Friday, August 29, 2014
Yeah, giving a deva a hard time isn't any more advisable than giving Mother Nature one.
No such problems here today. Aura talked to Azalea a couple of days ago and it looks like Tori is going to be out of our hair for awhile. We hope, anyway. Scaramouche is expecting a protege - according to her, the word is NOT "mentee" - a young tidepool deva (according to her) who she met while she was down trying to help find that plane that vanished in March....
(You have to imagine Hawthorne trying to sing that when she can't carry a tune in a bag....)
"Hawthorne, what are you doing?" I said. "And who's that?"
"Trying to. We didn't really." Tempest had an accent that Aura told me later was Welsh. "We ended up having to send it into a bunch of unoccupied buildings because we couldn't steer it far enough around the town."
"Oh yeah, right. We kind of took out the church, didn't we?" Hawthorne looked sheepish.
"You don't, like, drop tornadoes on purpose?" Not the best way to phrase it, I know, but you try asking that question.
"Oh no, never. I'm just one deva of many who bring rain and snow where it's needed. At least I try to. But I can't call up a cloud if there's not enough water vapor in the air to work with. And sometimes the rains I call up get out of control and the next thing I know, I'm trying to control what your human friends call a supercell thunderstorm."
"Sometimes those things take on a life of their own," Hawthorne added.
"They are alive, in their own way. Some of the most powerful storms are almost sentient," Tempest said quietly. "All devas work with powers we can direct, but not control."
Note: Tempest is a Pukifee Dony who arrived about six weeks before I was expecting her. I'm not complaining, though.
Bonus shot - Tempest in action a couple of nights ago.
Friday, August 8, 2014
"It's like watching surgery," Aura said. "But you can tell they're feeling better." She looked around. "I warned them what to expect, so it's not as bad. But still not pleasant."
"Aura, you're going to have to show me what to do with this. I don't want to just go in and start cutting stuff," Maddy said.
"Why is there so much barberry?" Aura said, looking around.
"It spreads. I think they've classified it as invasive."
"No, I mean, why so much barberry in the first place?" (For those not familiar with barberry, it's attractive, but it gets out of control. And it has thorns. Lots and lots of thorns....)
"My father planted it. Remember, ninety-nine percent of what grows in the yard was his doing. And he didn't always have good judgement in matters of the garden."
"It's a nice plant, but it doesn't really belong here. And it's not very welcoming with all the thorns."
"That was why he planted it. He used to say it was to keep people out. What people, I don't know."
Aura was happy to see the twin oaks doing well after their trimming.
"Solid and healthy," she said. "You don't usually see that in trees like these."
"Trees? So it is two?" Maddy said.
Aura nodded. "They're two separate trees that, instead of one choking out the other, grew together. If you really look closely at the base, you can see they have two separate trunks instead of a fork. An oak that forked this far down would never have survived."
"You were up there?" I said.
"Yeah. I went up there with the New York Dolls when they recorded up there. First time I'd been out of the city. I can see why your guy fell so hard for it."
"You met them?" She really needs to, like TELL me stuff like this.
Okay, I need to get some stories out of this girl. Like, a lot of stories.....
Thursday, August 7, 2014
It's nowhere near its former glory, but it's coming back, at least. The butterflies and hummingbirds are happy.
"I think it was just to spite my mother. She wanted it to come down, too," Maddy said. "He was like that."
"You warned the tree trimmer about all the concrete and steel pins he put in it?" She looked around.
Maddy nodded. "I told him to watch out for all the junk in the trunk and he laughed and said he'd make a note of it."
"I thought we were supposed to save every tree we could," Daisy said.
"Within reason. Sometimes they need to come down not only because they can't be healed, they could infect other trees around them. At the very least, the energy sent out by an ill plant isn't good for the ones surrounding it. Once they're weakened, they attract all sorts of insects that do further damage - things healthy plants can ward off with ease." Aura looked around. "Most times, if you correct the conditions that are stressing the plant, the insect problem will be resolved without the use of poisons."
Ask a deva. They know.
Meanwhile, Scaramouche got our resident stylist. John-John, to blow her hair out straight. The humidity the past few days was turning it into something resembling a Brillo pad.
Scaramouche and JT apparently know each other from back in the city. From what Val gathered, she knew him when he was still - not sure if "alive" is the right word - maybe "corporeal?" - and in a band. She didn't say which band, though.
We haven't heard back from Azalea yet about the whole Tori thing. She did promise to let us know, though.
Saturday, August 2, 2014
We arrived at the rock on the verge of the woods a little ahead of time. Scaramouche was a little suspicious, but said she didn't think they'd try anything funny in the presence of the devas.
"Why?" I said.
"One of the few absolute rules devas have is that you never harm an innocent third party to get back at someone else," she said. "If we have a problem with you, we'll take it up with you directly. We won't harm your animals or your family to make our point. But fairies - well, some of them won't hesitate to do stuff like lead all your sheep off a cliff to their death or chase your horse into a bog and cause it to break a leg in order to strand you. And then there's the whole business with changelings. If you're going to take another into your care, that means you care for it - you don't just forget about it when you get bored with the joke and abandon it - whatever it is. You take responsibility for your actions and don't harm others."
"Not all of them are like that. Not at all," Aura said. "It's just a few. But you can't always be sure who you're dealing with."
"Like the Firefly fairies. They're good fae," Scaramouche added. "Plus they're a blast to hang out with. Never met one of them I didn't like...."
"Not to start an argument with you, but Tori did start it." Aura said. "We were just minding our own business when she came up and started with all her garbage...."
"She did. And your actions were entirely justified," Azalea said. "In fact, Scaramouche showed more restraint than I would have under those circumstances."
She took statements from each of us, but said we would not need to be present at the sentencing. She also said she would keep us updated on the outcome.
Paisley said that sounded like it would be the end of that, but Aura and Scaramouche weren't so sure.
"I think we can trust Azalea," Aura concluded after she left.
"She's cousins with the firefly fairies," Scaramouche agreed. "She's fine. If I'd known it was her, I wouldn't have been so concerned. But Tori's family is from those old-school backwoods fairies you just can't trust. I doubt we're heard the last from her...."
Note: Azalea is a Resinsoul Mei in Light Tan. She's been part of the doll family for about two and a half months, but only recently revealed her name and character to me.