Who: Siryn OT Pyro What: Siryn is working on finer control. Pyro overhears and she finally gets her call name. When: Saturday afternoon Where: The gardens Warnings: None atm
She'd been depressed lately, ever since the fiasco on St. Patrick's Day, but given that spring was slowly arriving, albeit with a bit of nip still in the air, her mood had been getting better. She was going to go to midnight mass that night at the local church with her father, instead of anywhere in the city, and she'd always loved Easter Midnight Mass. This morning, she'd slept in a bit, and then dressed in some comfortable clothes, grabbed a hoodie, and decided to go exploring in the garden. She also wanted to try something her father had mentioned, that she might be able to use her powers to affect people and animals. She wasn't too comfortable with the thought of affecting people, but she thought it might be fun to try and sing the birds out of the trees. Just like Sleeping Beauty.
She found a bench in the garden where it was nice and quiet, but there were some birds chirping in the bushes. Looking around, she was pretty sure she was alone, and so, taking a deep breath and wondering if this would do anything at all, she started to sing softly, one of the old Gaelic lullabies her 'Uncle Tom' had sung her as a child.