Digitalis Old English folklore said that foxes wore the flowers on their paws to silence movement and stealthily stalk prey. Healing, pain, insincerity, insecurity
[yeah. it is so obvious up close that she kind of feels a little bad she hadn't noticed this much. instead of being at his side though, she's stepping in front of him to look up at him. hey. heyyyy.]
Aren't you the one who said it first? All of us. You have to believe it for yourself, too.
Mmhm. Even if it's not easy. [she folds her arms over her chest, and the bracelets shift to reveal the loss again.] It's the only way we're going to solve this.
[while oocly it would be funny, please do not get swept down the leech river even though i'm now scared.]
A little bit, yeah. [she will be honest just because she feels like she can be, and maybe just to lighten the mood slightly.] And we can't give the cult that kind of satisfaction anyway, now can we?
Every little bit helps. [we have so many aggressively friendly people and very stubborn people.] Just because we're split up by housing now doesn't mean we should stop trying to make things better for each other.
Pretty generous, and maybe a bit conflicting all things considered...
[ This cult really said oh mailboxes? Yeah that's fine. ]
Don't worry about it. Need to stay moving around anyway.
Two more trips left though. Let's get that done, shall we.
[ We can wrap up here handwaving that bit. Also putting it in writing here also just for posterity but like tomorrow-ish he'll also deliver the lavender in a pot. We are turning this church into a home... ]
[all things considered it is weird, but cults are weird. so onward and forward with hay! she is going to be concerned about this man for a while now! but yes we can handwave the rest and close this for something new after people are dead/trial/etc. thank you for plant, may it grow and make the village less stinky...]
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Aren't you the one who said it first? All of us. You have to believe it for yourself, too.
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But he decides against it, running a hand through his hair. Alll-mer, what he'd give for a comb. ]
Right. So I did.
Chin up, then.
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Mmhm. Even if it's not easy. [she folds her arms over her chest, and the bracelets shift to reveal the loss again.] It's the only way we're going to solve this.
[not giving up, at least.]
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Yup. For better or worse.
Can't afford to fall over here... and it'd be a pretty pathetic way to go out besides.
[ After all he'd been through... imagine he just washes away in the leech river never to be seen again. ]
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A little bit, yeah. [she will be honest just because she feels like she can be, and maybe just to lighten the mood slightly.] And we can't give the cult that kind of satisfaction anyway, now can we?
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Nope.
[ She's right. Can't have that. ]
That's why we're putting in all this effort to not live in squalor too, yeah?
[ Well, they might just not care, but the cast's proven themselves to be a primarily very resilient bunch. ]
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...It's barely housing, anyway. It's where my mail goes, apparently. Not sure if that means I should be expecting things regularly.
And I'm here now in the church, aren't I?
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But you are. [and she seems happy about that.] I'm grateful for the assist, you know? So...thank you.
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[ This cult really said oh mailboxes? Yeah that's fine. ]
Don't worry about it. Need to stay moving around anyway.
Two more trips left though. Let's get that done, shall we.
[ We can wrap up here handwaving that bit. Also putting it in writing here also just for posterity but like tomorrow-ish he'll also deliver the lavender in a pot. We are turning this church into a home... ]
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[all things considered it is weird, but cults are weird. so onward and forward with hay! she is going to be concerned about this man for a while now! but yes we can handwave the rest and close this for something new after people are dead/trial/etc. thank you for plant, may it grow and make the village less stinky...]