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[occulthymns]

[Euri has ventured out of her room tonight, though she's on a very specific mission. She's immediately heading to the conservatory with a bag slung over one shoulder and some pruning shears. Hoping the place is empty she'll start methodically picking through the flora, occasionally stopping to crouch down and make some cuttings that get shoved into her bag.

Despite spending all that time out past the city she doesn't look too different - no tan, back in some shorts and a shirt she found in her tower room. The biggest change is her hair - instead of a ponytail she's simply weaved some flowers in her hair, which has gotten longer.

As she works Euri has a determined expression on her face. She wants to get in and out as fast as possible, so that she doesn't have to deal with... anyone, really.]

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[wingdust]

[you know what else likes things like flowers and plants? Moths!

So, probably unsurprisingly, there is one floating around the conservatory... slowly making a dizzy beeline for the general vicinity of Euri's face]

[occulthymns]

[Moths are preferable to people! For a second Euri's mind is going to butterfly, but once Dusty is close enough she'll realize nope, definitely a moth.

She'll pause what she's doing and hold her hand out anyway.]

[wingdust]

[yep, just a little raggedy brown moth. But, when the girl holds out her hand, it flutters down onto it as if she'd actually asked it to]

[occulthymns]

[It's kind of cute!]

... I guess this would be a good place for a moth to live.

[wingdust]

[it waves its antennae in her direction, but sitting nicely on her hand isn't enough for very long. She feels like maaaagic, so the moth needs to get closer!

Up it flutters off her hand, and loops toward her face again]

[occulthymns]

...? [Euri leans back just a little, so she doesn't get the moth smacking into her eye or something unfortunate.]

[wingdust]

[...she might have to lean back more than just a little. This moth is apparently determined]

[occulthymns]

H - hey.... [She'll try holding her hand out again.]

[wingdust]

[nope, still determined. That moth is bent on landing in the magic-girl's hair. Or on her face. Whichever comes first.]

[ruminant]

[ Unfortunately, when she comes back inside, there's someone sitting on the front steps. And he kind of lifts a hand in greeting. Though he's not saying anything or making her sit down, so maybe that's a good thing. ]

[occulthymns]

[She's clutching her bag in her arms, and as she gets closer to the steps she just narrows her eyes cautiously and slows down.]

.....

[ruminant]

[ Trying not to peer too closely. ]

...would you like any help?

[occulthymns]

[In a cold, flat tone.]

No.

[ruminant]

Ah-- if you're sure.

[ A bit uneasy; he feels like she's either unfriendly or unhappy and he'd like to help if it's the latter, but... ]

[occulthymns]

I am.

[Mostly the latter with a combination of antisocialness brought on by being a hermit out in the forest for months. She's deliberately giving him a decently sized berth as she heads up the steps.]

[ruminant]

[ He sort of...tries to get up and doesn't actually manage that and sort of falls over a little. Pitifully. ]

Um...well! If you ever do need help, I'd like to offer it.

[ Elia needs a hobby. ]

[occulthymns]

.... [She pauses, if only so she can raise an eyebrow and look unimpressed.]

You don't seem that useful.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[...well, he can't help himself. once, he can avoid her. twice, all those little hooks make her too hard to ignore. he sees her through the glass, thinks for too short a time about what he wants to do, and then quietly walks in to show up behind her. fuck it, right. what's the worst that could happen?

(famous last words.)]

So you have been hanging around.

[occulthymns]

[Robin has now joined the ranks of the best decision makers.

He is way too quiet so she isn't noticing him until he speaks, and then she's jumping before freezing up. After a moment to calm down she's resuming what she was doing - making some plant cuttings - and responding in a flat tone.]

Go away.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[boy does he love good decisions. C:]

Still not even a hello, huh?

[occulthymns]

I'm busy.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

With what?

[occulthymns]

With something that's more important than talking to you.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

A lot of things are, but somehow I doubt whatever you're doing is one of them.

[occulthymns]

[She gives him an icy look but goes back to cutting. Nope nope nope not going to engage his behaviour he is acting like a child it's really hard to not want to smack him though.]