit clearer to her. It's obvious enough from the expression that a display of power isn't looked upon favorably., but after a moment she shrugs her shoulders faintly and says, "Just don't do.. whatever near me," she says in general. Her eyes flit towards the next of the collapsable poles, snatching it up before she half disappears into the tent again. Rustling of artificial material coming again as she starts trying to get two poles in place.
Once satisfied that she's given everyone in the area sufficient warning that something unusual will happen, Sage awaits their reactions. Once it seems the decisions are being made, Sage turns to look back at her redheaded friend. A thoughtfulness comes over her, "Well... I was thinking of waiting to name it later, but..." She pauses, seemingly hesitant to ask. << Are you any good at massages? >> She asks, reluctance and slight embarrassment in her mental tone. She drops her eyes away, unsure of how the other would react to her request.
"Massages?" Tirzah enquires, the favor completely unexpected. As so she has no chance to regulate her thoughts, immediately she vividly recalls the soothing oiled massage she enjoyed with Sebastien before.. She catches her thoughts, dissolving that into fiery chaos. Whish isn't much of a stretch as she feels slightly warm and blushes. She takes a moment to settle herself and then draw's Sage's gaze to hers with her finger lifting her chin. "That's certainly something we can 'explore later." She says, toying with the innuendo mischievously.
Whether or not Kid even hears the slip is unknown, but she doesn't seem about to draw from her activity for the moment. Though it doesn't go so well for now. The middle pokes up and out as she tries to set the poles properly, but it never seems to take and another low, clearly annoyed curse will rise up from within. But she seems intent on doing this, not daunted by the roadblock of the, for her, difficult learning curve.
Her mental connection still active with the other woman, Sage gets the impressions from the oiled massage too. Her own cheeks start to turn red before she realizes that these aren't her own thoughts or feelings and the blush is cast aside easily with other thoughts that spring forth. When her gaze is lifted to meet Tirzah's, there's a confused frown on her features. It takes a moment, but she lifts her hand to gently nudge the hand away from her chin as she seems capable of keeping her gaze from falling. When her mind stops racing with possibilities that are either discarded or accepted, she gives a soft chuckle. "Nice ruse..." She says softly, with a complimentary tone. She takes a breath to settle herself, "You're right, it was wrong to ask... even if it might just be a shoulder rub." She pauses, "Perhaps I should just ask for you to look after the garden if I know I'll be away for a little bit."
Tirzah shares the frown momentarily, slightly disappointed. "Not so much a ruse really, more of an invitation. But a shoulder rub is fine too. I should be able to mix up an appropriate salve for the task. Something that you wont find elsewhere.." She trails off, her tone still mischievous and inviting, but not scandalous.
Kid pulls back after a few moments, cursing again under her breath. Once she's extracted herself, she glares at the misshapen tent as if it's done something to offend her. Snatching up the instructions, she starts to go over them intently, eyes flicking from them, to the tent and back. Her eyes do, however, flit towards the other two for a moment, betraying her lack of focus on the task at hand.
A brow raises when the other woman claims that it isn't a ruse that is being presented, Sage's gaze drifts over the other woman's features. "Then, I am not sure what you are offering..." She comments softly, "But, you have something else to show me." She chooses to defer this conversation and glances towards Kid where the tent project continues. "Perhaps I can show you how to set it up once?" She offers, taking a couple steps in the tent's direction. "Unless you're firmly set on setting up without any help..."
Tirzah nods, accepting the deference in light of present company. She smiles curtly and moves to a clear patch a few meters from Kid's attempts. There she gets comfortable and relaxes, letting the pressures build and release inside her lungs.
Kid glances towards Sage at the offer given. "You're busy," she replies straight off. Taking the side option that evades both sides, or so she might think. She snags the third and fourth poles, getting them together firmly after tossing the instructions aside again. "Need to make these stupid things.. automatic. Or something," she mutters while amid this.
Since the redhead doesn't push the conversation, Sage doesn't really make any further comments towards it. She glances back to Tirzah before looking to Kid, giving the claim that she's busy a shrug. "I doubt what she'll show me will happen within a blink of an eye." She dismisses, taking another couple steps closer. "But, perhaps I can just steer you back on course... that way you'll learn from knowing the slight faults came from." She raises a brow, before giving an amused smile and a gentle shake of her head as the young woman presses on.
Finding her center is easy enough for Tirzah. The elemental link imbued upon her conception known since she was quite young. The process of tracing that link, following it back to the elemental plane and the beings that created it, that is newer. Communicating on that plane is newer still. The final step, inviting a being to come back along the link, it is the precipice of the Warlock following. For years she has practiced that task. Coming to accept the time and discipline it requires.
Kid glances towards Tirzah briefly, as if checking on her to make sure she hasn't done anything.. questionable yet. But as things seem relatively normal, she doesn't linger. Afterward, she eyes Sage, still clutching the two poles. She breathes out a low, frustrated sigh. "Fine.." She lays down the poles and eyes the misshapen tent crossly. She might not like it, but she'll accept the help Sage offers. This time.
Still keeping her psychic senses directed towards Tirzah, Sage nods to Kid as she walks over to the tent. She'll position herself so that she can glance over towards Tirzah to check on the woman's progress. Once she settles down, she eyes the tent's current setup. "Alright..." She says softly, as she begins to explain softly the minor faults and shows Kid had to make the adjusts. "It'll also hold its shape better when the pegs are used..." She adds as they go along.
Tirzah lets her consciousness disconnect from reality. Her eyes close she invites the static inside the darkness, letting it envelope her sight. Gradually she starts to find it in her other senses. Touch, smell, taste. Hearing takes longer, she can hear the others, the sound cutting the air crisply as her remaining sense struggles to justify its awareness.
Kid eases back a little when Sage nears. Perhaps to give her more room. And though she remains somewhat firm in expression, she listens. Paying attention is something she does well, once she has a focus and she digests the clues given without interrupting. "Right, the pegs.." She glances towards said long, ceramic dirt piercers, laid out nearby. She shakes her head slightly and leans into the misshapen tent, muttering, "Why do they need to make these so manual?" She'll still be listening for more, though she's eager enough to get this mess done, starting to shift the poles around inside.
Since the young woman seems to allow her to help and doesn't interrupt, Sage seems content to focus on the willingness to accept help rather than the other signs the woman shows. "Well, the advantage to this style of tent is that it can collapse into a compact easy to carry anywhere..." She explains, "Once you get used to setting it up, it'll become fairly easy." She shrugs faintly, "I suppose there may be some tents that are easier to set-up... but they're probably not as easy to carry around." She looks to Tirzah periodically, waiting for a sign that the visible act will begin. "Basically, as long as the rods are straightened out before they're used... its generally easier to set them up since they're rather flexible to create the arches for the sleeping space." She'll continue to help Kid with the tent setup for the time being.
Gradually the voices become disconnected and distant as Tirzah completes the synchronization of her consciousness and the link. Her hairs stand on end, though she does not feel them. Nor the soft swirl of air, energy flowing through the link and her, without resistance.
"I think I'm just gunna try and learn to drive a truck.. then I can just drive if I ever have to go out there again.. get something big like Cali has.. once I actually have some goddamn money." Yeah, Kid's still a bit peeved at the thing, even as it starts to take shape. Angry talk is big talk, though even here she tempers it with a dose of fiscal reality. Towards the end she actually crawls into the tent to finish with the interior preparations, not too mindful of her boots, though their smooth soles don't do much harm.
Once the tent has taken shape and Kid has moved into the tent to begin making the final preparations, Sage takes the moment when it seems her aid isn't needed to look over towards Tirzah. "Yeah... I could use a little more money to do everything I want too." She comments softly, shifting her position into a comfortable sitting one where she has an unobstructed view of Tirzah. There have been some interesting impressions coming from the redhead. "And, you may want to practice taking it down as well as putting it up." She adds after a moment to Kid.
Drifting down the link Tirzah slowly composes her invitation to those that have empowered her. A casual offer to observe her plane and the one they chose to imbue. To aid her in what is to them the simplest of tasks, with little risk or commitment. But in the composition her consciousness catches an eddy in the flow of the link pushing her back as it unsettles her hair slightly.
Kid snorts faintly as she slowly finishes with the interior. "I know how I'd like to take it down.." Murmured in that casual dark sort of tone that rarely means anything kind. BUt in the end, a minute or two later, the tent is finished. From the inside, anyway. Kid scoots back out of it carefully, then rolls back to sit on her heels, eyeing it. "I guess it looks ok now," she adds, considering the construct.
A faint chuckle comes from Sage as the young woman makes the dark comment, "Well... just remember... lay the tent out flat with the bottom along the ground, feed the rods through the loops, then secure the edges with the pegs and it'll be easier enough to get it to take a proper shape..." She glances to the tent, "And, it looks good enough to sleep in for a first try." She says softly, "I know you like to figure things out on your own, so I'll leave you to it unless you want or need me to show you more." She says, glancing back to Tirzah.
Quite accustomed to such snags Tirzah doesn't so much as flinch at the first setback. There would be a fair number more in the next few hours as her mind ventures down the link to the elemental plane, invitation extended.
"I'm good," Kid replies simply, eyeing the pegs for a few moments. Ultimately she decides to not poke holes in the garden's ground. But she does toy with the anchoring straps for a few minutes, familiarizing herself with them before she starts to take the thing down. This doesn't take as long, though she does it in a methodical manner, as if to remember how she got to this point in the first place. Once she's managed to extract all the components, she goes about the laborious process of folding it all back together. Which gets all the more a set of dirty looks from her, packing the fabric and components back into the just big enough bag. "Goddamn pain in the ass.." Muttered lowly once she manages to squeeze it all back in.
When the impressions from the redhead seem to fade away and the other young woman claims to be good with the tent, Sage decides to move on to tent to different parts of the garden to tend to the plants within it. "You'll like it on windy or rainy evenings." She mentions to Kid before she gets too far away for easy conversation. She'll let new arrivals know of the special activity going on and give them options of hanging around, going back into the library, or going to higher levels in the garden depending on their level of comfort.
For a time her invite goes unanswered. Most elementals have no interest in her plane. Only the young and inexperienced usually take up such an offer. At times, when her need is more urgent or she sits at a point of focus, she manages to entice a slightly more mature entity. But now, for just another day, a fledgling was more than adequate. So she waited, her link sometimes waning, causing her to pause and reinforce it.
With the tent dealt with, Kid seems intent to loiter about for a little while. Perhaps giving herself a few to relax and let herself calm down from the frustration of dealing with the tent. Though she fills the time with examining the instructions again, having left that part of the tent out and available for examination. Occasionally she'll mutter under her breath, but she seems to keep the peace. LIkely she's forgotten the potentially magical activity going on nearby.
Eventually after checking on a number of plants that she had planned to check on as the day went on, Sage finds herself back at her alcove and the interrupted meal that resides within. She settles back down within it, but keeps herself in a position to keep an eye on the progress of Tirzah as she returns to munching on her nearly forgotten morsels.
The hour passes, and another wanes while Tirzah reinforces her link and the pledge. In time she draws interest, and then consent. With a rushing release she is pushed back along the link in into her body. Opening her eyes just in time to see the swirling vortex coalesce before her. It is compact, contained, not much larger than herself as her hairs fly astray from its pulsing state.
Kid ends up taking a small handheld computer from an interior pocket of her jacket, having gotten some spark of intent out of either the instruction reading or some other stray thought. It'll be just after she finished up this that the strange vortex appears. Kid will be just rising up, casually brushing off the knees and rear of her pants. She looks up, a casual glance cast toward Tirzah. Half looking away when she snaps back for a double take. Of course, she doesn't know what this is, so she turns and lurches a step back, her fight or flight sense plucked.
Once the impressions from the redhead begin to reach intriguing levels, Sage lets her empathic side unfurl as she wishes to be able to sense any potential problems as with all this time passed there is likely to be a result soon. Her gaze shifts back to Tirzah and then to the vortex when it appears. She washes down the food that she had been slowly devouring this time. At times, she'd pause to fuss over her collection of fickle plants that make up parts of the alcove. Flickering emotions of others are felt, but she waits for them to resolve themselves into clarity one way or the other.
Tirzah smiles brightly as the two glowing blue eyes emerge from the vortex. "Welcome friend." She addresses it, drawing its attention back to her once its given an eerie glance of the setting. It seems to be one with the vortex now, as if the swirling mass of mist was created to serve as its vessel. Kid relaxes just slightly when whatever it is doesn't start rampaging. Yet. Her eyes flick towards Tirzah, the young woman's lips pressed into a straight line. BUt she keeps her lips sealed. Not a good time to start saying things.. not at all. Instead, she snaps up the bagged tent, though before she might turn to go she remembers the instructions, still sitting on the ground. Thus she's delayed a bit to lean down and snap those up too, being a bit too firm as she starts stuffing them into the bag.
As the ritual seems to be approaching its end, Sage watches with curiousity as the elemental seems to take on a form. A smile forms on her lips at her friend's success and unique display. Her empathic side tells her that there are conflicted emotions around, and one source of them doesn't surprise her. Her gaze shifts to the sources that she senses before turning her attention back to Tirzah. << Well done. >> Her mental tone compliments, before it shifts to a mildly concerned tone. << But, you may wish to hide your friend soon. >> She purses her lips as she tries to decide how best to put the rest. << There are conflicted emotions about... >>
Tirzah nods silently to the thought filtering into her mind. Sighing calmly she adjusts slightly to start the blood flowing from the long sit. "As per the offer you're invited to observe me and my plane windbrother. However, those not imbued by the influence of your kind are easily panicked by your presence. So I know insist you observe unseen unless other wise instructed." Tirzah comands in a friendly but firm tone and the elemental fades into thin air with the slightest of sighs.
Kid looks up as she finishes stuffing the instructions away. Of course, she sees the wind.. thing disappear then. She heard what was asked, which clarifies what it just did. Of course, having something unnerving suddenly go invisible doesn't sit too well with her. Her eyes flick about as if she might catch a glimpse of it.. but none is to be had. Mutely she turns on her heel and starts off with a bit of hurry to her step.
With the disappearance of the elemental, Sage knows there will still be conflicting emotions. << Thank you. >> She whispers quietly into her friend's mind before she stands up and out of her alcove. "Thank you for indulgence and patience..." She addresses the people who have filtered intothe garden, "As you have just seen, no harm has come... and I shall bring drinks for those who have been kind enough to leave this woman undisturbed." She gestures to Tirzah and offers a smile to the crowd. She hopes that she'll be able to sooth away any worries that the remaining crowd may have. The rest who leave like Kid will be allowed to do so without interference.
Just now noticing the crowd Tirzah manages a slight smile. Though when she notices Kid heading out slightly spooked it become a mischievous grin. A barely noticeable hiss escapes her lips and Kid is almost immediately engulfed by a soft gust of air. Just enough to flow through her clothes and unsettle a few hairs. "Oops." Tirzah meekly says with a shrug as the effect passes as quickly as it set in.
Kid stiffens when the gust rises up around her. Tensed, as if expecting something to do something.. bad to her. When it doesn't come, she relaxes slightly, but at Tirzah's 'oops', she snaps a look back. A look that mixes annoyance and anger in liberal doses, her eyes narrowed. But she goes a moment later without a single word spoken. It's obvious enough the 'prank' rubbed her in a bad way.
While her eyes might not see the gust of air, Sage can certainly feel the emotions that play out. She pauses on her way out of the room to look back at Tirzah. << Careful. >> Sage gives a mild warning before she goes out to fetch some drinks before coming back to attempt to sooth any other ruffled feathers that may have been caused by the summoning. Either way, it doesn't seem to have seriously effected the garden or the likely attendance. Tags: kid, sage, tirzah
