Greening up the Greenhouse

[springforth]

Who: Persephone (Open)
Where: Greenhouse mostly
When: Month Egret. Day 21
What: Perse has a bad morning and decides to be productive to make herself feel better
Warnings: None so far


OOC: Feel free to reply to any part of this, in the cabin or before she starts planting

She's spent longer on this train now than she'd been in Olympus. It doesn't really feel possible that it all happened in such a short time. It feels even less possible that she could be here months. Years? She stays curled up in her bunk that morning, staring at the wall. Crying maybe. A little. She's already had her birthday on here. What more is she missing at home? Nothing, because time doesn't move there like everyone said, or has Artemis been looking for her desperately. Would she have told her mom? Would Hades notice if she stoppped showing up to the internship?

Generally speaking, it's a bad morning. She drifts to a late breakfast and finally ends up in the greenhouse. There's a long moment where she wants to tear it all down. Her fists clench at the sight of her inane roses, her eyes fill red at the reminder that the greenhouse came with her arrival. She wants to break the walls, tear down the roses, claw up the burgeoning growth, destroy the smells and sights that remind her of her home, of her dreams. But she takes a deep breath. Hands relax, her eyes clear. Put into work. Wrath isn't helping anyone.


She sifts through the seeds, picking out ones for vegetables and fruits, leaving the ones for more decorative things to the side. Plenty of people have used this place for flowers. Herself included. Carefully, she trails one set of seeds in a thin line along the edge of a raised bed and covered them with soil. With a hand to the soil, she takes a deep breath and with a soft pink glow, plants curl up and out, unwinding leaves and blossoming. It continues until the blossoms fall and red strawberries hang fat and glistening. She picks one and holds it in her teeth as she stands to start the process all over.

Comments

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"Oh har har," said the tome from somewhere within that bramble. "I'm filing this one away under 'why you should never try to help someone'.?

[springforth]

I thought you wanted me to do something spring-like. Nothing more spring than roses.

[badassfreakingoverlord]

Well, at least she seemed a little cheered-up now.

"I miss my Netherworld, and its sensible zones of different climate wedged together in a bizarre patchwork."

[springforth]

"That sounds like a nightmare. Why don't your climates make sense?"

She's leaving him to stew in his rose prison for a while. Time to conjure up some herbs.

[sendiintheclown]

Pulling another strawberry from the plant, Trowa nodded. "I am. I do balancing acts, and am the target for the knife thrower. She's my sister, so it's easy for me to trust her."

[laurefindil]

"We have nothing but time," Glorfindel pointed out. "If it doesn't work out, we cut it down and start over. The wood would be good for arrow shafts and such, if so. As long as they can be useful, trees don't mind too much. Plus, if you don't mind my help, I can talk to them, see if they'll see it our way."

[marriedanidiot]

"Exactly!" She agrees and makes a noise of dismay.

"Oh dear, yes that would make things difficult! At least you are able to grow things to suit you better. Should we try and make preserves or jams?"

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"Those DO make sense!" What kind of a question was that? And no, he wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of complaining about the roses (at this precise second). "It's a Netherworld."

[springforth]

"We could. I don't know how long anything would keep on this train with so many people. I don't even know if what I make today will last the week."

She looks around, slightly dismayed at the thought of having to go through this every week. Or more. But it would give her something to do.

"Preserves would be best. Making pickles and preserves."

[marriedanidiot]

"If we labelled it for your specific use, perhaps?"

She considers. "Most others can eat meat, after all."

[springforth]

"You're welcome to try, if we give it a go."

As short as she is, she couldn't possibly hope to reach the ceiling, but still she reaches for it, trying to test just how far she could stretch a tree. If only this place was larger. Three times as tall and four times as wide. A willow would be lovely in the center. Might as well dream big if she's going to.

"Do you use a bow and arrow? My best friend is a very skilled archer."

[springforth]

"You would need a lot of trust for something like that. I've never seen a circus personally, but I've heard it's a fairly demanding profession."

Beneath her hands unfurls basil and beyond that, a stubby bush of rosemary. She keeps it slow, trying to keep it all under control.

[springforth]

"We don't have a Netherworld. And our climates tend be fairly uniform throughout. You know, changing depending on where they are."

She pokes a finger into the dirt and ponders. Then pulls back to show off a few quickly growing bunches of parsley. They sway as she stops, still moving with the sudden weight and effort of new growth.

"Even in the mortal world. We have an Underworld, where mortal go when they die."

[badassfreakingoverlord]

Hmm. She's a vegetarian, isn't she? Zetta had to ponder that -- was that actually weird, when her powers focused on growing plants?

"Oh, there's one SOMEWHERE in your universe. Universes are pretty big things after all. I'm not surprised Seedle's got his fingers in your place, though."

[springforth]

"Oh it's not necessary. I'm just grateful to have a space to do this."

She pats the ground with a little self deprecating smile, "I was going to miss the spring at home anyways. And I feel so much better when I'm working towards a goal."

[sendiintheclown]

"It certainly can be. Everyone has their own chores to do, and it's expected that you help out where you can once your own work is done. The lion tamer tends to rely on me a lot since the pair we have will let me do things even he can't. Like brush them." Eating the strawberry, Trowa watched in silent fascination as the herbs grew under her control.

[springforth]

"I am almost positive there isn't. If there was, the Titans or the gods would have found something somewhere. It wouldn't be unknown."

She pulls back quickly enough that nothing goes to flower yet, but there's a few buds forming. It'll go to seed in a few weeks.

"Who's Seedle?"

[laurefindil]

"If we fail, then at least we can say we tried," Glorfindel said. "To not try is an automatic failure."

He smiles as she reaches up on tip toe. "Do you need a boost?" he asked. "Or perhaps a crate to stand on, if you prefer?"

"I have been using them for...a very long time. I'd like to consider myself quite skilled as well." He tilts his head to the side. "Is your friend on this Train too?"

[springforth]

"Have a connection with them? Or just good with animals in general?"

The rosemary blooms in small spiky purple flowers and the basil unfurls large shining leaves. When her hands pull back, it looks like a garden at the height of spring.

"I'm fairly good with animals myself but I've not had the opportunity to meet lions in person."

[springforth]

"N-No, I'm fine! I just...thinking about height."

Persephone shakes her head, both at his offer and his question.

"Oh no, she's not here. Artemis would never let herself get snatched up. She's much smarter than that. She has important things to do."

[laurefindil]

Glorfindel gave her a look. There were a wide variety of beings on board that Train, and he was pretty sure that quite a few of them had things important to them that they were doing. "I know at least three beings on this Train who were dead. That did not seem to stop the Train from grabbing them."

He looked up at the ceiling. "I wonder...if the tree started touching the ceiling, would the train eventually raise it? It has made sure that the tallest amongst us are not perpetually bowed."

[marriedanidiot]

"I think that is true for many!" Nerdanel agrees wryly. "When folk get bored... why, strange things start happening!"

looking at you Feanaro.

"But I am gald you are able to find yourself something to do that helps. Is spring a special time for you?"

[badassfreakingoverlord]

Okay, minus points for not believing the Netherworld exists. "Ruler of the Underworld. Kind of sucks." No real acrimony in that, Zetta just thought Seedle wasn't any fun at all.

[springforth]

"Not in my world. Hades is King of the Underworld and he certainly doesn't suck."

Defensive Persephone is defensive. She sits back on her heels and gives him a Look.

"Some things are not universal, y'know."

[sendiintheclown]

"Just good with animals in general. My first day with the circus, I think I scared the owner when I put my hand in the lion cage. Boscoe, the male, was roaring and growling at me, trying to scare me off. But I just stayed calm and still, and after a few moments he came up and headbutted my hand." Trowa smiled fondly at the memory. He missed the lions almost more than his sister.

"I saw that there is a shop on this train, and that pets are something you can buy. If I get enough currency, I think I'll try to get a cat of some kind."