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[wheatencrown]

Demeter's been enjoying a beautiful party on the longest night of the year and enters in a green silk dress and muddy feet with a bottle of rose and a glass in hand. When she finds Milliways, she smiles and walks through the main Bar and out onto the patio to watch the fading sky.

Once darkness truly falls, she comes inside and sits at a table with a bread, olive oil and various dips to watch Milliways pass by.

(OOC: Find her inside or outside. Apologies for slows, family visit and getting over being sick but still around.)

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[the_cupbearer]

Ganymede doesn't often celebrate holidays: that said, he's outside anyway, perched shirtless on the patio railing and smoking a borrowed cigarette.

"Hello, Demeter. Good party?"

[wheatencrown]

She lifts her glass to him, "Yes, a lovely one. How are you?"

[the_cupbearer]

"I'm alright," he says, though he does nothing more reverential than smile and barely tip his chin to her.

"Wanting to travel again. I can't stay too long in any one place."

[wheatencrown]

"Where are you headed to next?" She understands the need to wander.

[the_cupbearer]

"Not sure," he says, blowing out a breath. "I may go back to India...it's been years since there, but I'd have to talk with Gyda. She loves her school."

Ganymede lays his head back against a post. "How have you been?"

[wheatencrown]

"Perhaps you could take her during a break, small trip before trying a larger one. Good, enjoying summer."

[the_cupbearer]

"Perhaps," he says lightly. "And where are you? Still in Greece?"

[wheatencrown]

"No, Provence, I haven't lived in Greece for a long time."

[the_cupbearer]

"France is beautiful, at least," he murmurs, taking another drag from the cigarette. It's fragrant and warm, glowing bright in the fading daylight.

"Why did you pick there?"

[golden_lyre]

After spending the day in the sunlight, Orpheus is more tanned than usual, his hair lightened by the sun. He's barefoot himself, wearing only a pair of frayed, cut off cargo shorts and a ring that hangs on a chain around his neck. His hair is long enough that he's pulled it back in a messy knot.

As the sun starts to set, he makes his way back to the bar and is delighted to see Demeter on the patio. "My lady," he greets her with a grin.

[wheatencrown]

"You look happy and tanner. Where have you been?" She waves him over.

[golden_lyre]

"I am certainly happy to see you, my lady," Orpheus says as he approaches. "I've been at sea. I was thinking of making my way toward your part of the world next."

[wheatencrown]

"At sea, there can be great freedom there. Please do, there's always a bed for you."

[golden_lyre]

"There's great quiet there, currently," Orpheus says. "Which is a freedom of its own sort, and the chief charm of the ocean."

[wheatencrown]

She nods, the ocean has never been where she belongs, "I'm happy that it can do such for you."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus had been missing it even before he left Steve's world. He's not sure when he'll have had enough to soothe him.

"Speaking of quiet, I've been meaning to come visit you for a while now. You keep cropping up in conversation."

[wheatencrown]

"You should, there's always a place for you. Here or there?"

[imthepilot]

There's a scruffy young man outside, digging and marking out a new garden with great car. He has two cats 'helping'. Near dark, he heads back towards the bar, dusking soil from his hands. He smiles and nods to her, the two cats following. "Good evening."

[wheatencrown]

(OOC: Sorry for being slow, feeling sick and visiting family.)

Demeter watches him with a smile, she loves watching anyone garden and the cats are charming. When he comes close to her she nods, "Good evening. What are you planting?"

[imthepilot]

"Vegetables and herbs mostly." He smiles, clearly really pleased with how it's going. "I've never had a garden of my own. There's so much I want to plant but I'm still not sure what will grow best in this climate."

{ooc: many hugs, hope you're feeling better. Slow is fine, I totally understand.}

[wheatencrown]

"I'm a gardener, I can probably help. What do you want to plant?"

[imthepilot]

He brightens, stooping to scratch the little ginger and white cat. "Mostly vegetables from our home galaxy. Some Antarian peas, Ferroan spinach, maybe some skappi. I've planted some Podpoppers but they won't be ready to harvest for another year. I came from a desert moon. Mostly things I'm use to being able to grow are the ones that can survive poor soil and very little water. Acid beets and sand ginger, things like that."

[wheatencrown]

"I don't think I know any of those plants. What are they like?" She leans forwards and offers her hand to the cats.

[imthepilot]

"Antarian peas have a woody shell but the peas inside are soft. They are quite nice fresh or steamed. Or dried out for stews. Ferroan spinach is a greeny purple colour. It's rich in iron and good with eggs or steamed in butter. Skappi is a pulpy fruit. It makes good juices and dressings for salad. Podpoppers are seed pods that you pop the seed out of and fry in oil. Salted, they taste a bit like earth potato."

Myrrh is very happy for pats and jumps up to enjoy the attention while Kyber attacks Bodhi's fingers playfully.

[wheatencrown]

"They all sound delicious. Have you been able to find seeds?"