Logs:Special Order
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| RL Date: 17 March, 2013 |
| Who: Barnabas, Liv |
| Type: [[Concept:{{{type}}}|{{{type}}}]] |
| What: Liv and Bones sort out a business transaction in the greenhouse. |
| Where: Greenhouse, High Reaches Weyr |
| When: Day {{{day}}}, Month {{{month}}}, Turn {{{turn}}} ({{{IP}}} {{{IP2}}}) |
| Mentions: Azaylia/Mentions |
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| Greenhouse, High Reaches Weyr A rustic and unadorned vestibule leads in from hewn spiral steps to a refitted ledge, enclosed by limestone pillars. Sturdy wooden framework captures elongated glass panes, tilted to absorb the most light during the day. The wash of heat from within, lush and humid, persists even into the dead of winter; the air is heady with the scent of fresh-turned soil and various flora. Long, deep troughs of soil line the inner stone wall, planted with an assortment of broad, leafy tropicals - practical and decorative alike. Fruit and vegetable baskets hang from rafters, optimizing space, tempting in reach with a perpetually ripening harvest. A series of stone shelving is devoted to flourishing, aromatic herbs and new green shoots; even the softest touch releases a burst of savory scent from tender leaves. Amidst the greenery, a handful of wooden benches have been scattered, making this a temptingly warm and secluded spot to sit. Shuttered vents serve to regulate humidity and heat given off from a small hot spring recessed into an alcove at the back; a secondary pool with cooler waters siphons off to provide a constant, fresh supply for irrigation. A small potting station nearby is cluttered with watering cans and gardening tools of various uses, with a wooden bin for composting materials tucked underneath. Spring brings with it some respite from the harsh weather of winter, although there's still some flurries now and then, today for example. Still, it's nice to be able to come outside and only have a light dusting to shake off when you come in again, versus small snowbanks piled up on your shoulders. Liv is doing just that as she steps into the greenhouse dressed in a light jacket, the lapels of which she jerks twice to rid herself of the flakes that gathered in the short trip she took. She also knocks the heels of her boots against the threshold before coming in all the way so as not to slick up the floor. Her attention immediately travels to a row of greenery, one pot in particular hooking her in. Whatever she actually came in here for, it can afford a small detour. The greenhouse is as quiet as can be, only the distant sounds of trickling waters distant in it's deeper recesses. The spring waters disrupt the silence, but only add to the tranquility, and taking advantage of the comfortable heat of those waters is Bones, who's using some of the heated spring to wet a cloth and clean his hands of wet potting soil. There was no shortage of plants that needed uprooting, moved from smaller pots to larger in cycle so that new seedlings would always have appropriately sized places to grow. In being the one to make those transfers, a gardener's hands can get quite dirty. "Be with you in a second!" Bones calls out in a promise to the unseen visitor, having picked up on the sounds of heels banged free of snow on the floor. It's a promise he follows up on quickly, giving his hands one last rinse before making his way towards his new guest. As a guest, Liv is patient. She arches back to catch sight of him when she hears his voice, but since he isn't looking her way she quirks her mouth and goes back to her study of the plant in front of her. When Bones is finished cleaning his hands and approaches, he'll find her bent at the waist, her nose an inch from whatever is growing in there. Only a glimpse of that is available though, because as soon as she realizes he's there she straightens to face him and smiles warmly. "Hello. Is this a bad time? I just thought I would check in." Bones, wearing his sleeveless dark denim vest and leather cuffs over otherwise bare torso, takes a moment to rub that warm wet cloth across the back of his neck before tossing it idly to the seat of a nearby bench. "Hey, it's Liv!" Spoken as though there was a third party that he'd be announcing her to, even though the two are very much alone. "Never really a bad time for me. Not much I'm doing that can't be held off till later these days." With hands slipping into his pockets, he makes his way over to the plant she was choosing to examine, giving her a quick rundown. "Y'like that one? That's a Red Butte Silkfern. I'unno why they call it Silkfern when it honestly feels more like Satin. Go on, touch." He motions with his head rather than unsheathe his hands. His announcement earns him a grin, Liv delighting in the enthusiasm since yes, they are the only two people in here. "Your time is just as important as anyone else's. But I'm glad I'm not imposing. Oh, this?" She looks down again to regard the plant that only moments ago she was having a moment with, as if she's never seen it before. "Oh, satin?" With a 'don't mind if I do' attitude, she reaches out her fingers to touch one of those leaves and smiles. "You're right. Maybe 'Satinfern' was already taken," she jokes, still idly rubbing her thumb across the leaf. "My snowblossom is doing quiet well," she reports suddenly, turning her smile on him now. Bones can't help but smile bigger as she strokes at the fern, a plant that like all the others he saw to the growth of himself. There's a little pride there, and more the mention of her previous gift. "I figured it would, they ain't too much trouble to keep going, but damn, they just make a room feel a little warmer." Figuratively of course. There's only a few seconds of looking at the fern before he suddenly tugs a hand free of his pants and snaps his fingers. "Speakin' of, I got that special order you were lookin' for, hehee!" There's a touch of mischief in his low chuckle, one that sees him move swiftly towards the back, near the more utilitarian tables. "Had to get Azaylia's permission on this one, what with worryin' about upsettin' local ecosystems and whatnot!" If she doesn't follow, he's more than willing to shout out to her from where he is, pulling out a latched wooden box out from behind several small potted trees. "It does. And it's nice to have something to take care of. Iyniroth hasn't needed me quite like that in some time." Bones's snap and chuckle combined makes her grin again, and all the more for his news. Liv actually doesn't follow him at first because first she wants to give the Silkfern one last little caress, but by the time he's pulling the box out she's there and waiting expectantly. "I didn't realize you had to go through so much trouble, thank you." His effort is worth it to her, who stands there like it's her birthday, her hands in her pockets likely so she won't start clapping them together, until that is she uses them to offer help vaguely in case he means to hand it to her, or otherwise needs help with it. "Is it heavy?" "It will be!" He skips right past her genuine thank yous to get right to answering her question, walking right up to her with the old oak box, and then unlatching it in front of her. When opened, the tiny little red clay pot is centered in a nest of damp wet rags, the humidity in the box is thicker than even that of the greenhouse, and the leaves on the little plant are wet with thin beads of moisture. "Just a little baby sapling here, but it'll last for years and years. Meet your new Grubsnapper!" The plant itself was only a few inches high, a darker green than most plants. It had a simple thin stem, but no leaves to speak of, only two eerie looking pinkish mouths with interlacing leafy teeth. "It ain't much to look at now, but if you keep it wet and fed, it'll get big enough to feed sandwich meat to! Ha!" There is something about someone being as excited about something as you are that makes the thing you're both excited about that much more exciting. Liv doesn't know what to do with her hands now that he doesn't need help with the box, and when he opens it she can only clutch them to her heart as she peers in to take a look. "Oh, my. Isn't she sweet. Oh little Grubsnapper." She isn't stupid, there will be a distinct lack of reaching in to play with this plant, so instead of going that route she turns her wide smile up at Bones and if she hadn't already said thank you, that would have been display enough of her gratitude. "She's beautiful. Thank you." Grubsnappers aren't male or female by any means, but Bones himself fell victim to gendered pronouns for his plants from time to time, and let Liv decree her plant as anything she chose. "Go on, take it out, it won't bite. So long as you don't shove your fingers in one of the mouths, hehe." The wooden case is opened wider so she could slip her hands in easy to tug out the small pot. "This one's a little more tricky to take care of then your Snowblossom though. Y'gotta keep it's leaves wet, so give it a spritz Like every eight or twelve hours or something. It don't need sun though, in fact puttin' it someplace cool and dark'll do you good. Some place where it might be able to attract some flies or beetles it can munch on. When it gets too big for the pot it's got, just lemme know, and I'll come re-plant 'em for yeah, alright?" Liv doesn't need a lot of urging, as soon as Bones opens the lid that much more she makes use of the space he gives her to slide her slender hands in and cage them around the pot to lift it out of the box. /Now/ she gives it the same treatment as the other plant, peering at those little pink mouths with sharp, curious eyes. "I think I know just where to put her," she says very evenly, then seems to remember something and lifts her eyebrows at the gardener. "How much do I owe you for doing this for me? I very much doubt I can get by on not telling anyone about your secret nap this time." "Well, let's see..." He puts a hand on the back of his neck as he ponders a price to set on such a thing, looking down at it as he does a recap. "There was travel time, research time, then time spent looking for a seller..." all of this is easy to say outloud, but there's one small factor that was throwing a wrench in his computations. He has no idea what to charge for his time, nor how much he had really spent. "I'unno, what seems fair to you?" Not a master haggler. During his out-loud calculating, or pseudo-calculating, Liv watches him steadily with what definitely qualifies as a stare. She's transferred the pot to the crook of her arm where she can cradle it there with one hand placed to steady it. Since he's having a hard time setting a price she takes over for him, and he asked anyway so it works. "Well I'd say easily three marks and a favor to cash in later." She smiles slyly. Liv's price seems fair to him right away, giving a shrug of his shoulders and a smile. "Yeah, sure, three marks and a favor. Maybe y'can give me a dragon ride somewhere or somethin', I'unno." He's about as nefarious with pricing as he is with favor-currying. "Your little snapper there is delicate, so I wouldn't wanna have you put down a bunch of marks for something that might not even make it up here at high reaches. It's more of a swamp weed, hehe." "A ride somewhere, certainly. Unless something else comes up that you think I, or we, could help with." She is half of a pair, isn't she. Liv reaches into her jacket pocket for her marks pouch, somehow wrangling that with holding the pot. She also proves to be able to count out three pieces and then re-pocket the pouch, all without even a close call. "Here, for your time," she announces, and proffers the money. "And I'll try to do right by her. But it's your time I'm paying for, even if this doesn't work out, I appreciate that you did it." Without even glancing down at the money, Bones plucks it from her hands with only a brief tough of his fingers at her palm. "It's no problem Liv. It was actually kinda fun. Y'know, diggin' up books to figure out what'd work for ya? They had these uhh, jug plants too. They just got nasty acid in the bottom and stuff falls in? But I figured you'd be more interested in the ones with teeth, ha!" Pretty much any time he barks out a laugh like that she grins. And when Liv grins, it changes her a little bit. She lays her hand back down on the pot of the bitey plant again and tries to button the grin down by pressing her lips together. "Good, I'm glad it was fun. I felt bad for asking you to do it after I realized how much you put into it. But if you got something out of it too it makes it better. And you were right, I was, am, more interested in the ones with teeth. Although the ones that don't eat things at all are interesting to me too. Like the Snowblossom." Her smile lingers for a moment more, then fades slightly. "I should probably get going. I have drills. But I wanted to come check in with you. I like being in here." "Awww, y'gotta leave me so soon, do ya?" The tone is playful, but despite the somewhat sarcastic tone there's an undercurrent of genuine disappointment. "Fair enough, duty calls and all that. But hey, you stop by any time you damn well please eh? Can't help but dig a lady who appreciates her plants." His grin broadens as he digs his hands into his pockets a little deeper. "Keep outta trouble, Liv." Judging by the look on Liv's face, he isn't the only one who's hiding or maybe not hiding disappointment. Duty does call, whether she likes it or not. Liv's smile returns, bolstered by the invitation for future visits. "I will. Maybe next time I'll bring something, since every time I've been in here so far I've taken something away. We can talk about plants." Which is suggested with sincere enthusiasm. She smiles one more time, gives him a careful little wave so as not to disrupt her cargo, and replies in kind, "You too, Bones. Thank you again." Her exit is an easy one, she's out the same way she came in.
CommentsComments on "Logs:Special Order"Azaylia (Dragonshy (talk)) left a comment on Mon, 18 Mar 2013 03:31:10 GMT.
Ceawlin (Ceawlin (talk)) left a comment on Mon, 18 Mar 2013 20:38:52 GMT.
I loved this scene. :D |
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Comments on "Logs:Special Order"Azaylia (Dragonshy (talk)) left a comment on Mon, 18 Mar 2013 03:31:10 GMT.
I love that this is a continuation on Liv looking for a carnivorous plant. The two really seem to get along- then again, you either love Bones or you hate him. XD
Ceawlin (Ceawlin (talk)) left a comment on Mon, 18 Mar 2013 20:38:52 GMT.
Can I have a carnivorous plant tooooo?
I loved this scene. :D
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