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Greening up the Greenhouse
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.
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.
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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."
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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?"
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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."
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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."
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"I am aware. I know she's not actually--I just don't want her to get caught up in this. And if I pretend she can avoid it by just being smart enough, who would blame me."
She gives the ceiling another look and sighs.
"It must know how tall we are somehow. I feel like you could make it infinitely tall if you could actually exploit that."
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"Maybe we could talk to someone who was here before Dread arrived, to see if that was the case?"
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"We could. If they changed to suit the heights of whomever comes aboard, we just need to get a person as tall as the trees to wander through. Very simple. I'm sure we could just conjure one up, no problem."
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She pantomimes a tree growing slowly, a furtive movement of her hands up and up.
"I'll give it a shot."
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"Let's just try one down here before we make big plans. I'm still not sure how well this will work." As for type... "Cherry maybe? They have lovely flowers but still provide fruit. And I've seen some on the smaller side. All the nut trees tend to get so big."
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She taps her chin, thinking, "I don't know how many points I have. We'll have to see whenever we get to another station, I guess. But if we get any, I can plant and grow it. Just hopefully not too much."
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"We'll do our best," Glorfindel. "It's really all we can do."
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