∞ 54: Gardening [action]

[chikaidestroyer]

[For all intents and purposes, Albert shouldn't be outside of the house. He especially shouldn't be doing any sort of work that will strain his neck. And yet, he's crouched over a flowerbed with a listless expression, pulling weeds. Oh, how the mighty have fallen?]

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[idle-magic.livejournal.com]

[What's this? Albert's gardening? But Luc's pretty sure that kid was saying he was injured. He pauses in his admittedly aimless walk to...watch, for now.]

[chikaidestroyer]

[Oh, he most certainly is injured; his turtleneck can't quite hide all of his bandages. He continues to work, a growing pile of weeds to one side.]

[idle-magic.livejournal.com]

[Those bandages are quite noticeable, yes.]

...Shouldn't you be resting or something?

[chikaidestroyer]

[Albert blinks at the familiar voice, and has to shift his entire torso to look over at the inquirer. He could be resting, but he just chooses not to.]

[idle-magic.livejournal.com]

[There's something worrisome about this...probably the injuredness.]

You don't look all that great, you know. Pulling weeds probably isn't the best thing for you to be doing right now.

[chikaidestroyer]

[It's probably a good thing that Luc had not met Albert prior to arriving in Luceti. That would have made this entire situation that much more worrisome. He shakes his head, as if saying "So?"]

[idle-magic.livejournal.com]

[The silence is kind of bothering him too. He shifts somewhat awkwardly.]

...So why're you gardening anyway? Is it a hobby of yours?

[chikaidestroyer]

[Albert nods, somewhat amused that Luc feels awkward. Teenage uncertainty, isn't it? It should be noted that the Pale Gate mark on his forehead hasn't disappeared since he returned.]

Surprised?

[idle-magic.livejournal.com]

[Luc's gaze lingers on that mark a moment before slipping of to the side. It's somewhat hard to miss, and he's pretty sure it wasn't visible before.]

Well...a little bit, I guess.