#scarsdale

Tzzy is tempted to say she doesn't have a choice if she wants to stay on. SHe's SO close to Portal passage she can taste it, but her lessons haven't gotten that far yet. "Will do."

Our young celebrity, no, scratch that, our wilder piskey, draws on something else. Courage, knowing that weapon the fabulously dressed woman has could bleed her if this carriage bumps hard at the worst time. She strains against the cord, slipping forward and extending a wrist BARELY into reach and... sawing her hand up and down, mananges to cut a strand!

One down!

"I felt that" Tizzy reports "You okay?"

"So far, keep it steady" She wiggles... and lifts her back closer, now she can reach

Through something of the hole, Tizzy can see what the girl is trying "Ah, you could cut yourself." Eshu are reckless with themselves, but this is a CHRYSALID

"Thank you, I did not know that" Sarcasm is not dead in the dreaming, and the young daughter of the 'perfect online family' is so often denied it that it just slips out. She rubs her back with far more desterity than she thought possible

And tumbles free from the cord "I'm free from the cord. What now?"

Tziporah can't think of any cantrip she has that will help per se, then it occured to her. Zara had helped her learn how to sew. And she had seen craft from her uncles that... yes, of course. It was difficult with one hand, but Tziporah began to unstitch her scarf, and then , with a bit of help from half of her hand holding the blade, she wove a complciated knot, and tied herself to the carriage, for now. "Okay, sorry for the wait, but I'm about to tear the roof up a bit. When it starts make a hole big enough tell me. I'll put my blade away and use my free hand to pull you up here"

"Sounds like a plan" The nameless girl says

And back and forth the blade goes, the gap widening. The carriage seems to know this, and makes abrupt turns. More than once, Tizzy is knocked loose, but the Schwartz-Cohen Knot Tech is second to none! And holds her weight so she can get back up and try again.

At last, the young dream dancer yells "Hold on, I'm shoving up my back pack first."

"Your BACK Pack?" Tizzy says surprised.

"It's MINE" the girl insists back "And it will take off the sharp edges of the carriage."

A point, and soon the backpack has made the hole bigger

Tizzy struggles with it at first, then it seems to grow lighter "Okay weird. What do you have in this?"

"I have.. no idea," The new girl says, and then squeezes through easily. The carriage, bounces them both... and the piskie screams as she is flung into the air for what is sure to be a nasty fall.

Tizzy hastily yells "The law of gravity I do not follow. I find silly vain and hollow. I'll land where I please, and so will my friend. THIS story, shall happily end!"

The hopsotch switches what should be a nasty smash itno an easy landing. ANd a moment later, another one goes off, as, having cut HERSELF free, Tziporah lands next to her.

"Your back pack" she says and hands it over, "I am Tziporah , sister to she of many names, daughter to mothers past and present, healer of the scar, and traveler of pleasing paths." She strikes a pose, flaymboyant in her triumph.

The girl IS impressed, not just by the boast, but by the fact.. oh they both just jumped and landed like cats without effort

Her response is... delayed. WHO is she? A minor internet celebrity forever trapped by eyes? Should she give that name? No, she doesn't want to be anyone's pet monkey with an organ grinder anymore. She wanted.. what did she want? Then the name came to mind, "Serenity. Call me Serenity."

"Nice to meet you, Serenity," Tizzy beams "We'll get you to a hold, and mentor proper. You'll learn more about who you and what you are. But no mistake, the REAL story of your life? It began today."

(End Scene)