Digitalis Old English folklore said that foxes wore the flowers on their paws to silence movement and stealthily stalk prey. Healing, pain, insincerity, insecurity
Don't need to build it as thick as a bale, or compress it this hard. Shouldn't be too hard to transport it to the church in a few trips. The few positives of this place being really small.
Now that you've mentioned it, I wonder if they'll even notice...
[so! picking up some hay. it's a little scratchy, but you know what it's fine.]
Three trips ought to do it between the two of us! One pile for each person. [she will politely wait for him even if she is very much thinking about something.]
[ Imagine barn squad really is like hey assholes return us our hay. He'll kind of gather it up a bit trickily, but maybe there's things... around... there's buckets? Buckets of hay it is. He's average strength more or less and he's had a few days to recover, so he can carry this fine. ]
Got it in there somehow...
[ What's on your mind, Aerith. ]
Not that I've forgotten the directions or anything... but lead the way.
[i'd believe it. but they can take their hay-buckets/armfuls of hay and begin to walk. she will in fact take the lead with a little nod, gracefully turning around and heading out and down toward the church.
she is kind of thinking both about the words she caught from daan, her own words, and what she'd just told him. it means that when she asks the next question, it's with an open sense of vagueness to let him decide how to answer.]
...Daan. Do you worry about the future? Or do you let it come as it comes to you?
[ He's quiet for a moment -- long enough that you'd be forgiven for thinking he hadn't heard it. But right before it turns into too awkward of a breadth, he finally speaks. ]
Depends on what you're getting at...
Still, don't think I can do much when the future comes. Worry or not.
[honestly he could have ignored her entirely and she unfortunately would be like "okay valid" and change the subject entirely. but he does answer with time. and that's enough.]
Some things can happen in the past that change how a person views the future. And being here now is maybe almost like a detour of a new future. At least until we can get back.
[oh so this is why he was voted the saddest man...
she does not think this. that's me. what she seems to think is that she's a little surprised when he volunteers more information on his own. she's been trying to be good about not asking too much of him too fast, and she's aware this conversation could turn differently if she isn't careful. there's a nose of agreement though.]
Yeah. You could think there's a change for the better, but something happens and it immediately falls apart. [it happens.] ...what were the things you used to look forward to?
[ Yeah. Like he was annoyed about it being put on blast on main but OOCly unfortunately it's probably true. ]
...
Little things. Anything. Nothing that interesting.
Waking up to spend the day doing... whatever. Take a walk down to the city, see the park. Do some shopping if we felt like it. Think we had plans to visit the Vatican City some time. The Ministry's churches are said to be pretty beautiful.
...even the little things that don't mean much to anyone can mean something with the right people. I think sometimes it's more about who you're with than what you're doing. [again, just a gentle prompt to see if he wants to elaborate.]
[...she is assuming this man is a widow, actually.]
When it's someone you love, even the most mundane things feel exciting, I think. And when they're gone...so's the magic. [so she thinks, perhaps, she can understand a little of why he no longer has anything to really look forward to.]
[ He briefly debates whether to be oblique about it, since she hasn't actually said her assumptions out loud... but he can read between the lines and get at her implications.
He's tired, suddenly. In a different way, like he's really just lost everything. Heavy grief. ]
...Can't be much more than a week or two... time has been a blur.
[...it's in this moment aerith kind of realizes this maybe wasn't the kindest option she could have taken. daan's helping her when he doesn't have to, and she's here asking questions that are obviously going to be difficult talking about.]
...I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked. [because like. that's so recent, god. hello?]
anyway. she wasn't being nosy or rude, no, but she does still feel like an asshole because...well. she's seen it very recently. she's seen how grief settles quietly in someone, people who don't know where someone they love has gone and are holding onto the hope that no news is good news. she's seen how it settles deeply in someone, when it's old memories that have no chance of healing over no matter how long it's been. and she's seen how it settles when it's something fresh, when there's really been no time to process and a person feels that there's a hollow ache where that person should be. a young man in denial who doesn't really know it's true. a teenage girl crying and swearing she'll fix everything.
so yeah. she maybe should have known better than to pry. does she say any of this? of course not. but her entire demeanor seems quiet and apologetic if anything, even as she politely looks away.]
I know. But it should have been up to you if you wanted to talk about it, I think. Especially when it was so recent.
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All of us. No matter what it takes.
[let's think about hay though.]
...do you think the people staying at the barn will mind if we take this? I don't want to leave them with less padding for themselves.
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If they do we can barter again further down the line, I'm sure.
[ Lets go, dorm wars 2. ]
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I guess that's true. And there's plenty here, especially with only six of them staying here.
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Don't need to build it as thick as a bale, or compress it this hard. Shouldn't be too hard to transport it to the church in a few trips. The few positives of this place being really small.
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[so! picking up some hay. it's a little scratchy, but you know what it's fine.]
Three trips ought to do it between the two of us! One pile for each person. [she will politely wait for him even if she is very much thinking about something.]
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Got it in there somehow...
[ What's on your mind, Aerith. ]
Not that I've forgotten the directions or anything... but lead the way.
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she is kind of thinking both about the words she caught from daan, her own words, and what she'd just told him. it means that when she asks the next question, it's with an open sense of vagueness to let him decide how to answer.]
...Daan. Do you worry about the future? Or do you let it come as it comes to you?
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Depends on what you're getting at...
Still, don't think I can do much when the future comes. Worry or not.
...
I don't have a lot of thoughts about it...
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Some things can happen in the past that change how a person views the future. And being here now is maybe almost like a detour of a new future. At least until we can get back.
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To be totally honest, I don't have much going for me right now...
I've just got one thing, more or less, driving me forward.
...
I wasn't always like that. Plenty of things to look forward to.
[ He speaks plainly, little if any deeper inflection in his voice to sway one way or another. ]
You can always lose everything in a moment.
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she does not think this. that's me. what she seems to think is that she's a little surprised when he volunteers more information on his own. she's been trying to be good about not asking too much of him too fast, and she's aware this conversation could turn differently if she isn't careful. there's a nose of agreement though.]
Yeah. You could think there's a change for the better, but something happens and it immediately falls apart. [it happens.] ...what were the things you used to look forward to?
["are they things you can get back?"]
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Little things. Anything. Nothing that interesting.
Waking up to spend the day doing... whatever. Take a walk down to the city, see the park. Do some shopping if we felt like it. Think we had plans to visit the Vatican City some time. The Ministry's churches are said to be pretty beautiful.
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...even the little things that don't mean much to anyone can mean something with the right people. I think sometimes it's more about who you're with than what you're doing. [again, just a gentle prompt to see if he wants to elaborate.]
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[ Absently. He seems to have missed the memo of prompt altogether, walking along. ]
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...you mentioned we...?
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Me and my wife.
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When it's someone you love, even the most mundane things feel exciting, I think. And when they're gone...so's the magic. [so she thinks, perhaps, she can understand a little of why he no longer has anything to really look forward to.]
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That's pretty much how it was.
[ Once at the church, he'll set his hay down and rotate his shoulder a bit. He's still got a bit of lasting soreness all around. ]
Sounds like maybe you'd know a thing or two.
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Maybe. [a light agreement, because it's a little complicated.] How long has it been?
[since you lost whoever this was.]
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He's tired, suddenly. In a different way, like he's really just lost everything. Heavy grief. ]
...Can't be much more than a week or two... time has been a blur.
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...I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked. [because like. that's so recent, god. hello?]
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Technically no actual timeline but like. Based on things and a logical flow. Yeah it is turbo-recent. ]
You weren't asking anything particularly untoward.
[ She wasn't being nosy, or nasty. And by all accounts, she's been very pleasant. ]
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anyway. she wasn't being nosy or rude, no, but she does still feel like an asshole because...well. she's seen it very recently. she's seen how grief settles quietly in someone, people who don't know where someone they love has gone and are holding onto the hope that no news is good news. she's seen how it settles deeply in someone, when it's old memories that have no chance of healing over no matter how long it's been. and she's seen how it settles when it's something fresh, when there's really been no time to process and a person feels that there's a hollow ache where that person should be. a young man in denial who doesn't really know it's true. a teenage girl crying and swearing she'll fix everything.
so yeah. she maybe should have known better than to pry. does she say any of this? of course not. but her entire demeanor seems quiet and apologetic if anything, even as she politely looks away.]
I know. But it should have been up to you if you wanted to talk about it, I think. Especially when it was so recent.
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[ He's cognisant of that much. He's already let out the blaze of grief -- he's just the ashes now. ]
Nothing I did or do will bring her back, but why... I'd just like to know why.
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but she's not going to ask that part right now, actually.]
Do you think there's any way that you may be able to find that answer?
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