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

[theabjectauthor]

"I wouldn't dare presume to put you in such an awkward position," he replies, vaguely horrified at the thought of possessing such terrible manners. Inwardly, he dreads the day the castle inflicts such behavior on him involuntarily - he's seen the changes it makes to other people, and knows it's quite likely and rather inevitable. It doesn't do to dwell on it before it's even happened, though, and he quickly pushes it to the back of his mind.

"How much time would you like to prepare? I'll leave it to you to decide when we meet."

[heal_theworld]

"Oh, I won't take that long. Twenty minutes, half an hour at most."

[theabjectauthor]

With a polite nod, he smiled and tipped his hat. "Then I will wait patiently in the lobby, and see you shortly.". He had no trouble waiting however long she might need to finish before going to clean up... Watching passersby was a favorite pastime, and he still had his book, after all.