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

[heal_theworld]

"That should at least keep you busy for a while." And out of his room instead of locking himself away as a hermit, but then again, even when he did people kept visiting him. Once-ler really was a terrible hermit.

[whichwayyoulean]

And he was only getting worse at it, it was worrying him a touch, as if this was something that could eventually get out of hand again, like it did back home.

"I hope so, I haven't done any building work since-" since he made his factory. "Since a long time."

[heal_theworld]

Martel wasn't worried about it as much as he was, because he was wiser now. It already happened once, she doubted he would make the same mistake again. At least without quite a few people telling him off for even trying it.

"Then it will get you back into the swing of things."

[whichwayyoulean]

He had people here, good people, who looked out for him, people he wasn't sure he even deserved. But there was a part of him that still expected them to just leave one day. And then who would be there to save him from himself?

"Yeah, I've really missed it," then he smiles. "And how have you been?"

[heal_theworld]

"I've been good. Keeping busy. Planting flowers." She gestures at the flowers she's planted. "Nothing much different than normal."

[whichwayyoulean]

"So I can see," he smiles a little softly. "I'm almost a little sad we missed her."

[heal_theworld]

Martel smiles sadly as she looks down at the flowers. "So am I. But...I'm certain she's being taken care of."

[whichwayyoulean]

"Yeah, and with my leg and with mom wandering around...well, it's probably better she stayed there."

[heal_theworld]

"Probably. Which reminds me...have you seen your mother lately?" It was just mere curiosity, but she wanted to know if the woman had bothered with Once-ler since getting here. She would think that she would, but what she had heard didn't really leave her with much hope.

[whichwayyoulean]

The Once-ler's smile faded a little.

"No, I haven't. I haven't seen her since she arrived."

[heal_theworld]

"...she didn't even come and check up on you with your broken leg?"

Somehow Martel is not even surprised, considering how it seemed that she never really cared about his welfare to begin with.