Let it grow, let it grow

[heal_theworld]

Who: Martel and you!
What: Planting flowers in the garden.
When: Today!
Where: Outside in the garden
Rating: ...T, just to be safe?


Martel was out in the garden on her down time, and for once she wasn't playing her panpipes. No, she had decided the garden needed some more flowers. And not just any flowers. The fandalia flowers she had gotten from home for Christmas had flourished in her room, and were growing out of their large pot. So Martel had taken it upon her to take a good portion of them out to the courtyard and into the garden. She intended to plant them by the truffula tree, and hopefully they would grow around it into a field of white fandalia flowers. She had also brought her Oddish out, who was currently pretending to be a plant in the corner. Every so often it moved and made a noise, but otherwise it stood silent, soaking up the rays of the sun.

She had just dug a small hole, and was placing a few of the flowers into the hole, covering it up with dirt. Then she stood up, looking around and spoke mostly to herself:

"I suppose I can spread them out a bit, to make sure they do grow."

[ooc: Open to prose or actionspam!]

Comments

[hometutor]

Of course he does, can't be letting his secret get out now can he?

He just brushes his suit off for a moment before reaching up to tug on his sideburn again, following her over to watch her as they talk.

"Leon's visiting someone, and my hat is his favorite perch." So it seemed natural to pass both hat and Leon along to whoever they were visiting. Yup.

[heal_theworld]

She's carefully digging out a hole to place the flowers in when he says that, and she looks up at him.

"...You gave your hat to someone?" Sorry, he may try to hide it but she knows what Reborn giving his hat to someone means. Especially with Leon. He's done it to her enough times. "Who?"

[hometutor]

Yes she does, and it's why he's not looking at her and instead wanders over to look at her Oddish, curious about the Pokemon.

"Someone who needed it." He's not saying who though, not yet because that would mean admitting he cares about Tsuna like that, yeah.

[heal_theworld]

Well, that wasn't wonderfully vague. It must be someone he trusts, or else he would have them back by now. If she had been thinking, she would have remembered that he had named Tsuna earlier, but she wasn't, and didn't.

"I'm sure, since you don't give your hat to just anyone." She watches him inspect her Oddish, amused while it pretends to be part of the scenery. "It's an Oddish. Its name is Leafy."

[hometutor]

Yes well, you know, thoughts and things. She's been busy hearing about his possible alternate future after all, she has every right to not remember him mentioning Tsuna.

Instead he reaches out to try and touch one of it's leaves, tilting his head towards her as he does. "It's good at blending into it's surroundings."

[heal_theworld]

It moves away from him, giving a little nervous 'Oddish!' at him. Martel just laughs a bit.

"It's a thing called a Pokemon. Last year we went to a world that was populated with them, and everybody in the castle got one. There they fight them for prizes and to make them stronger. It seemed all rather inhuman to me."

[hometutor]

It's not like he's much taller then the Oddish after all, so he follows but only after thinking for a moment and then moving down into a handstand to be at Oddish eye level.

"That would be to us looking in on it. Did Tsuna get one?" Now he's curious.

[heal_theworld]

The Oddish stares at him, but doesn't try to move away. Because small human, what are you doing?

"No, he wasn't here yet. He arrived sometime after."

[hometutor]

Going to enter into a staring contest with you, Leafy, of course! Which is precisely what he does after a small wave, quickly putting his hand back down on the ground so he doesn't fall over.

"He must be disappointed missing that then." Is he being sarcastic or not? Who knows. "How long after that did he get shot?"

[heal_theworld]

Leafy will just stare back, wondering about this human and how his owner even knows this tiny human.

"A few months. We went there in April, and the expedition was in August. He must have arrived in-between then. We met on the expedition, on the way to Lastlook. He got shot a few days later." Martel is carefully planting the flowers now, covering their roots over with soil.