[open + 1 closed + 1 semi-closed] a pocket full of posies

[revolutionfalcon]

Who: A + B: Shun and anyone! C: Shun and Ren, D: Shun and existing CR
What: Shun attempts to relocate a substantial portion of his temple garden to his Near Shore shrine. This goes about as well as you'd expect.
When: June 22nd
Where: A: Nekhbet's Temple and surrounds, B + C: A seemingly innocuous Near Shore park (a.k.a. Nekhbet's shrine), D: Network/anywhere!

A + B: Open

[A: Morning, Nekhbet's Temple]

[There are a lot of things Shun could say about having a rapidly growing garden of funerary and death-themed flowers, and most of them are some form of complaint. However, with recent events on the Near Shore and disappearances on the Far Shore, he's decided it's about time he made his shrine look a bit more lived-in, and if there's any good way to do that, it's hitting two birds with one stone and thinning out his garden to use for decorative purposes. Ignoring the fact that he has no idea how to decorate anything these days, because he'll deal with that hurdle when he reaches it.

The strange hill-shaped temple isn't difficult to spot even from a distance, and the large, tree-enclosed garden to one side even less so. The dwelling vultures are a little agitated today, rustling wings and hopping from tree to tree as they try to get a better look at Shun, who's moving along the edge of the garden with a dagger in hand. With how much the flowers have grown out, there's only an incredibly narrow strip for Shun to walk on between them and the shallow pools flanking the main path, but as always, he walks as if his every step is certain.

At certain plants, he'll stop, either taking one flower stem or a few at once and pushing neatly through them with the knife in his hand. Apparently nobody ever told him pruning shears were a thing, or he just didn't want to bother with that.

There's already a budding line of flowers down the middle of the garden path, loosely arranged by type and then colour, which Shun goes back to add to each time he cuts more. It's probably obvious to most people that he has far too many cut for any purpose other than maybe starting a florist's, but he doesn't seem to care, and the garden barely looks like it's been pruned.

He'll acknowledge anyone who comes to the mouth of the garden...just maybe try not to do it while his back is turned, since he is still holding a knife.]

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[B: Afternoon, Park/Shrine]

[There's a lot of nice parks around on the Near Shore, and the quiet ones can be especially nice. This one in particular is off a small and relatively low-density street, the entrance flanked by currently unlit lanterns, and looks like the kind of spot someone might elect to have a picnic. There's tables, a large and venerable-looking tree over near the back...and, of course, the tiny shrine building (more the size to house vultures than any kind of human) that looks like it was made by some very dedicated follower, built and painted simply and surrounded by offerings of flowers. Today, there's also a very eye-catching one lying across the shrine "balcony"; a large arrangement of purple and orange flowers, done with not the skill of someone who actually knows what they're doing, but the care of someone determined to do it anyway and make it good.

Also in the park today is Shun, who's commandeered a picnic table with his excessive amount of flowers and is currently sorting through them with a rather critical eye. When he comes across one that looks on the dead or dying side, he runs his fingers carefully up the stem, focusing intently on the flower, and after a few moments, the petals liven up and heal, the natural decay reversing to return them to full bloom.

Unfortunately, the need for focus means Shun isn't in a particularly welcoming mood towards distractions right now, so any Far Shore residents hanging around the park may or may not feel upon them the kind of stare that could probably bore through concrete given long enough.]

If you're just going to be a distraction anyway, you might as well put it to some use over here. [Translation: he's...asking for help. Kind of. Not really, but still.]

[C: Closed to Ren, late afternoon/early evening]

[After several attempts at putting together certain flowers and getting the impression they just look wrong (and that if even someone like him who doesn't really give a damn is noticing, then others certainly will), Shun decides to cut his losses and text maybe the one person he can trust to help with this and be a tolerable presence for the amount of time it will probably take.

So sometime later in the afternoon, Ren gets a text containing a picture of the table overflowing with sorted flowers, and Shun's shrine in the background in the hopes that he'll recognise it from that evening they walked back there.]

Need someone who knows more about how flowers go together than me. I'll explain why if you help.

[D: Closed to existing CR, evening]

[So as it turns out, Shun absolutely cut way too many flowers, and though he definitely knows one person who'll want them, there's still a ton that aren't really spoken for. So anyone Shun knows the name of (or god name, in those cases) and doesn't hate stands a chance of getting a very brief text containing an image of a table still covered in flowers, but with vastly less than there were earlier. There's quite a variety - roses, lilies, crysanthemums, orchids, and so on - and it might be hard to pick up on the funerary and death associations of every single one of them unless one is very well-versed in flower language.]

Trying to get rid of these. Pick some out and you can have them.

[[Any kind of death or funeral-associated flower is fair game to request, even if it's not listed there.]]

Comments

D

[birdstheword]

〔 P R E T T Y~!!1!! 〕

〔 so many too! I call dibs! 〕

〔 Uwahhhhh~♫ Who knew Kurorororo-kun had such a green thumb! You gotta share your secret! 〕

〔⌒°(> v <)°⌒ Ill be there ASAP!!〕

〔 Cya soon! 〕

[The flood of texts are sent no more then a few seconds after the one received. Pocketing her phone along side her NOTE she calls down the hall to Yuto and Davesprite. She hadn't checked to see if they were home but regradless she loudly screams a 'I'll be back later! Im going to see Kurororo about some flowers!'

And with that she's off, skipping the whole way. Hajime didn't really ask where he was but her first guess is to try his temple. It's when she arrives that she stops just outside his shrine. She bounces up and down, waving her right arm wildly to greet any and all vultures insight! Hello! It's only after that, that Hajime stops bouncing long enough to pull her phone out and send off another text.]

〔 Kurororo-kun are you home? 〕

[revolutionfalcon]

[Shun wasn't really expecting to text Hajime without getting at least five times as many texts back, but since it already sounds like she's on her way, he elects not to bother answering them. By this point, he's packed up and moved everything back to his temple, and he's in his temple's loungeroom area when he gets that last text from Hajime. With a slight sigh of annoyance, he teleports to the mouth of the garden rather than respond to that one either.]

I have a door, and you have hands. You don't need to text me to see if I'm home.

[Especially since the flowers are inside anyway, so they'll kind of have to go that way in the end regardless.]

[birdstheword]

[Hajime perks when Shun appears. He wastes no time does he? Even if it is faster, Hajime still perfers to use her own two feet to walk. Shun is as charming as ever.]

I used my hands to text you. Kuroro-kun, your temple is big. I wanted to make sure you knew I was here! Did you get some more bird pals since the last time I was here? My, My, you're going to have a roof top full someday.

[Hajime bounces over, stopping just short of arms length from him.]

D

[onerous]

Why do you have so many? Was there a gardening mishap gone out of control?

[Is there going to be a giant venus fly trap-type monster demanding to be fed anytime soon?]

Do you have red spider lilies?

[revolutionfalcon]

My garden was out of control without the gardening. I needed them for something else anyway, but I cut too many.

I have those somewhere in here, if that's all then it won't take me long to put together.

[onerous]

I can use them to decorate. If you have some with roots still, I'd like to plant them around too. Something to bring color to the forest.

[The noose forest needs some brightening, okay?]

What were you cutting them for?

C for Chrysanthemums

[shadowrevenger]

[...He has to admit, this would have been pretty low on his list of things Shun might text him about, if it had even been on that list at all, but he sure is glad that it was a thing that happened. (He can definitely see some mountain lilies on that table in the picture.) Heck yes, he'll help play with flowers!

Of course, he's not going to text back. He just appears on the road outside Nekhbet's shrine a couple minutes later and heads down the path--quickly at first, but it isn't long before the serene and melancholy atmosphere of the place slows him down to a more respectful pace. But even that can't stop him from waving as he arrives at the shrine.]

Kurosak-ki~! I got your text~!

[revolutionfalcon]

[Given the distinct lack of other people in the park at this point, Shun hears Ren coming down the path well in advance, and turns his attention from finishing up something on the table to Ren. He was expecting a fairly prompt response given the nature of the request, so he doesn't look particularly surprised, instead reaching back onto the table to pick up what it was he was just finishing up with.

It's one of the actual nice-looking arrangements he's managed so far, and it's also rather obviously geared with Ren's interests in mind from having caught him staring at the garden at least once. The middle of the arrangement is red spider lilies, with an outside ring of mountain lilies, and there's a black ribbon woven between the stems to keep the whole thing together in a way that looks a bit more competent than the tape or string Shun had definitely considered before today. Turning the bunch of flowers, Shun offers Ren the end.]

I suppose you could call that picture a bribe already, but you stare at my garden often enough I figured you'd want to walk away from this with something. [There's that faint dry note Shun tends to get when he's not fully serious; they've had the conversation about bribes before.] Maybe it'll stop you trying to steal all of them.

[Once that's done, he turns away, eyes lingering on the shrine's tiny balcony for a moment. The orange and purple gladiolus arrangement is still there, a gentle breeze ruffling through the petals, but he drags his attention away after that second, his tone attempting to be of a more usual dismissive detachment, but failing rather obviously.]

...If I take as long to do something with all these as it took me to finish that thing, I'm going to be here until morning. [As much as he does need Ren's help with the flowers, it may not be hard to read from his determined ignorance of the purple and orange arrangement that there might be another reason he asked Ren specifically.]

[shadowrevenger]

[Ren blinks a little as he carefully takes the bunch of flowers from Shun and looks them over. It obvious that he put a lot of thought and care into this, considering how nice it looks and how it matches his wardrobe. And the lilies...Ren smiles and brushes his fingers over the petals of one of the white lilies. Did Shun know those were his favorite?

Well, it doesn't really matter, because he put plenty of thought into otherwise.]

Yes. It's beautiful; you did really well putting it together. Thank you.

[He gives Shun one more smile, looking like he'd really like to hug the flowers if he didn't know that would ruin them, and then finally turns his attention to the rest of the set-up. His expression softens a little as his gaze falls on the orange and purple flowers Shuns was trying not to look at. He can definitely guess who that one is for, and he pointedly doesn't linger on it too long either.]

Of course I'll help. What do you need me to do?

B!

[diehardreaper]

[ Call it death naturally drawn to death... even if it has something to do with reversing it in plants. So yes, he has been watching for a while until he's finally called out. ]

M'not quite sure I'd be any help with the flowers, mind. I'd likely end up doing the opposite of what you're doing, really.

[ But he's going to sit across the table instead. ]

But let's see how I can put meself to good use, eh?

[revolutionfalcon]

[That's another reason Shun elected to call him out; even if he vaguely remembers meeting this guy once before a while ago, he still doesn't take kindly to people watching him use his god power. This is one rare occasion of him not keeping a close lid on it to make sure it's a surprise in combat.

As Ron comes over and sits across the table, Shun's sharp eyes follow him, though he gives a relatively mild shrug at the excuse.]

If I'm not killing them at a touch, I doubt you could do any worse. [Placing the flower currently in his hand back into one of the sorted piles, he picks up a white rose with blemishes creeping at the edges of its petals, fingers slipping easily between the thorns.] If you have good enough eyes to spot the dead ones so I can reverse it, that's enough use for my purposes.

[diehardreaper]

I'll try not to make things any worse. Least my loa aren't trying to possess everything I touch.

[ There's a well meaning grin at that though even as he picks up one of the flowers to scrutinize the petals. It's another white rose but this one looks pretty clean so he slides it over to those flowers that have already selected.

But he's reaching for another one, turning it in his hands to give it a proper look over. ]

D'you mind if I ask what the flowers are for, at least?

[koukai_kirai]

[Hijikata can pick up on the associations of the ones more commonly used in Japan... but then, he's always got a use for those kinds of flowers, hasn't he?]

I could take some off your hands. How did you end up with so many in the first place?

[revolutionfalcon]

My garden doesn't know when to stop growing, and I cut too many to use for what I'd planned to use them for.

If you want something specific, say it now or you'll end up getting a mix of what's left.

B

[lostinshadows]

[He looks familiar.

A bit on the stern side, but familiar.

Lavi nearly blinks in surprise when Shun suddenly addresses him, eye darting between him and the flowers and it sort of amuses him and amazes him at the same time.

He didn't quite peg the other to be into flowers; he didn't give off that kind of aura.

But appearances can be deceiving.

Lavi smiles, walking over to him.]

Sure, what do you want me to help with?

[revolutionfalcon]

["Into flowers" is overstating it rather a lot, since Shun probably hadn't even touched a flower in years before coming here. But he does look the part with the table covered in them.

Since Shun does recognise the guy from the other day, he gets a slight, curt nod by way of greeting when he comes over. Rather than answer the question directly, Shun first threads a flower out from amongst the mess of them and turns it slightly, revealing petals starting to rot.]

I'm looking for the dead and dying ones. Fixing them isn't an issue, but finding them in a group this big by myself is already annoying the hell out of me.

[lostinshadows]

[Lavi eyes it all in some sort of interest.

He's never had too much experience with flowers himself - not that he could remember, but that was beside the point.

Besides, the table covered in flowers certainly seems like it'd be too much for one person to do alone.]

I'll help out then. [Because really, looking for dead and dying flowers can be a bit of a hassle.] So you're going to be fixing the dead and the dying flowers?

D

[returnedfromtheline]

That's a scary amount of flowers.

But if it helps you out [heh heh], sure I'll take some.

Where are you at?

[revolutionfalcon]

[He's almost entirely certain Yukine worded it that way on purpose given their conversations up to now, but he's also not going to dignify that by giving him a reaction.]

Right now, my temple. Looks like a hill, surrounded by vultures, harder to miss than I'd like it to be.

-> action

[returnedfromtheline]

[Darn~ But he didn't really expect to get a rise out of Kurosaki-sama anyway.]

Okay.
Be there in a bit.

[It's getting dark out, so he's going to make this quick.
Soon enough, Yukine comes running up to the (conspicuous as advertised) hill.
Pausing at the threshold he grumbles to himself,]

So where's that table?

[And he digs out his phone to start typing another message, saying the words as he goes-]

'M here now.

D (This is not helping your Hobbit Impersonation, Shun)

[welcome_home]

[ It's not often Nanako gets texts, but the sight of all the flowers in the image Shun sends to her is certain to get her attention. ]

Ooooh, pretty! Were you gardening, Shun?

look he has his reasons...

[revolutionfalcon]

Sort of. I was using them for something else as well, but I had no idea how many I'd need so I cut as many as it took to thin out the garden.

the next time you have dwarves over to sing and throw dishes you better invite her!

[welcome_home]

I can take some back to onii-chan's temple if you have too many?

D

[nopixiedust]

[Well this is sure something to get.]

sure bu whre did you get all those flowers

[revolutionfalcon]

My temple garden. They weren't doing anything for me or for the vultures.