Caging the Bird

When she left the Bar, Tiwa didn't go bird just yet, she could feel a strange sort of Glamour about and being girl was easier. The trail was quiet, no bikers dashing headlong or lost hikers who couldn't find the nice big trail to the top when she found the ball of something.

Carefully she knelt down, it was almost too bright more like a neon light than the warm glow she was used to then someone laughed and the air was suddenly too dense,

"Hello, birdy. No more flying today."

She knows his face and laugh and tries to run and again the air feels solid, hemming her in,

"Oh no, can't have you leaving, much to do with you."

"I'll scream, can't hold me."

Somewhere in her pockets is her poi and she starts spinning and spinning it and starting to chant then she can't breathe, "No tricks though this will make it simpler."

Then the world fades to black as the air in her lungs is stolen.

* * *

The cage is set; beautiful iron full of magic as the floor has been traced with patterns and secrets. He's still laughing slightly when he enters, Tiwa still held in the bubble of air a step or two behind.

A Note

The day is beautiful, Wellington is on the edge of Fall but today there is still Summer in the air and many crowds around Te Papa. Members of the Court are swirling in and through the crowds, helping everyone see a bit more and gathering what light they can when a university student taps the Count's shoulder,

"I've a message for you."

"Oh, thank you from who?"

"You'll see, here."

A piece of paper sealed with wax is pressed into his hand and then the student is gone in the crowds as he moves to sit and crack the seal, two feathers fall out and he grows pale with the reading.

In a moment, he's up and to the PA system at the information desk saying in a clear and almost shaking voice,

"The wind has shifted."

All heads turn to listen but only a few understand and within moments the Fae are gathered in a hidden room as the note is passed from hand to hand,

"We must find her now before they do anything to her. Comb the city and divine in all ways we can."

Liam is pacing and pacing as he listens, his instinct crying to be gone as he shares a glance with Tane and Meg, they fade to a back wall,

"We can move faster. He'll understand."

He looks up to the Count and gives a quick nod which is seen and then Liam and the others step through one door and he opens another and freezes,

"I.i think I found her Bar."

"I don't see it."

"I do, I'll get us more help." then Liam is through the door.