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calmbeforethe) wrote2013-04-10 09:47 pm
calmbeforethe) wrote2013-04-10 09:47 pm
05 . action + voice
[It's been some time since the TERRACE draft. While it was not her first and while Ororo was no stranger to violence and war and even death, it is always difficult to come face to face with them as she did a week ago. After all, she may treasure peace,but given the nature of her powers and the situation they were caught in, she was forced to see that she was also quite good at making war when she needed to. And although she loved her powers dearly, times like the draft reminded her how destructive they could be.
Now, a week and a bit later, she intends to remind herself that that was not all her mutation was good for.
So after her morning Danger Room session at the Battle Dome, Ororo spends some time at the Flower Shop and the Item Store, both located in the center of town. In the former, she hovers over packets of seeds thoughtfully, also selecting a few already potted plants that she figures she might transfer to her budding garden. In the latter, she looks around for any helpful tools she might find useful - trowels, shovels, a spritzing bottle for the more delicate plants, and even considers a wheelbarrow for several minutes - ultimately she decides it's too much effort to bring it all the way back to the house. She does end up making multiple trips - not that it was too much of a bother for someone who could fly.
In the afternoon, she can be found in the garden in front of House 16. No gardening gloves for her, Ororo likes the feeling of sinking her hands into the earth. And anyway, yesterday's rain made the soil loose enough to work with easily. She goes about things generally quietly, though there are snatches of quiet conversation as she speaks fondly to her plants and, on some occasions, even softly humming to them. It's a lot of work, but that was fine. She found it therapeutic. And though she likes working alone, more often than not she at least had a little black raincloud to keep her company.
During a brief break from her gardenwork, Ororo decides to address her journal.]
As much as I love snow and frost, I must admit that spring is a favorite season of mine. It is so full of life, and color, and growing things. Rebirth. [She smiles serenely.]
Do you have any plans for this spring, Luceti? I know I will be busy coaxing my garden to bloom again after a winter's worth of sleeping.
Now, a week and a bit later, she intends to remind herself that that was not all her mutation was good for.
So after her morning Danger Room session at the Battle Dome, Ororo spends some time at the Flower Shop and the Item Store, both located in the center of town. In the former, she hovers over packets of seeds thoughtfully, also selecting a few already potted plants that she figures she might transfer to her budding garden. In the latter, she looks around for any helpful tools she might find useful - trowels, shovels, a spritzing bottle for the more delicate plants, and even considers a wheelbarrow for several minutes - ultimately she decides it's too much effort to bring it all the way back to the house. She does end up making multiple trips - not that it was too much of a bother for someone who could fly.
In the afternoon, she can be found in the garden in front of House 16. No gardening gloves for her, Ororo likes the feeling of sinking her hands into the earth. And anyway, yesterday's rain made the soil loose enough to work with easily. She goes about things generally quietly, though there are snatches of quiet conversation as she speaks fondly to her plants and, on some occasions, even softly humming to them. It's a lot of work, but that was fine. She found it therapeutic. And though she likes working alone, more often than not she at least had a little black raincloud to keep her company.
During a brief break from her gardenwork, Ororo decides to address her journal.]
As much as I love snow and frost, I must admit that spring is a favorite season of mine. It is so full of life, and color, and growing things. Rebirth. [She smiles serenely.]
Do you have any plans for this spring, Luceti? I know I will be busy coaxing my garden to bloom again after a winter's worth of sleeping.
[Action!]
Would you like to come inside? I could get some iced tea for us, if you like.
[Action!]
I wouldn't mind, no. Not at all! Or I could help you garden, if you want.
[Action!]
[Action!]
[She holds out a little package of seeds, too]
As promised! Orchids.
[Action!]
I have some seeds here for hydrangeas if you would like some, Saori. It is the least I can offer, in exchange.
Re: [Action!]
[She bobs her head cheerfully]
I'm so glad spring has finally come!
[Action!]
As much as I love winter, I have to agree. There's something beautiful about waiting for the flowers to return in full-force.
[Action!]
[Boy she's feeling very, very cheerful]
[Action!]
[Action!]
[She walks over and starts inspecting Ororo's work]
[Action!]
But I'm glad, then. It's been a trying last couple of months. We could all use a little sunshine.
[Action!]
We could. So many things at once. I must say that this has been probably the most eventful year of my life. [That's saying something too.] So many things all at once.
How about you, though, how have you been doing?
[Action!]
[Action!]
[-snip-snip-snip-]
The draft...was interesting. I hope you made it through after our little adventure alright.
[And what an adventure it was! Feedback loops of lightning abound]
[Action!]
And, well, I am here, am I not? [She gives Saori a vague little smile. That should speak for itself, certainly.]
[Action!]
[Saori can't help but smile, but there is a flicker of concern there. Ororo was, after all, human. And the human mind...well, she knew it didn't parse some things well.]
[Action!]
Don't worry yourself, Saori, I am all healed. I would show you my leftover scars, but I'm afraid they do not last very long at all.
[Action!]
[Well, she's managed to prune this plant now, and moves on to the next]
So, what are you looking forward to about spring the most, dear?
[Action!]
[On a whim, she clips one of the flowers in bloom, and tucks it behind her ear.]
[Action!]
It's the same for me. I love seeing things growing and hearing rain falling and...everything!