Who: Molly, Harry, Fix, and Sarissa. What: Sarissa wants to talk about the bubble. Where: The park, near the swings. When: Afternoon Warnings | Status: TBD | in progress
Sarissa stepped out from behind the swing set. Though it wasn't entirely accurate to describe it as such. More, it was that she'd gone from one place to another and the swing set happened to be the point of her next destination. She seemed to just.. appear from nowhere, though she had indeed come from somewhere, and with her, her Knight.
The air shifted slightly, and the smell of flowers and berries blossomed around the pair. Sarissa hadn't yet come into her own as the Summer Lady, but in an effort to survive she had resigned herself to the role she'd been drafted into. It was the only thing standing between her and an inevitable death, and learning the ways of the Lady and the fae magic given to her were tantamount to her survival. She didn't resist its influence, but was slowly opening herself up to it. Though, that acceptance hadn't quite changed her yet.
"A perimeter if you will, my Knight," she said, then took several cautious steps away from Fix. Enough to remain near him in case of emergency, but also enough to give her a chance to react against him if needs be. She settled onto one of the swings, briefly amused by the location, and waited. She didn't know what to expect of the Winter agents. She'd met Harry, helped him for several months with his physical rehabilitation, and seen a demonstration of his power as both a wizard and a Knight. But Molly was fairly unknown to her, and she didn't know what sort of influence she would bring to the Mantle of the Lady. Sarissa was familiar with Maeve, of course, and all that Maeve had become as the Lady. But that hardly mattered now.
They were both inexperienced Ladies, but Sarissa had the more experienced Knight.