Sunlight comes in white light beams that flow on through the window panes. Behind the glass the flowers bloom. Fair young maidens for white and pink, fan out their petal dresses in the morning light. Their faces are warm, their bodies green, and their feet bathed in sweet, cool moisture. Such delicate little babes go dancing here to the unheard music of fiddles and flutes. Rejoice in the morning, rejoice in the day, for all is well. Mother’s on her way to feed her darlings, to smile and sing. She who sends the wind and rain to bless her sweet young darlings. What a lovely day it is today.
Going along the row of plants laid on display in Evergreen’s windows, Vivika took great care in watering her green angels as a smiling Hummingbird followed behind. One would water and feed, the other would sing and amuse. Plants, after all, are living things. Entertainment is a big deal to them too. And fair Hummingbird knew very well how to amuse her fellow kind. It is important that one speaks the proper language if one is to amuse those of the green world, especially if one seeks to earn their trust.
Now, a nose shouldn’t be turned up at Vivika’s own expertise. She kept her green and flowering darlings going strong long before her faerie friend arrived to help. Even so, the change in Evergreen did not go unnoticed. Every plant in the shop and greenhouse seemed to dance and sing, even to the eyes of the Normals. For the roomies, the revelries in Evergreen were as real as a party down at the pub was for the Normals. And the magic produced by those dancing faerie feet blessed the shop owner further in her work. The magic of a happy fae is quite the remedy indeed.
“Good morning, ladies.” Conner announced his presence as he descended the stairs. Hummingbird greeted her friend with a happy twitter. Vivika responded with a grunt as she returned to her workbench beside the register.
“I’m glad at least Hummingbird is happy to see me.” he sounded hurt, but Vivika knew him well enough to hear that underlying, playful tone. And just as she expected, his arms were around her shortly.
“Good morning, Vivika.” his voice tickled her ear, and the woman couldn’t stop a smile.
“Good morning, Conner.” she greeted in return.
“Are you feeling any better this morning?” Conner kept his voice down so as to not alarm the mute pixie woman.
“I’m feeling fine.” Much better than she was yesterday, that was for certain. “Is Toby upstairs?”
“Aye, he’s looking for something you can make for dinner. The kid is determined for a spirit.”
“He’s just eager to be helpful.” Absent-mindedly, Vivika pressed her fingers between those of her deity. “He just wants to make sure his friends are happy.”
“Sounds a little familiar, don’t you think?” Conner teased.
“Not so much anymore.” Vivika brushed it off, still smiling. For just a moment, Vivika allowed her spirits to rise, basking blissfully in the silent company of the pixie and demigod.
Then the shop door opened, and Vivika’s walls went straight up again, much to Conner’s dismay.
“Welcome to Evergreen.” Both Conner and Hummingbird shook their heads. The woman behind the counter was a stranger to them with her smiling face and happy voice.
A woman no older than twenty five stood in the doorway, casting rather nervous eyes over the shop, taking in the green, the shelves of oils, dried herbs and salves, and the woman who stood alone among them all. Her hands were trembling as they clutched her coat around her, even though the morning was fairly warm. And not a one of the roomies missed the air of helplessness she brought in with her, like a looming cloud of an angry storm.
“Joey sent me.” she said after a moment of looking about. Vivika leaned forward. If the barman sent her a client, it must be very serious.
“You’re Vivika Owens?” the stranger didn’t seem to believe that this plain and fairly young woman before her could possibly be a highly recommended medicine woman.
“You will call me ‘Missy’.” Vivika stood, her inner nature peeking through just a smidgen. “And yes, I am.”
“Help me.” Though she couldn’t see the other, Vivika and Conner exchanged glances. “I’ll pay whatever you want.” From the storefront display, Hummingbird even gave a serious-sounding chirp as if to further clarify the severity of the situation this unfortunate woman found herself in.
“Every customer is entitled to one free session.” Vivika explained, cutting out her normal formalities. “If you are satisfied, you will come back. That is how this works.” The young woman watched the shop owner step towards the back, not moving until the other motioned for her to follow. Without looking back at her companions, Vivika drew the curtains and shut the door, confining her client in private discussion.
“What a piece of work.” the demigod remarked once the women were behind the closed door. He hesitated before speaking again. “Vivika is going to need a bit more help to fix up that one. There is something else going on here that even her remedies won’t fix.”
Hearing this, Hummingbird narrowed her spring green eyes and gave a rather disapproving chirp. She knew what Conner was up to. The question was if it was really that good of an idea.
The pixie began to twitter quietly, gesturing with her hands to get her point across. Thankfully the demigod understood her fully.
“She won’t mind it.” Conner reassured her. “She knows I’m coming home, so what’s the big deal?” Hummingbird crossed her arms. “I’m doing this to help her, and she knows it. So I’m going, HB.” Turning to her, Conner flashed the fae a smirk. “Time to have some fun.” His form began to shift, and Hummingbird just looked on, dreading what was to come.