on being reserved and his inventory;

[errersansbut]

A piece of home to keep me company during my first few days in space? They'll die within the first two, I'm certain. Chrysanthemums are lovely flowers, but they've no place with me there and the Feast of All Saints is more than a handful of months from now, mon cher.

[ his lips thin into a line, the corners twitching with the threat of a frown. ]

Perhaps if I press them, I can return them to their rightful places when I return, but I would rather you resist this temptation and grant me a mere moment's peace. You've my compliance as always, but let us begin this venture on the so-called "good foot".

Comments

[notevenagirl]

Some flowers? All I got was a dress.

[errersansbut]

A dress seems more practical. You've no danger of it wilting, at least.

I can't fault her much, though. She's looking to provide me with a book or two as well.

[notevenagirl]

Well that's good, if you like that kinda thing. There ain't much to do between the mystery and the near certain death.

[errersansbut]

It would certainly provide a distraction from it.

[ a small pause, and then: ] Have you been there long?

[notevenagirl]

No. I'm seventh wave. Just got there.

[theomega]

Cheer up, mate.

She could send you along with nothing but your underpants and a frown.

Or, better still- depending upon your definition of 'better' -she could send you into space right into the middle of a war, as well as a horror story.

[ And here, the dryest of sarcasms kicks in. ] And wouldn't that be just a peach.

[errersansbut]

Most arrive naked I've been told. So, depending on the situation, it might play out similarly.

[ he arches a brow, curiosity getting the best of him. ] Is it safe to assume the latter is what you have to look forward to?

[theomega]

Well congratulations. I suppose you've won the jackpot.

[ Ashley's quiet for a moment, a frown of his own beginning. ] Sure- so long as it stops at assumption.

[errersansbut]

That is one way to approach it, I suppose.

[ and then there's a certain amount of sympathy. louis knows that look well, unfortunately. ] Something to hope for. The scenario sounds less than pleasant.

[ohhdeer]

Um. I can-- help you keep your flowers alive if you like.

[errersansbut]

Even if they are cut? I admit, I know very little of flowers.

[ohhdeer]

That's.. ah, that's how my powers work. I mean, plantlife is-- I can sort of.. ask them to keep blooming.

[errersansbut]

... Your powers? [ ah, his surprise smooths easily into a small smile. ] If it isn't too much trouble. I'm not in the habit of requesting favors.

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[presumptuously]

You're....you're going into space?

[ Purses her lips nervously. ] ...Just be careful, whatever you end up doing. All right, Louis?

glkdndfkln I'VE MISSED YOU

[errersansbut]

Jesse. [ the smile comes easily before it mellows and he nods. ] So it appears. She's quite set on it.

I will try to, cherie. And you? Does yours have plans?

*mashes face on* I got a dreamwidth acct when I saw you here!

[presumptuously]

[ She grins full-force now, happy that he's recognized her and hasn't begrudged her for her long absence.

She shakes her head. ] No...she hasn't dragged me out in quite a while. I've just been taking up residence in her head. [ Pouts slightly. ] It's awful.

Where exactly are you going to be? On a spaceship?

i'm so glad you did! /gathers up and loves ♥

[errersansbut]

[ despite her worries, there will always be a fondness that comes with seeing her -- and it goes hand in hand with the smile he wears even wit the topic.

but her pout draws a chuckle from him. ] I imagine it is. That is an ill suited place for you. You're far too curious.

A spaceship, yes. Unlike our last home, there is at least running water and electricity. [ though he hasn't quite figured out how he's going to keep from starving yet. he will eventually. the amenities mean nothing to him, but the mention is for her benefit. ] It will be an experience, I suppose.

[constructum]

There's a garden or something along those lines on the ship. [ she may not fully know what exactly is in that said garden - but she has heard about it, and one can only assume it would allow those flowers in a sense to survive. ] So you honestly could just plant something I'm guessing.

If you are in fact arriving with the flowers that is.

[errersansbut]

I hope so. Without their roots, it may be difficult for them to survive. [ but it's almost a reassurance. the flowers are meant for graves, not the confines of an advanced ship. ]

It seems a waste, doesn't it? To arrive with cut flowers so far from home.

[constructum]

We're on a ship - anythings possible. [ clearly she doesn't sound all too convinced by that, but she does offer him a small shrug of her shoulder and a ghost of a smile at it. (might as well try to find something positive about being on this damn ship, right?) ]

And a lot of things seem like a waste when you first arrive. [ again, she cant help but shrug slightly, letting her nose crinkling at her thoughts. ] But after you've been there for a bit, you learn to appreciate all you have from home.

[errersansbut]

You've a valid point. [ and he smiles at her efforts. they're appreciated given his overall uncertainty. ]

If they do perish as cut flowers often do, I suppose my books will serve a dual purpose in pressing them. [ with that, he ducks his head briefly before returning his gaze to her. ] It would be remiss of me to take them for granted.

nikaaaaa we're going to be in a game together again ;a;

[deadlier]

I've only ever seen Chrysantemums in my father's flora.

[ a beat. ]

What do they smell like?

babyyy ♥

[errersansbut]

They've an almost woodsy smell, but sweeter and very fresh. They smell a bit like autumn.

[ a pause before he offers her a smile. ]

Do you like flowers?

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

[deadlier]

[ Autumn. There's a bit of a pause from her too as she makes an attempt to imagine the scent of the flowers, but then she nods in understanding. The smile she's given is returned with a slight curve to Hanna's own mouth, although the question has her lost in thought for an additional moment. ]

Yes. They're beautiful. [ The ones she was able to find growing up didn't have a very strong smell, but they weren't any less pretty. ] We had mountain spire, avens and purple saxifrage back home.

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

[errersansbut]

[ his smile warms as he watches her, curious, but still reserved. he hasn't met many people who don't like flowers, so he's not surprised by her answer. it's her tone and body language that he finds so interesting. ]

I'm afraid I know very little of flowers. [ he knows flowers by the sight of them, but not their names. save for chrysanthemums. those he remembers for a very vivid reason. ] Where are you from?