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 Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2016 3:54 pm
who | Luka, Emmerich Fisch, and Vesna.
when | Early afternoon
where | At the Gaian Garden Center just outside of Durem.
weather | A slightly drizzly summer day.
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Emmerich Fisch lumbered quietly through the biggest greenhouse at the Gaian Garden Center. Somewhere above his head, his makeshift granddaughter zipped through the hanging flowerpots, taking pictures with her phone.
"This one'll get a lot of likes, because it's a shot you can only get if you can float," she announced matter-of-factly, showing him her phone as she uploaded the picture to Instagram. "Everyone compliments me on my camera angles. I've got, like, fifty whole followers." She watched as Emmerich nodded patiently, and added, "If you got an Instagram, I'd have fifty-one. You could put pictures of your knitting projects on it!"
Emmerich considered this, but before he could reply, Vesna had zipped up to the ceiling again. They had come to the Garden Center to pick up plant food, but it hadn't taken long for her to get distracted. Emmerich had let her wander. Since he had once been through recovery for undeath, Emmerich had a tendency to spoil Vesna more than Lorenzo, but not more than his wife, Nicolina, who had been waiting to have a granddaughter to spoil since Lorenzo's birth.
"Vesna," he said finally, his voice tinged with the curious muttering accent of someone whose tongue was a little rotted. "We should stay focused."
"Vesna?"
Vesna zipped back down again. "O...kay. Just... Let me uplooooaaad this oneeeeee... And, done!" She grinned and held out her phone. "What do you think? I took a pic of pretty much everything cool in the greenhouse, right?"
Emmerich smiled beningly, leaning down to look at the tiny phone, but as he did so, his eye caught a figure in the background of one of the pictures.
"Is that a raevan?" he asked.
"What?!" Vesna said, whipping the phone back to her and squinting. "Oh my gosh!! It is!" She zipped back into the air and scanned the horizon.
"Hey!! I'm a raevan, too!!!" she called when she spotted her prey across the greenhouse. Waving her arms, she floated rapidly over, leaving her grandfather trailing clumsily in her wake.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2016 4:10 pm
Camellia
Chrysanthemum
Hydrangea
Red Spider Lily
Luka look down at the notepad, he just had one flower left to find. He wanted the garden to be perfect for next year when spring would roll around. With all the things that happened this year, he needed something calming like taking care of the garden to look forward to.
Luka's attention was drawn away however as he heard someone speaking to him. "Hmmm?" It wasn't until the word Raevan registered in his head that the Frei's honeyed orbs locked onto Vesna's face. A smile slowly forming at the Satyr's lips. "Hello, I'm Luka. And, who might you be? I've never seen you before." He mused, charmed by her appearance.
There was something... different about this one. Every time he blinked, her appearance seemed to change by just a detail. From the coloring of her cheeks to the fragrance of the flowers on her clothes, to even the sheen of her clothes. "You're quite an eyeful. Are you here by yourself? You should be careful, I can see you attracting a lot of unwanted attention form people." Luka paused as soon as the words left his mouth. "I'm not trying to be patronizing, I just find it's better to err on the side of caution."
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2016 5:57 pm
Vesna's eyes widened as she was reprimanded for sticking out too much. "I'm sorry!" she said, glancing around fretfully. She didn't mind sticking out, but many of Lorenzo's clients preferred to lie low in crowds when they could, being that being undead wasn't always seen as a good thing. She was with Emmerich today, but she had forgotten to be mindful of that fact until Luka had somewhat unwittingly pointed it out.
She cleared her throat and floated closer to ground level, hoping to set them off on the right foot again. "I'm Vesna!" she offered, sticking out a gloved hand and adjusting her posture to be more like Lorenzo's when he was being Professional. "Pleased to make your acquaintance, Luka. I've never seen you either, but I haven't seen many people yet."
"You're a frei, like me, right?" she asked, looking at his torso. He seemed older from the way he talked to her, more like Cesc than Yuri or Eden. Choosing to interpret his earlier comment on her appearance as a compliment, she added, "You look really cool, too! Your wings are, like, angelic and demonic. I've seen people like you," she informed him, "In videogames."
His comment about whether she was alone caught up with her finally, and she added, "No, I'm here with my grandpa!" Turning behind her, she waved to Emmerich, who was lumbering along at his own pace in the distance, eyes glowing faintly. "He's kinda slow. And he can't float or anything, which doesn't help."
Turning back to Luka, she said "Do you have an Instagram? Mine's sailorvesna. I was taking pictures of the flowers to upload, and Grandpa noticed you in the background, so I really wanted to find you!"
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