Teja son of Tagila (
ostro_goth) wrote in
milliways_bar2017-04-29 04:09 pm
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Saturday multipup -- rainy day
In this pocket of Millitime, there is a spot of insistent rain around this Saturday afternoon.
- Teja is watching from the eaves of the forge as Egil is out playing in the rain, wearing wellie boots and a little sou'wester, chasing fallen petals in the puddles, and carrying insects to safety. All three cats are lined up by the forge-fire, secretly of the opinion that their little human has completely lost his mind.
- Father Harman is walking through the woods towards the little church, wearing sensible shoes and carrying an umbrella.
- Dr. Hannibal Lecter is in the herb garden, moving potted plants in and out of the rainfall according to some system only known to himself.
- Ragnar Lothbrok is fishing. Rain is a good weather for that. Fish bite better then.
- Dorian Gray is walking through the woods, barefoot and in shirtsleeves, enjoying the rain just because.
- Alex Vause is sitting by an open window, reading a book and listening to the rainfall.

taking advantage of some millitime~
"Don't all the plants need water?"
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She has five of them; cherry, chinese elm, and japanese pine. "I don't know how to feel talking to you now, you know."
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"I don't know how to feel about that."
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She shrugs.
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"This changes something between us," Noriko says. "Not because I'm going to stop associating with you or anything, or stopping being friends with you. But because something feels different. I don't know what it is. Alana said something about you having bound me to you by cooking me dinner," she sighs.
"I don't like the idea that she might be right."
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Myrrh, hiding inside Bodhi's jacket, sticks her head out and mews at Egil.
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He beams at Bodhi.
"Pyrrha says that flower is bright and beautiful in autumn, and then in winter, it dies and in spring, it shows you its lovely bones and you can discover its real treasure -- in there!"
He points at the shiny seed in the middle of the intricate lattice structure.
"Teja calls them the Death-And-Rebirth flowers."
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He examines the flower, concerned by the connection. "Myrrh told you. That I was-" He nearly said sick but that wasn't strictly true.
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He hugs himself and Myrrh. "I think Teja is taking me to Gotland to learn how to man."
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He beams at Bodhi -- brilliant, isn't it?
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But he follows Egil back towards the forge. For Myrrh's sake.
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