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There's still a distinct n** in the air. It's not truly cold, really, but there's a chill in the pre-dawn twilight that can be interpreted as either uncomfortable or refreshing. The city is quietly peaceful for the most part, and the park certainly maintains that mood. A few cyclists head here or there, and the occasional jogger is paying homage to the fitness gods before work. It's very pastoral.

One Minna Adair is walking along a path, feeling rather at peace...despite the winged little sphere darting around her head and often swooping uncomfortably close. She has a quiet little smile on her face, just enjoying the outdoors without her cumbersome hat and dark glasses. Things are so much more alive without them...not that the smells and the feel of the air and such aren't lovely in and of themselves. She does appreciate those, but...seeing them with clear eyes is just that much more a blessing.

She's s wearing a light sweater, though, not taking full advantage of being able to show her skin to the open air. She doesn't want to catch cold, either. She needs to be healthy to take care of her new...friend.

The switch newly dubbed "Zaagade" is just as excited as a flying tennis ball can be, exploring this and that. His topaz shines only faintly in the dim twilight.

Minna blinks when she catches the very strange view ahead. Is that person on a...parking meter? Of course, a number of things go through her head at this. Why is not the least of them. Still, it also occurs to her to admire and envy the kind of balance that goes into this feat....

Zaagade stops in mid-air when he catches sight of another switch, dropping like a stone until he figures out that he needs to keep flying. He spins a quick, excited little circle, and then zooms off happily towards the other switch.

"Zaagade! Wait!" It's all Minna can do to run after him. Needless to say, speed's not her strong suit, but she does.

Zaagade is well ahead of Minna by now and flits most excitedly around the other switch. "Hi! I'm Zaagade I'm new to here who's that who are you hi!"

Zaagade bounces a little in the air, something between sheepish, mildly embarassed...and still terribly happy and excited.

Hee...sorry. I'm just happy to see another flying circle switch, I haven't seen anyone else like you and me before. Yup! That's my mother, Minna...she's not a runner, so I'm giving her her workout, yup. That's your dad? Zaagade flits over to Yue to look at him, turning upside down. He's pretty to be a man, yes?

Hm. I dunno. Maybe a little sick. But, she seems okay today. She's just...that way! She says that she's a child of the moon. I think that's a pretty concept, don't you?

Zaagade's about to swoop around Yue again to inspect his shiny hair, such an antithesis of his mother's, before a lightly winded Minna snatches him from the air with delicate hands. "Zaagade. Be polite." She looks up to Yue, slightly sheepish, but calm. "Yes...I do apologize on both our behalves if we interrupted something...Zaagade was simply excited to see another switch."

Minna returns the bowed head with a little smile, before accepting the hand with a sure but feminine grip, not so tight as one she'd use to greet a man. "Minna Adair."

Zaagade squirms free of her one hand, and is quick to settle in her hair.

Minna's eyes sparkles quietly after a very brief glance up to him. "And this is Zagaade. It's our pleasure to meet you both."

Oh, yes! I bet my mom's easier to trip. Zaagade buzzes with excitement, but waits for Tancred to move and do something, not sure if the other switch has something very specific in mind.

Whee! Zaagade doesn't know how to count yet, anyway, and just zips happily under Yue's dress, whipping around his legs with truly breakneck speed. Despite the wind whipping up the skirt, he's so close to the man's legs that his wings trace.

A light, startled cry just barely follows a reflexive jump on Minna's part.