They appear in midair, visible out of a few thirtieth-floor apartments.
One starts to fall. The other catches her by the arm, flings out - wing-shapes of light - and slows her, spiraling down until they're at street level.
"That's not my problem."
"Oh," she says, "it seemed like you thought it was, but all right." She goes back to looking at the flowers.
He gets the hose and turns it on her.
She giggles.
"Look, I'm going to call the police if you don't leave."
"...okay."
"And then they will make you leave. By dragging you."
She thinks about that, then steps off the path and sinks roots into the ground from her legs.
" - the fuck -"
He calls the police. "There's one of those weird alien things trespassing on my employer's property -" he gives an address -
"Is anybody in immediate danger?"
"No, she's just hanging around putting down roots. In Tuxu Vur's estate."
"Leave her alone for now, we'll call in an older elemental to help. What kind, do you know?"
"The kind that puts down roots. I'm a gardener."
"Yeah, all right. Just leave it alone. They don't have very many helpful elementals so it'll be a while before one can come talk to yours."
"Uh huh."
He sprays her with weedkiller but leaves her otherwise alone.
"Ow!" she whines when he sprays her. "Don't do that, it hurts!"
"Then leave!"
"Don't put that stuff on me!"
He ignores her and goes back to work.
As long as he does not spray her again she will leave it at that.
Yeah he'll wait for the cops.
A Fire is working with the international thingamabob and gets tapped to help and meets her escort at the airport.
"Hi. She just settled down in someone's garden, just needs it explained that people don't always want an elemental living in their garden."
"And that people can own gardens, probably."
"The duchess of Dyucha County owns that garden."