OUT WITH THE OLD, IN WITH THE NEW||gardening

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    WELL, I KNOW YOU LAY IN BED, CONTEMPLATING YOUR OWN DEATH
    Well, just look at what you've done. Don't you dare forget the sun love.—


    Gardening, that had been his task. It was something he knew like the back of his hand, it was clockwork, it was safe. He had spent many hours and many days tending to his old garden, Duchess even let him bring a few seedlings along with him. Remembering this he tapped his bag and pulled a pot out of it containing catmint. Smiling he cleared away a spot in the soil bed and gingerly pulled the herb from it's small pot, beginning to work it into a spot he had labelled. Many who came here may not know herbs as well as others and in a rush many medics may forget what they needed. Labeling it would help out in the long run.


    Turning to a pot he had filled with plant corpses, Nicholas floated it up and walked over to a composting bin out back, dumping them inside. Looking inside the container he confirmed that it was empty and went back inside the greenhouse. More herbs were pulled from his case as well as a few packets of some sort that were unlabeled.
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    Padding towards the greenhouse, Harvest spotted a young tabby already beginning some gardening project. It was her own personal enjoyment to keep up with a few pots of flowers, just to add something of her own to the gardens. Not that she was a true goddess yet, she couldn't simply bless the soil and have exotic fruits pop out ready to be picked and eaten, but she liked to practice and think that someday she would be just as successful in raising life from the groun as her mother.


    Though, as the kitsune continued her path towards the young feline already planting, she decided that perhaps helping another with their garden would be just as much good practice. After all, a goddess would bless the soil not for herself but for her followers! She bounced into the greenhouse, padding up to Nicholas and giving a small smile to the cat. "I have noticed you are gardening! Might I be able to help?" Golden eyes looked over the packets and herbs in front of Nicholas for a moment in interest, then back to the feline.


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    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]Ah, Nick was seeing to his weekly task, excellent. She'd actually assigned one to herself in private, she should probably get on that. Who knows, maybe even everyone would have a little fun. Snaking up to the scene her lean, hardened muscles rippled beneath her slick black fur, jutting out prominent with every step as if her fur were a mere thin tarp pulled over a beast. "Need any help with the weeding?" The huntress intoned in calm inquiry, her mauve eyes listless for something to occupy her like chips of amethyst. After all she was also egging for something to do or accomplish, it was incredibly unhealthy to be completely honest. After living her whole life on the move she had yet to learn sitting down and taking in the quiet was an option. Oh well, they all had growing to do, she'd learn.
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    WELL, I KNOW YOU LAY IN BED, CONTEMPLATING YOUR OWN DEATH
    Well, just look at what you've done. Don't you dare forget the sun love.—


    He jumped at Harvest's words, not expecting anyone to come by this way. Taking in the notion, he realized Duchess had the same intention. "Sure, the poppy planter could use some pruning and weeding if you'd like to take that Duchess. Harvest if you'll take these growth powder packets and mix them with water you can use that water to take care of the herbs I've gotten done." He instructed nervously. It was odd giving people suggestions on what to do. He'd never really been put in a position that allowed it before.


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    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]She neededn't be told twice, the jet furred huntress immediately broke away from the others and made her way to the poppy planter and got to work using her narrow muzzle to swiftly discard of weeds and set them in a pile neatly off to her left. The steady rhythm of the work was easy to adapt to and before she knew it she had a large pile of discarded weeds dug up from the little garden plot. Now to prune, although she knew nothing of pruning poppy specifically she just decided to busy herself in ridding of the dead leaves and buds.
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    Harvest nodded her head vigorously, swiftly grabbing the packets and a watering can to mix the growth powder. She spent quite a while mixing in the powder slowing, not wanting any vigorous shaking to have an affect on the powder itself. Instead she swirled in the water ever so gently, taking extra care to watch for extra clumps of the powder stuck together. At the end of the process she gave it one last look and, deciding it was completely homogeneous, began washing the growth water over the planted herbs. No doubt Nick had finished a few more in the time it took her to mix the water together, and even more would be done by the time she was done watering the first few, since she was just as meticulous with the second part of the task. Really, it just made sense to be as careful and precise with plants as possible. "I think this is a nice garden you've started, Nick," she said idly as she worked.


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    the type of guy who doesn't see
    what he has until she leaves — she/her, member, black serval

    Adelaide was drawn by the sound of voices, some she recognized, and others she didn't. The serval would offer a bright smile to Nicholas, who she hadn't quite met yet. "Hey! I'm Adelaide, or Addy. Need any more help?" She asked. This would be another great bonding opportunity for their group, and Adelaide couldn't be more happier.[fancypost=background:#993D3D;height:1px;padding:0;width:450px;]

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    WELL, I KNOW YOU LAY IN BED, CONTEMPLATING YOUR OWN DEATH
    Well, just look at what you've done. Don't you dare forget the sun love.—


    The herbs Harvest was watering began to grow at a rapid rate, stopping at maturity but not growing to the harvest cycle yet. This was to keep them preserved. "Yeah, if you could help me unpot these herbs and place them in the beds that would be wonderful!" Nick answered, taking off his bag and placing it on the ground. Opening it up revealed a normal suitcase but he turned to those present with an apologetic smile. "If you'll all excuse me for a moment, I have to figure out where i put the juniper bushes. He said sheepishly before turning and walking inside the case as it snapped shut.


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