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Day 270 ♊Fuck off, assholes, can't you see I'm flowerpicking
Who: The Helmsman and Disciple
Open: Closed
When: 270
Where: from the Tower to the Skyway
What: The Helmsman is on now on a mission, and he's dragging his favorite cat along
Format: Prose
Warnings: Psii's mangled quirk and language
As was becoming slowly custom, Psii had gone off on his own to lay in grass and wander around a bit. Unlike other times, however, he's actually done something called "social interaction" and, well, that's just about changed everything for the plan today.
It's best demonstrated when he returns to the hive, glancing inside only long enough to make sure that Disciple is both there and awake.
g3t 1n th3 f0ur wh33l3d tr4n2p0rt4t10n v3h1cl3 l023r w3'r3 901n9 fl0w3r p1ck1n9
And with that, he starts to float right back out of the apartment.
Open: Closed
When: 270
Where: from the Tower to the Skyway
What: The Helmsman is on now on a mission, and he's dragging his favorite cat along
Format: Prose
Warnings: Psii's mangled quirk and language
As was becoming slowly custom, Psii had gone off on his own to lay in grass and wander around a bit. Unlike other times, however, he's actually done something called "social interaction" and, well, that's just about changed everything for the plan today.
It's best demonstrated when he returns to the hive, glancing inside only long enough to make sure that Disciple is both there and awake.
g3t 1n th3 f0ur wh33l3d tr4n2p0rt4t10n v3h1cl3 l023r w3'r3 901n9 fl0w3r p1ck1n9
And with that, he starts to float right back out of the apartment.
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20 wh3r3 d0 w3 f1nd fl0w3r2
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"Hey I didn't realize I was also the search party as well as the backup. Um, look for bushes and splashes of color. If you see all reds and pinks and blue trunks then we've gone way too far and ended up where I came in."
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The only thing he really remembers is that initial journey away from the scrapheap that was once a part of their glorious Empress' ship. He thinks there were flowers along the way, certainly, but there was no telling what would keep from killing people at a party. He finally detaches from her side, glancing around disinterestedly.
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"I wasn't exactly looking for flowers but I suppose it's all the same skills. Hunting moving things is harder after all."
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That's the obvious way to find flowers, after all, isn't it? He floats over to a rather dull bush, poking at it with psionics and a dubious frown.
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She's walking pretty fast though, do keep up.
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Still, he speeds up until he's practically clinging to her side again. The whole land is foreign and alien, but what else is new? He prods curiously at each plant they pass, flowering or not.
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She laces her fingers through his and points out a a bit of land far ahead with little bunches of pretty yellow flowers scattered over the surface and along the edges.
"There we go, purrfect."
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That makes a world of difference, clearly.
As she points out the flowers, he tries to float ahead with her still attached. Yellow... Hopefully that's a good sign, and not a poisonous one.
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She lets go if he starts to pull ahead and when they've reached the first bunch of them, she kneels to give them a closer look. They seem alright. She snaps a stem and lifts it to her nose for a sniff. Caution is for suckers.
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"It's pretty, isn't it? Smells nice. If you like strong flowers at least."
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Yes, that's a thing he's very concerned about even as he levitates the flower out from between her fingers. That would be just like one of his hallucinations, to make something as obnoxious as 'death by flower' happen.
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"Really? Flower death? Do you really think I'm going to die from a flower?" She reaches over and pets the petals, "Who's died from smelling a flower? Eating them, sure, but smelling?"
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Obviously he thought that, god, why else would he be so concerned? When she doesn't immediately keel over, however, he tentatively brings the flower closer to himself. Okay, that... sure is strong.
p0ll3n c0uld d0 20meth1n9
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But she's not here for the botanical conversation, she's hear to decide if they can use these flowers.
"Well mister worried, do you deem it safe?"
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y34h 1 gu322
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"Oh really? Why thank you, oh worrywart."
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Y0u w3r3 901n9 t0 d0 wh4t3v3r y0u w4nt3d t0 d0 4nyw4y
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She weaves a few flowers together and leans over to tuck behind Psiioniic's ear. Adorable. She grins and takes the first flow to tuck it behind his other one. He doesn't match but it's cute anyways.
1/3
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"Hey, come on, it looks good! Yellow is your color!"
Yellow and green leaves. She needs something red this instant.
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Yeah, he's still keeping himself faced away from her and being generally annoyed. They're supposed to be using these stupid dumb things to decorate some party, not decorate him.
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