randomplaces | Elisa-garg's reality. Castle Wyvern. Stepping into time.

Manhattan baked, attention spans and tempers both shortened by the summer heat and humidity. In the east a thunderstorm brewed, to the west the sun stood near the horizon. On the ramparts of the castle in the clouds all was silent, all was still.

Then something opened in the air above, and a figure darted out and settled on the edge of the battlement, golden curls blowing in the breeze as bright butterfly wings folded against the back of a tall young woman with weary blue eyes and a strong-boned but lovely face.

"Solid ground," she murmured to the huge furry cat in her arms as the feathery antennae on her forehead waved and took in the scents all around them. "Only a real world could smell this bad."

The cat looked up at her and rumbled a purr, then hopped out of her arms and went to sniff around the bases of the statues that stood nearby before affectionately rubbing his cheek against them as he usually only did to claim friends that he liked.

Sadie frowned and looked at them, wondering why each one smelled as though one non-human person had been leaning on them. Or something like that. Each one had a living scent clinging to them that was unique to itself.

Curious, she stood a little unsteadily and tugged down on the worn flannel shirt that with a pair of boxer shorts comprised her outfit and walked over to investigate just as the sun dipped below the horizon.

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The winged girl swallowed quickly and nodded. "I used to have a couple'a friends that had 'em too. Only theirs were different than mine."

"Noooo," protested Pug softly as he settled back obediently. "Meeee?"

Elisa returned with a couple of plates of cat food, Cagney jumping at her heels.

"The specialty of the house. Good old fashioned Friskies."

Sadie glanced at Pug and snorted softly to see him totally oblivious, his eyes fixed on Hudson as he waited as bidden.

Hudson too, had noticed this, and laughs. "Ach, I asked for this one, didn't I?" Still he took a few bites of his food before offering a piece of bacon to Pug.

Brooklyn turned his attention to Sadie. "You said you were bouncing around in the timestream? What caused that?"

She paused in her eating, antenna going back to hide in her hair. "It ain't somethin' I wanna talk about in front of little kids."

Pug accepted the morsel politely and held it between his front paws as he chewed on it, purring like a small engine to show his thanks.

"Later then," Katana said.

"Aw, we never get to hear the good stuff!" Nashville, the little light red male piped in.

Hudson smiled at the cat and stroked him with one hand.

"Who's on patrol tonight?" Elisa asked, taking charge briefly.

"We are, Sister," Othello rumbled, indicating himself and Desdemona.

"Me too," Lex added.

"And so are we," Angela said, resting her hand on Broadway's arm. "We'll take Bronx with us."

"And I'll be scrying," Nina said.

"Good," Goliath nodded. "Finish up and see to it. Lexington, Othello, Desdemona, take the north and east sides tonight. "Angela, Broadway, cover the south and west. Should there be any signs of... recent events, report in."

"Nothin' good to it, kid," said Sadie a little gruffly, turning her face to her food, though she didn't eat anymore.

It was soon after that the others finished up and began to go about their duties, leaving Sadie alone with Goliath, Elisa, Brooklyn. Most had gone off for their patrols, while Hudson took Nash and Tachi off for their lessons for the night.

"We can offer you further hospitality if you require it," Goliath said. "There is more than enough room in this castle."

Sadie looked up from where she'd been sitting and watching Pug lick her fingers, her face looking drawn and a little blank. "Not sure how long I'll be here. Thanks, though."

"Gargoyles help those in need," Goliath said. "It is our duty and our pleasure."

Sadie looked away, trying to frame a reply as her jaw worked slightly. -My family helped those in need.-

"Owwwwwww," said Pug softly, looking up at the gargoyles with knowledge in his amber eyes. "Noooo."

Elisa gave the cat a curious glance. "...Is he talking?"

Elisa-garg's reality. Castle Wyvern. Stepping into time.

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