#brightwindsbarony

"Hi hi hi Miss Nessa!"

"Hi hi hi Miss Irene." She replies with a grin. "I think there might be a rescue mission... if you choose to accept it."

"A mission? Oh, I can help!"

A serious expression. "We'll have to go out into the snow. And... I'll have to ask you to ride my back. The roads haven't been plowed outside of town, and there's a pooka who the Baroness wants us to check on and round back to the hold. A Mister Hamm?"

"Oh! I remember him, from long ago! He's a SPACE MONKEY."

"He has the most interesting house...."

"I don't know the way, and if it storms, I'm not sure about reading a map. Wifi is on the fritz, so I didn't want to trust Google. Will you be my guide? You're light enough that I can move well, and if need be, double-up on the way back."

"Yes, yes please! I have a coat!"

"Mom insists."

She so does

"Then bundle up!"

"Okay!: The piskie darts off. "I'll be RIGHT BACK!"

Nessa takes a moment to peek around the Piskey's room.

Some of Ryder's stem-bolts, an interesting twig, the still-healthy succulent, a sparkly keychain with keys.

She curiously picks up a spray bottle and tests it in the air. Ah, just water! It could have been hair product - it has the look of something of Dio's. A smile, and she lightly spritzes the succulent before setting the bottle back.

Irene skids back. "Hope made me wear mittens."

"That's smart. Um...." She looks around, uncertainly. "Do you have a long sash?"

"Or a scarf? One of the one that can loop around a bunch of times."

"Mmm... the sheet?"

"Hope might have rope."

A small grimace. "Let's see the sheet..." It's fairly sheer, and Nessa quickly spins it so that it's wound into a long loop. Wrapped about her midsection, she moves over to the bed. "Okay, hop up, and you can hold onto these ends so you can stay steady."

"Oh, smart! Mister Hamm has a tail, so I bet he could hold on with that..."

"And you can see all the stars out there, that's why there's a big microscrope."

"Okay, now.. if you think you're going to slip, you grab on tight. Don't worry about pulling my hair, I'm tough, and I'd rather have my braid yanked then have you take a tumble. Are you ready?" Nessa has her own light jacket on, and a hat pulled down to protect her ears.

"Ready!" Trying not to bounce.

She kicks into a light trot, gauging how well Irene is seated at this speed, and heads to the door. The first thane she passes, if any, she tells, "Irene and I are going to go find Mister Ham. We'll be back soon!"

Pepper waves "Safe trip"

"We're going on a rescue, like great adventurers!"

"You ever hear about the Donner party?"

"Oh, dear. Let's try to be more like the ones who made it to the end of the Oregon trail." A grin over her shoulder at Irene, and she checks the sky, gauging the weather...

"I've never seen this much snow, like, ever."

"They CANCELLED SCHOOL."

Looks to be light snow, no nnightmares

"Now THAT's special! Almost makes me wish I was back in school so I could take a snow day... now, hold on!" Unable to resist the look of the fluffy drifts any longer, Nessa cuts loose and gallops down the trail, hooves kicking up a spray of snow in her wake!

Neesa bucks and bounces and kicks the white stuff up! Where this mere Chicago snow, it would not be impressive, but this is TEXAS snow, so the flakes are bigger down here... even it's still not topping a foot, but the flakes are HUGE.. if light.

Immense. Very texan, lots of pride in this

Irene giggles... and then lets out full blown laughs. This is fun!

Nessa laughs aloud! She's grown up in Texas, and while the family has traveled, why would they go North in the WINTER? This is the first real snow she's really seen, and absent of any terrifying sounding monsters, she's gonna enjoy it!

It's cold for sure, but her equine side handles it better than she thought she would!

As for Irene.. her deft little fingers might even catch a few chimeric snowflakes which last longer and do have a bit of magic

"My feet aren't even cold!" She remarks in surprise! "Of course, no ice monsters out here." A shiver that has nothing to do with the cold, and she checks the path, making sure that they are headed the right direction.

"Bet it helps to have hooves. Can you feel your shoes? I heard, Lady Sparrow has to cut slits in all her blouses!"

No, ice monsters seemed to have been spotted. but the snowflakes of the Dreaming are like art... and there are tiny winged snow nevers in white and silver fluttering about. In the distance they can see the Observatory, it seems the snow is higher there, actually getting beyond the one foot mark

Irene tries to SAVE a particularly interesting snowflake.

Her cheeks flush at the idea of cutting slits in.... "OH, for her wings! I understand." At least Irene cannot see her blush from back there.

A giggle, slowing down as they approach, and she holds out a hand towards one of the Nevers curiously. "Hello there..."

It's a glistening purple edge snowflake.. or is the purple hidden in the white ? Ah, she's got to catch it!

"Aren't they pretty? They look the most like fairies in movies. Or Zelda. 'Hey Listen!"

And the never turns "the lady is here!" others join in "the lady!"

She streeeeetches to catch the snowflake on her mitten.