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∞ 82: Waiting for the next step [action]

[Now that things have calmed down around the village and the rain from earlier in the week has dried, Albert is getting around to cleaning up his poor garden. Long-wilted white and blue moonflowers and morning glories litter his garden where trellises are propped up next to them, so he's pruning and plucking them out from between the growing flowers.

His horse is hanging around the house today, eating from a bale of hay.

It's a pretty idle scene on a sunny day. At least he's not closed up in his room, reading old books and drinking wine. That can be saved for tomorrow, when the weather's even warmer.]

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After delaying your report as long as you did? I should be telling you to travel out to the desert fort for inventory.

[He holds his hands out, almost apologetically.] I'm afraid I don't have any other gloves. How are you?

[asdhflkja what. Not funny, bro.]

My sincerest apologies, brother. I meant to tell you sooner, but I was a little preoccupied. [You know. With being kidnapped. There was also the missing Flame Champion deal, but he didn't want Albert to know the other reason he was here.] Besides, I'm certain there's someone more suitable for a job like that.

Even more so when there is a spirit who can help with that.

[Sokka heads towards Albert's direction. He stops a moment to look at the horse. What a freakish animal. The head of an ostrich horse, but the body like a dragon moose. Creepy chimera thing. Sokka eyes it warily before turning his attention back to Albert.]

Nice day, huh?

It certainly adds another level to it all. [Out comes one weed. Onto the next.]

[Diana is flying low around town when sees the horse, and she lands in front of it. Thinking it's just a random horse, she approaches it and pats its head. She has an affinity with animals, but even then this one may not take a liking to her.]

[He carefully steps over his plants, noting how Sokka looks over at his horse. Astrid continues to peacefully eat, ignoring the two.]

Certainly, after last week. I presume you have been productive?

Of course there is. [He looks down at Caesar.] But it would be a sufficient way to make you miserable.

Shut up. Is this about the sheets? I can bring them out here, if you like.

I did. [He takes a look at the flowers.] I tried to focus on plants that will reseed themselves. [So he doesn't have to look for seeds and bulbs every year.]

You can, can you? But you wouldn't, because that would require too much unnecessary work.

I wouldn't be so sure if I were you, my dear brother. I was thinking I could lay in the grass, but that might be more comfortable.

I do appreciate the times when you manage to prove me wrong.

Is that so? [He smirks and then... falls back to lay in the grass.] Well. Maybe some other time, then.

[The horse has a few patches of healed skin where she was nipped by the Tease, but otherwise she's just fine. Astrid looks at the visitor, flicking her ears in greeting.]

[Predictable. Albert just shakes his head, continuing on his maintenance of his garden. He wouldn't be surprised if Caesar manages to fall asleep on his lawn.]

[It's not laziness this time. It's the whole, "He'd actually be more annoyed than appreciative." thing. Caesar knows how you are, Albert. He'll lay there quietly for a moment with his eyes closed, twirling the flower between his fingers before he sits up suddenly.]

Hey. Do you need anything? You know, to drink or something.

[If he's going to make himself comfortable on his brother's grass and steal his brother's food, he should probably offer him some, too, after all.]

[He raises a brow at Caesar's question -- both because he's asking and because he's implying that he's going to grab something from the kitchen.]

...Water. Try not to make a mess. [Raine would probably find the mess earlier than he would.]

I know, I know, and no fires.

[He stands up, then, tucking the flower into the pocket of his jacket and heading into the house. BRB trying not to make a mess of your kitchen, Albert.]

[Albert continues watching Caesar as he walks off and disappears into the house; he doesn't start working again until he hears Caesar's footsteps fading away as he moves further into the house.

He's making himself even more comfortable. He contemplates once again why his brother is doing this, and why he's allowing it.]

[And because the illusion doesn't work on animals, the red wolf sits down a few feet away with silly grin and wagging tail.] Hello!

Oh. [She gives a shrug of her shoulder, not really certain what to tell him. She felt fine, physically, but mentally...? ] I'm fine, recovering, but fine. How about you?

[At least it's nothing too weird this time. Caesar decides not to cause any trouble, heading straight to the kitchen to get a glass of water. He gets some water for himself, too, but he drinks it in the kitchen so he doesn't have to take the glass outside with him (you know, in case he does fall asleep in the grass). He returns to the yard a moment later, holding the glass out to Albert.]

Here.

[And this counts as Caesar's good deed for the day. Week. Whatever.]

[She reaches out for them, one hand outstretched to receive the scissors.]

It was a while ago. [One shoulder shrugs.] Three years. You learn to adjust. [Or you learn how to pretend you've adjusted.]

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