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[OPEN] Inner Glow
Who: Angel and Y'all
What: Springtime shenanigans
When:Anytime between mid-March and the April Event
Where: Various
Warning(s): Mention of minor non-specific injury in first prompt.
1. Got to fill your cup and find the way out of your own maze [Temple]
Whatever one's reason for stopping by the Temple of Sacred Roots, there's a decent chance to find Angel there. Right now, he's doing a lot of cleaning that Degas hasn't had the energy or strength for--dusting high shelves and cabinets, taking down curtains to be washed, doing windows. After all, his beehives are mostly getting situated right now, so he has some extra time to turn to the physical space of the temple.
If you hear singing from where he's working, well. Yes, you absolutely do, but he'll pretend otherwise if called on it.
And perhaps you come on a day where Angel's sustained some minor injury, and there's an unmistakable golden glow as a cut or bruise heals. He does not bleed blood, but on sanctified ground, he bleeds light.
2. Now there's a category for every song [Flowers?]
Angel thought he knew what he planted on the farm, in terms of flowers. But something's popping up, especially near the beehives, that's unfamiliar. Pointed clusters of teal-blue flowers that seem eerily, perfectly bee-sized. It concerns him a little, which is going to lead to Research.
Perhaps you find him in the library, trawling through books about plants. Or if you're known to be a scientist or druidic sort, you're likely to be approached by Angel with a sample in hand. Either way, he's got some funky plants he doesn't yet understand.
3. Don't keep your aching, celebrating, wonder-making heart alone [Wildcard]
Find me on Discord to plot or just throw anything at me!
What: Springtime shenanigans
When:Anytime between mid-March and the April Event
Where: Various
Warning(s): Mention of minor non-specific injury in first prompt.
1. Got to fill your cup and find the way out of your own maze [Temple]
Whatever one's reason for stopping by the Temple of Sacred Roots, there's a decent chance to find Angel there. Right now, he's doing a lot of cleaning that Degas hasn't had the energy or strength for--dusting high shelves and cabinets, taking down curtains to be washed, doing windows. After all, his beehives are mostly getting situated right now, so he has some extra time to turn to the physical space of the temple.
If you hear singing from where he's working, well. Yes, you absolutely do, but he'll pretend otherwise if called on it.
And perhaps you come on a day where Angel's sustained some minor injury, and there's an unmistakable golden glow as a cut or bruise heals. He does not bleed blood, but on sanctified ground, he bleeds light.
2. Now there's a category for every song [Flowers?]
Angel thought he knew what he planted on the farm, in terms of flowers. But something's popping up, especially near the beehives, that's unfamiliar. Pointed clusters of teal-blue flowers that seem eerily, perfectly bee-sized. It concerns him a little, which is going to lead to Research.
Perhaps you find him in the library, trawling through books about plants. Or if you're known to be a scientist or druidic sort, you're likely to be approached by Angel with a sample in hand. Either way, he's got some funky plants he doesn't yet understand.
3. Don't keep your aching, celebrating, wonder-making heart alone [Wildcard]
Find me on Discord to plot or just throw anything at me!
3...
Once she got up to the edge of it, Junkrat really put on the brakes. ❝ Listen, ya' can't just go inta' someone's garden like this... ❞ his voice lowered, ❝ when it's still light out. Gonna' get us in trouble. ❞ But she seemed dead set on one of the delicious-looking veggies. So much so that he finally had to hop off the saddle and walk her back to keep her from eating one of them. ❝ Alroight, I'll buy ya' some fresh veg. Hold your... horses, hehe! ❞ Since he couldn't trust her to leave her standing there on her own, he turned toward the house and called out, ❝ ...'ello? Dunno what ya' put in your fertilizer, but your farm is like catnip to me horse. ❞
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The voice comes from a dude who's checking on a boxy beehive with none of the traditional beekeeper gear. He's keeping a polite distance, though, because a lot of animals don't exactly like Angel, and he's not about to spook a lady while she's being ridden. That's how someone ends up bucked off a horse's back.
"Or it might be our shoots, or the flowers. I'm not feeding her those blue-green flowers, I'm still not sure they're safe for consumption yet."
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"How's she feel about peppers? I've also got some carrots."
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Glancing over at the greenhouse, he couldn't help asking, ❝ Can ya' grow anything in that thing, or does the soil still matter? ❞
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Yeah, there's other sources for it now, but Angel's pretty proud of the work he and Eddie put in.
"It's mostly peppers right now. Eddie's been growing them for me because I like spicy."
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❝ Oh! Spicy is the best, especially when mixed with a little sweetness. 'Spose I need ta' make myself a greenhouse as well. I love chipotle and habaneros, so might try growin' some along with various herbs... That is, if you're not already growing those particular ones? We could trade if we specialize in different peppers and such, hehe! ❞ But now he was getting carried away thinking of all the delicious dishes to be made.