∞ 92: Warming weather [action]

[chikaidestroyer]

[He didn't send out an announcement of any kind when they returned home. Others had already announced their dead and offered any words of encouragement or frustration.

Instead, Albert spent the days following the draft ... working on his flower beds. March had brought with it a warm spell, meaning that his seeds would be germinating and eventually sprouting. This is also the time for pulling down the dried vines from his trellises.

It's a lot of work (and a lot of garden), so he'll be out and around the house until late in the day. It's as dusk approaches that he can be found sitting on the porch, watching three tiny owls perched on the porch fencing.]

...Welcome back.

Comments

[chikaidestroyer]

Things in Luceti would have to change, whether that be the world, our situation, or myself. [wryly] Unlikely, but Shifting makes many things possible.

[wise_maiden]

It does.

But you would not like that.

[chikaidestroyer]

Would you like your thoughts changed under such duress? [He shakes his head.] "Friendship" in an altered state of mind would be meaningless.

[wise_maiden]

I meant a change to that way of thinking in general. Obviously it would be meaningless if a shift forced you to act in a way that made you into something you did not want to be.

[chikaidestroyer]

It is my way of thinking. It serves me very well.

[wise_maiden]

You've thought that way for a long time. It's understandable you'd be attached to it.

[chikaidestroyer]

[And he finishes eating.]

Of course.

[wise_maiden]

Something to think about. [She takes another small bite of her food, and notices that he's done.]

Are you feeling up to dessert?

[chikaidestroyer]

[He says nothing to the last comment of that topic.]

What is for dessert?

[wise_maiden]

[In answer she rises, walking over to the far counter where the cake had been kept out of view. Round, with yellow and green icing, and lemony like previous cakes.

Harder without Genis's help, but she did her best.]

What else?

[chikaidestroyer]

[He blinks at the colors of the cake, before rationalizing that they were spring-like colors for ... well, a spring-like month.]

Well, from that answer... Lemon cake?

[wise_maiden]

[She nods, smiling a little as she brings it over to set down in a space on the table. The creativity is focused more on the presentation, but aside from the seemingly odd-colors, it's nothing extreme.]

I thought that I'd try to stick with a familiar recipe for it.

[chikaidestroyer]

Ah, so you kept a recipe from the last time you baked it?

[He averts his eyes from the cake to Raine, nodding in approval.] It looks very nice, thank you.