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[personal profile] historicals 2025-03-05 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, do you really think so...? They're not too hard to take care of, if you find the right one. I used to keep a few flowerpots in my windows, here and there.

But - set that aside, this structure is impressive! [ he immediately comes over to examine it, peering underneath it and at it from the sides. ] From little blocks...? Fascinating.
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[personal profile] historicals 2025-03-05 02:52 pm (UTC)(link)
I think there's something to be said for building something with your own hands.

[ taair says with a warm smile from where is investigating the orchid. ]

Though... you never know, with a green thumb! Our garden here is quite lovely, Gabriel. I bet you could grow a plant if you tried.
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[personal profile] historicals 2025-03-05 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ohoho. immediately, with a twinkle in his eyes: ]

Well... I won't tell if you won't tell, my dear Gabriel.

[ MISCHIEF its related to plants. it's fine. ] And I think there is only way to find out! Shall we take a break?
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[personal profile] historicals 2025-03-06 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ gabriel? romanced? what kind of bouquet. he looks very curious about it but doesn't ask like a nice boy, instead waiting patiently for him to finish. ]

Well, you can hardly blame us. [ teasingly ] Our friendship is based in your place of business. But.. I always think it's wonderful to get outside, when you have the chance.

[ but he will go and open the door! And. wow!! it's the house of mirrors.

taair sighs. ]


Oh, no... [ and, sure enough! the mirrors begin to show a bird's first flight. ]
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[personal profile] historicals 2025-03-07 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ googles all of these. oooh pretty. romance (this is not what any of these mean) roma

anyway. well - it's not surprising, honestly, to run into this memory over and over. the first part is so wonderful and taair tries to keep his focus on that, on the sights and sounds of convallaria town, the people he grew to know and love. as things get worse, though, he closes his eyes, and for the hundredth time, miguel's words echo through his head. It might not matter to you if you die, but it matters to everyone else.

and here he is, in heaven. dead, with a world left behind.

taair looks down at his hands, and when gabriel speaks, he huffs, the noise soft. ]


Is it better or worse to know I only spent a week there?

[ out in convallaria town, that is. ]
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[personal profile] historicals 2025-03-08 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ ... ]

Not as much as I could have, but... I lied, mostly. I told her that I was going to see the ruins, which wasn't necessarily untrue. But... I slipped my guards - it's just that the mercenaries of Convallaria were expecting my arrival, so... I was able to do so.

[ sometimes you have to sneak out, but you can only sneak out like. only a tiny bit. ]
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[personal profile] historicals 2025-03-08 02:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Aha...

[ the laugh is soft. maybe that was his own doing. ]

I loved it there. Convallaria Town. And they were in need - desperately so - nor did I want to get the mercenaries in any hot water. They were kind to me, and... understanding of the situation, too. The leader has become a dear, dear friend.