#anywhere

"I will meet you by the trees?"

"Yes, and, thank you for your trust. Your kith, my house, neither comes by it easily."

"Do not fail it, Sir Bellamy." And she slips away... scuttling for the grate that allowed her entry.

Oh not so hard to find that. She makes her way and starts to slip out and...

S-O-S

1122!

"1122, where ARE you?"

G-R-E-E-N-H-O-U-S-E

Greenhouse? She has no idea where that is!

"LEAVE"

T-R-A-P-P-E-D, B-E-I-N-G F-E-D T-O" and then nothing

She might still find the Eiluned if she darts back. She could scry on him. She could check the places she has't been

Zara writhes in the grate, letting out a silent wail. A raw peel of glamour, recklessly spent to scry - third-eye seeking her friend.

A Green House, huh, one of the rooms she hasn't been in yet to the other side, a satisfied looking boggan standing over a Venus fly trap

She hisses, and spits - another hex, fueled by rage, formless, unleashed at the fat bigoted bogganess.

The boggan doesn't know she is doomed to have her heart broken . her leg break, and her hair fall out

...and 1122 is still in the trap.

Indeed.

The boggan starts to leave .... 1122 , well, he's sliding down a plant gullet

No wayfare. No legerdemain. None of her magics can free him from here.

"Sadie, I'm supposed to get you out of here..." Voice by scrying, someone entering the green house.

She grabs the pog, breaking it in half shoving it in her mouth. Shadows gather about the venus fly trap, forming the shape of... a Z?

the boggan gone, the girl points 'There, there is why she cast! save the day, sir Bellamy" the softest foot stop in the world. Yet no less insistent

"Yes yes, fine..." He raises a brow at the Z shape over it, "Little luck for me or whoever? " And takes out a knife

She raises her hand, fingers spread in a gesture of blessing - a counter to her spike of ire earlier.

And the blessing flows to...Bellamy. "Thanks" he mutters, and somehow manages to cut just the right part of the plant

And 1122 springs out ready for a fair fight now that the plant isn't cheating!

Oh, it's dead.

well, eight legs will wipe the corpse of the plant like a mat to clean the dust off.

mmph

1122 leaps onto the shoulder of Sadie, and point the way out!

And Zara... has a drain to navigate.

and Zara escapes....

And waits, oh so she waits.

She waits - at this rate, she'll have to pay the nocker for a second day...

and tonight, well, there will have to be a lot of spray paint on the park benches....

Ten minutes later, he comes out looking tired, a bit drained of glamour, but triumphant, "So I'm... Sadie. But I was also someonee else." /"Yes, and he was not your friend...but you'll be safe at Widderwind. I..well, I just faked my own death , so I can't be seen, at least around here. I wish I could stay with you."

"Thank you, Sir Bellamy. If... you must find haven, I might know a place..."

"I'll take any suggestion you offer, lady."

"They ought to welcome you on my good word. And... you saved my kin, you have earned that. Miss Sadie." She bows to the childling.

"Are we goin.. home now?"Sadie bows in return

"We are going to you home. They will be glad to see thee. They remember another - who you once were. But you are Sadie now, and she is lovely to be. Would you care for a present?"

Bellamy smiles, and looks a bit sad at the same time, glad for the childling's delight

"Oh yes, please."

Zara retrieves the left-handed pin and offers it out. "An old thing, with memories."

the girl takes it then, little tears flow down her face, "I'm... I'm not crying. i'm drowning dimples. " Sniff sniff pride as memories rush back

"Come, bubbelah. Let's go meet your other cousins. Wait until you see - why, tis dark there, even at noon!"

"oh" Wistful hope.

"And oh so many cobwebs, like lace curtains on all the doorways...."

Bellamy says "Please, don't think all sidhe, even all Daireann, are like he who held you, Sadie."