pc: yves

[sacredpath]

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week 7; saturday

[sacredpath]

[our beach is back! our beautiful beach. she has showered and changed out of whatever hideous outfit i forced her to be in and is instead wearing something simple and comfortable and sitting out on the beach.

sorry about breaking tradition but let's not go to the tavern tonight and say we did.]

[noirges]

[ yea might as well break tradition!! he's also finally not a maid, and he perks up when he sees her. he will go to join her and also hold out another paper flower, this time in the shape of a lycoris flower. the petals are black and red, somewhat resembling the ones in his halo and somewhat not. it's so goth even though yves is a golden retriever of a person ]

Will you accept a gift to remember this time by?

[sacredpath]

[that's so sweet. she gives him a warm smile back, spirits lifted a little at that despite herself.]

I would gladly accept it. In turn, you must accept one from me.

[she doesn't have it with her though.] Jiaoqiu has been growing my favorite flower, so I ought to give you one.

[noirges]

Your favorite! I'd love to—if there's any seeds, would you let me have some? I'd love to bring them into my own garden, too. It'd be a nice reminder, every time I tend to them.

[ of his dear, important friend ]

[sacredpath]

We can look and see. [blushing a bit at this.] They are very difficult to grow, I'm afraid. They need complete darkness.

[noirges]

[ he just laughs ]

This [ he points at the flower ] technically represents a cursed flower from my home, which would kill anyone who so much as bumped or plucked it. I obviously don't mean it as a curse, since it's something so dear to me...

But I do think I'm up for the challenge.

[sacredpath]

[yes, she understands why it's dear, then.]

We will find you some, then. [they cause another disease to spread across his island.] I always liked them, but never had much reason why. And then when I recovered a memory, it was of being a child and spending time in a cave where they grew.

It is nice to think that there are so many things like that - innate little preferences that have meaning all the same. [there are things that have a bad meaning too, but not everything.]

[noirges]

Ah...

[ a little hum of understanding, and he nods ]

There really are these little things that make us, aren't there? Interactions or experiences that we carry along with us... My fondness comes from tending to these flowers with my grandfather.

And I do think that those things are enough to make them lovely, even against everything else.

[sacredpath]

[she smiles at that, a little warmth.]

I could not agree more. They are lovely. And I will treasure any gift that reminds me of you, even if it is deadly poison. [it's. paper.]