ext_84438 ([identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2008-05-26 01:00 pm
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Gardening post!

This Monday morning, very early, Asar-Suti is in the garden, working. Everything is lush and green now, but the branches of the conifers still have their light-green tips, and on some of the other trees there remain the sorry left-overs of bloom.

Tulips and Hyacinths have gone, to be replaced with peonies and rhododendrons as the main flowery attractions. And the herbs are sprouting in all directions, the beds of the kitchen garden overflowing with abundance.

At the moment, the purple god is gently plucking the last of the woodruff for this year, to deliver to the kitchen.-



[[OOC: Put up for Lucrecia, but open to all! If your charrie is on the gardening team, this is the chance to show them doing their job. Tag them in, and have them chat to each other, or with 'Suti, or meet Lucrecia when she's tagged in -- might be fun!]]

[identity profile] naiad-burial.livejournal.com 2008-05-26 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
She's much quieter this time. They are a bit more alike than she had originally thought or ever would have expected. Not that she is a god or even former god at that.

"If people like us," She was referring to their state of being. Being trapped. "If we did go back to our own world, we probably wouldn't be able to come back here again..?"

[identity profile] naiad-burial.livejournal.com 2008-05-26 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
She can't help but to feel inspired by his change. Even if what he shares, in the end, is sobering, almost too realistic, to keep her gaze on him.

"But there's a time discrepancy," Lucrecia begins to think, to offer, not knowing what else to say. "If time stands still on the other side, perhaps time itself is an anomaly here, too. Otherwise the parallels would..." And then she realizes she could be wrong or babbling or both, and says softly sufficing, "I'm sorry."

[identity profile] naiad-burial.livejournal.com 2008-05-26 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Lucrecia nods, not sure if that is a good or bad thing, or how it helps or how it might apply, if at all. For the time being she leaves it as it is, no matter how difficult it may be for her to do so.

"Then, while its coming close to summer time," She comes back to the purpose at hand, not quite sure how she has distracted them but not really minding it either. "What would you like me to do for you and your team, Asar-Suti?"

[identity profile] naiad-burial.livejournal.com 2008-05-26 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes," she confirms, and can't help but to add, "They often look just lovely together."

[identity profile] naiad-burial.livejournal.com 2008-05-27 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah! That would only make sense, wouldn't it?" Lucrecia chuckles softly in spite of herself at the blunt realization Asar-Suti kindly points out. She did have a thing or two to learn about gardening, after all.

"Actually, I think I do have an idea or two." She muses, turning to look out over the field. "I'd like to see more flowers growing up from the grass around the trees, like a sanctuary, even if its only for one summer." Turning back to him with a hopeful smile, "Does that sound like something I can do here?"

[identity profile] naiad-burial.livejournal.com 2008-05-27 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
"I will! Thank you very much!" She's beaming, quite determined. She already knows what it will look like, but creating a vision is another challenge altogether. She's looking forward to it.

"Now, as far as tools and seeds go, do we ask the Bar for whatever we might need?"

[identity profile] naiad-burial.livejournal.com 2008-05-27 04:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll go take a look, maybe meet some of the others," She tells him. Lucrecia follows his indication, hardly able to linger with the way she's gravitating towards it. "If I have anymore questions I'll be sure to come back and find you."

Her brisk walk progresses toward a light jog. Partway she reminds herself to turn back and wave a goodbye.