They appear in midair, visible out of a few thirtieth-floor apartments.
One starts to fall. The other catches her by the arm, flings out - wing-shapes of light - and slows her, spiraling down until they're at street level.
They appear in midair, visible out of a few thirtieth-floor apartments.
One starts to fall. The other catches her by the arm, flings out - wing-shapes of light - and slows her, spiraling down until they're at street level.
"Yeah, all right. Just leave it alone. They don't have very many helpful elementals so it'll be a while before one can come talk to yours."
A Fire is working with the international thingamabob and gets tapped to help and meets her escort at the airport.
"Hi. She just settled down in someone's garden, just needs it explained that people don't always want an elemental living in their garden."
"I don't think who in particular owns the garden will come up, just that owning gardens is a thing. Hell of a world to come into when somebody already owns all of it."
"If somebody told you they owned all the air and light around here and you should go somewhere else if you wanted to breathe and look at things... not because they owned the land, because they owned the air and light..."
"If I were an elemental I'd go to the duchess and offer to occasionally magic the plants healthier in exchange for staying there, I bet she'd agree to that."
"The elemental might do that once I've explained, that's just where I'll have to start explaining, people owning places."
"Will the Duchess want to give us permission before we go in to talk to the Wood-or-whatever -"
"Mkay." In she goes to find the elemental. She has turned herself into a shrub sort of thing near a bunch of climbing flowers. "Hi - what are you -"
"I'm Leaf," says the elemental.
"- Wood and Earth?"
"Yeah."
"Well, hi, I'm Fire."
"Hi."