#brightwindsbarony

"You... can see me? ...all of me?"

"Sure, though those poachers couldn't - normal humans can't. And you, I am guessing, see me." She emphasizes that with a dramatic flick of her wings.

"Oh, glory, yes. You're like my spaceman. Much prettier than him, though..." A small blush.

"Space... oh! The airship!"

"Yes, like them. A different kith, but then, so are you. You must be so confused. And freaked out. I'm Sparrow." She extends a graceful hand.

"Da said if someone saw us, they'd take us to a lab... or some sort of... of circus sideshow...." She swallows. "But you have WINGS. And you're out here, free." She looks at the hand tentatively, before moving forward and reaching to meet it with her own - slender, yet lightly calloused on the fingertips.. and currently a bit dirty.

Sparrow's hand feels solid enough. A shake. "Humans can't see them. Or the ears." Head turn.

A beat. "Da? Wait, your father is a centaur too? That Starburst did a number for sure. I wasn't expecting two new fae!"

She's gorgeous! Flaming locks flow past those pointed ears

She touches her own ear, wondering... a slight point there, that she hadn't noticed. Nothing like the graceful curves on the lady... the lady's ears, that is. "Fae? Is that what we are? It's me, and my parents. Angels and spacemen... and centaurs..." A shake of her head. "I thought we were hallucinating, but the next day, and the next, it was still here... WE were still here."

"You are! And I am so glad we found you!"

"You were very good hiders... ah - both parents?"

A nod, but she pauses, thinking. "Did you say Harkson? Like, Fort Davis's own Oil Baron Bastard? The one who bought up land outsides the forest preserves just to prevent them from expanding, when they wouldn't give him fracking rights on the parklands?" A glance around, and she winces. "I'm sorry. I just... I only know what the local papers said. I didn't to offend you... uh, or speak ill of your husband. Are we on your land? We didn't meant to intrude, honest."

"It.. well, Harkson was a bastard, and that's complicated. But legally... yes. I'm his widow."

She ducks her head. "We'll find a new place to camp. I thought maybe this was still the parklands. We didn't disturb anything except for a little forage, or dump any trash..."

And she nods. "My mom has a bow and arrows... she helped the giantess and the spacemen."

"Ok, first - no, I'm not telling you to move or hide or scram."

"You just... our word is chrysalized. You changed, like a butterfly. You are one of us now, so you need help in knowing what that is and how it works."

A small smile at that. "Dad says that my name can mean 'butterfly'."

"And that name would be...?"

Her cheeks pink. "Vanessa... but I like Nessa, miss. Sorry, are you an angel? Did you come down from the Star?"

"Nessa. Hi." A sunshine smile.

"I've been around a few years - the Star was special, but there's a whole world of us."

"I am what's called a sidhe - s-i-d-h-e, it's gaelic. Kind of an elf."

"We were out watching the stars, when it happened... and then we saw the spaceship, and a man falling from the sky. Oh..." She reaches back, twisting her torso to reach into a side pouch, and pulls out a small, somewhat battered sketch book. "He looked like this... a little. I'm not very good at people." It's a likeness close enough to tell the Nockerish swirls, the Starfleet uniform... the drawings of plants on the edges of the pages are much more lifelike. "Do you know if he is okay? I was worried, he was so hurt..."

"He got help. He and the others...."

"The Star was special - it released a lot of magic, and new magic. And part of that magic was you."

"I'll be honest, we don't entirely know how it worked. Nobody has seen centaurs in a few lifetimes."

"You should come see mom and dad... I can show you the way?"

"Wonderful, yes! And we will get you to the hold... oh, man, I am suddenly doubly glad Ryder has been working on ramps..."

Indeed, by now, Ryder's got a pretty nice set up for at least one ramp that could get them in

"Oh! The horses!" She trots a step back. "We have to make sure they're ok! Those men were trying to round them up... " She rubs her hand, it still tingles a little. "I got them to chase me instead. I guess... I didn't think about what to do after that..."

"That was quick thinking!"

"We'll check on the horses, and get on the way to your fam..."

She nods, and starts back the way she came, tailoring her pace to a comfortable one for the lady... the sidhe. "What's your name? Is it safe to ask? ...should I not have said mine?" Checking her vague memories of fairy tales, when she was small...

"Sparrow is a use-name. My mortal name - the one my human parents gave me - is Julia. My other fae name is.. " A little wry smile. "Baroness Derynwydd Truthbranch ap Liam."

Hoof beats are heard, and speaking of herd, there's the horses... still riled by the earlier encounter with jeeps and such

"Well, they seem okay..."

"Let go of my daughter or I'll put an arrow through you" From the side, a more mature Centauress but still quite fit has a bow string drawn back, aarrow notched

Seems not all the hoof beats were from horses

"Baroness.... you're royalty?" She says, marveling. And exhales in relief when she sees the herd. Oh, there's her phone... in pieces from nervous hooves, and blackened a bit at the corner - but she stops looking at that to flick her gaze up. "Ma! It's okay, I think. This is Sparrow... Baroness Sparrow. She's a... like an angel, an elf angel, from another Star... like us!" She has a few wires crossed, but she'll get straightened out.

"Eh, close enough."

"Hi!" she beams at Rose.

Rose lowers the arrow though she hasn't loosened her grip yet, it's no longer pointed. Damn, that's disturbing "So , Sparrow... I take it you and my daughter are getting along?"

"Honey, did you find..." a handsome stallion of a centaur but also a grump comes up "Whoa"

"She scared off these guys who were bothering the horses... I think they were poachers. Da! I found someone... or she found me?"

"The angel I saw" He says surprised 'The sigil"

"We have been looking for you. Stellar job, hide-n-seek champions... but surely you do have questions."

"Not an angel, just a winged elf."