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Second Bloom ❀ (Video) [Open to both]

[Flora is outside, sitting on what appears to be a swing, but in place of chains are woven vines. As time passes, little flowers bloom along their length. The locket is not on her person, it hovers in front of her, and the view shows her wearing what look like a white overall dress over a pink top and work gloves. Several fairies are flying around her, braiding her hair, or sitting on either shoulder. She waves before gently taking hold of the vine chains.]

Hello everyone, I hope you're well.

[Her voice is more deliberate with the well wishes, and her smile is kind, knowing. A lot's happened--when isn't it--but she does hope everyone has come out of it for the better, somehow. It's no meaningless platitude.

She moves to put her finger to her lip, remembers she's wearing gloves and thinks better of it, and instead cants her head thoughtfully. Her voice is gentle and curious.]

There's something I've been wondering about for a while now, and don't quite seem to understand, just yet. [There is a slight upturn to her lips. She is a patient girl, but she can't say she likes not understanding things. It's what she always seeks to do, if she can.] I've heard of some things from other people that were kind enough to answer me [mostly kind, anyway. Zelos was a little rude.] but with so many people from so many places, I'm curious about the similarities and differences.

[She looks directly at the locket.]

What exactly is a God or Goddess? Or what would you say make one? The same with angels. Is this something that has some sort of set criteria or is it more malleable?

[One might notice that she doesn't ask about demons, but that's because she doesn't realise there's a need; they're the same as monsters to her.

Flora dips her head in thanks and smiles, once again.]

Please, I would very much like to hear what anyone has to say. Thank you.

[Seelie Locked]

I'm headed to the mountains for a mission, soon. I just thought I should mention that. It should be interesting.

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I like the ocean, [ he says slowly, as if he's having to think about it. ] Whales, especially; they are creatures linked to magic, and very intelligent.

[ Far more intelligent than many humans he can think of. ]

I would stand out, were I to walk the waking world in such colors, [ he points out, smiling slightly. ]

If I am to end, should I not enjoy it when it happens?

The ocean is rather marvellous, isn't it? Even if water sometimes doesn't get along with me. Whales are especially beautiful, though. How are they linked to magic where you come from?

[Flora's charmed by the expression, even if it slight--especially because it is, actually. She tries not to take anything for granted, but it's hard not to show greater appreciation for the rare and subtle. It's nice.

She idly taps her own smiling lips.]

Hmm, but that's back home, right? You don't have to worry about such constraints here. Blue, I have to be careful with anyway, but I would probably get very depressed at not being able to wear purple ever.

[And the slight, but thoughtful frown.]

Well, yes, but...[She breathes a little, relenting.] Yes.

[She seems like she might let it go, but decides she can't quite.]

I suppose it may sort of depend on the circumstances.

The sea does what it will. It can be as helpful as it can be hindering.

[ now let him tell you about whales ]

Charms are now often carved on the bones of whales, though it was not always so. But to hear them sing -- is that not a sort of magic in itself?

[ w h a l e s ! ]

You have to be- careful? With blue?

[ Flora you're going to have to explain that to him, he wears the same thing constantly. ]

True enough, but those charms...how did people come by the bones?

[Her tones is cautious. She can hazard a guess and isn't quite so naive, but she wants to remain optimistic.

She smiles at this love of whales. It's cute, and she understands it.]

I think you would very much like Melody, the planet where one of my best friends was born. The Singing Whales keep the whole world in balance. I haven't seen them myself, but they seem very lovely, and their music is said to be quite wondrous.

[Okay, but f a s h i o n !

She points to her eyes.]

Yes. My eyes are very green, you see--um, pun not intended--so wearing blue can be a little tricky since it can clash very badly, sometimes. It depends on how I'm wearing it.

Whaling is a large industry in Dunwall.

[ There is no small amount of scorn in his voice for it. ]

Should I ever have a chance, I will have to visit.

[ He doesn't actually know if that sort of thing is even remotely possible, but none of this should have been possible, either. ]

I see, [ he thinks. ] And what would, ah- 'clash' with me?

[ You know, creepy pale skin, creepy black eyes, dark hair, yaoi hands? ]

[She can't help looking despondent. That's like another place she knows, and while they're getting better, she doesn't like that there might be a common pattern, here. ]

I see...is there anything being done about that? Any regulations or people fighting againstit?

[IS THERE A ~~WHALE~~ GREENPEACE!]

You just might. It's a very big universe. Or multi-verse, as it were, and if this is possible, anything should be. I'm used to getting around, myself. [Her smile becomes something more wistful, almost worried.] The ocean was actually very important for me back home.

[She smiles brightly and can't help but think of Stella, who'd may or may not be proud of her.]

Well, first off you're fine with your eyes, because black and white go with everything as a matter of course, so there's no need to worry about anything clashing with them. I love bright colours, but I'm all for what suits most of all, and things like bright oranges or yellows may not go over very well with you. [She wrinkles her nose and then tries so very hard not to laugh at the idea of The Outsider in a daisy print shirt.

Or better, Hawaiian and cargo shorts.

She raises a hand to her mouth and it trembles with the force of trying to hold it--yeah that's not happening, she giggles quite a bit.

She would pay to see that, and would have quite a bit of fun with it. Maybe he'd enjoy them, now wouldn't that be something?]

Sorry, I'm sorry.

[She clears her throat and tilts her head, pondering. Stella is so much better at this than she is.] You're...very restrained, but in such a complex, regal way. You say you're an observer, which is easy to relegate to the background, but when you're around, there's a lot about you that commands attention, and a closer look. I do think blues and purples would suit you, like deeper hues, richly dyed. Or any deeper colours. They've an understated, but undeniable elegance. I think things that could invoke the night might work, too. Something that's simple to write off as scary, and that's not baseless, but easily misunderstood.

[She breaks into a whimsical smile.]

But at the end of it, fashion is what you make of it. It's an art, it's fun, it's sometimes an absolute necessity, but always about self-discovery and expression. Wear what you like!

[A beat.]

Except for socks with sandals.

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No. One scientist did present that he thought the whales to be creatures with feelings, families, to others. They ridiculed him.

[ And of course, that scientist was the one that was correct. ]

Why would they not- ah, "go well"?

[ Also why are you laughing, Flora. He's very confused. ]

I shall keep your advice in mind. Perhaps I will visit the seamstress and see their craft in person.

But, they're whales!

[Said in the tone of OF COURSE THEY HAVE FEELINGS AND FAMILIES? ~~WHALES AREN'T NOBODIES??~~]

Your complexion is more pale. Very bright and bold colours might be too distracting and drown you out, so to speak. Clothes are there to complement, accentuate and flatter. They're there to work for you, not the other way around. Of course, you could ignore the rules too, sometimes. Very little's carved in stone. Though what people try to do more often is bend; there's a time and place for everything.

I can't lie, the court tailors very much know what they're doing and are very fun. [She smiles excitedly.] You'll show me if you get something new, won't you? I'm curious.

Yes. But the men of the Empire's Academy believe they know much, and are often paid to know or not know things. Whaling is profitable. They do not realize that the death of the last whale will mean ruin.

[ And if they did, he does not know if they would care. ]

And what of what I'm wearing now?

[ He's wearing black and brown together, Flora. ]

Of course.

I have half, more than half a mind, to try and go to your world, sometime. Sometimes, people just do not know what they do.

[It's sad, honestly, and she would take the time to talk about it, because that is how she is, but she would first gather up all the whales, because seriously.]

It does suit you and the cuts are very nice, but it's the only outfit I've ever seen you in. [She grins, slightly.] Which seems a little strange to me for a being of chaos of all things.

[Pointing out the elephant in the room like this should be blasphemous for a cartoon character of all things, but she actually changes outfits like five times an episode, okay. She's allowed to notice.

But she looks pleased at bunch at being told "yes".]

I'm sure you'll look very dashing in anything.

I would certainly like to see what would happen.

[ He assumes it would be less than good for Flora, but- well, she may just be able to take care of herself. ]

It is an outfit that is entirely unremarkable, in my own world. It allows me to... mingle, should I choose to do so, without revealing myself.

[The way he says "mingle" makes her smile, and calls to mind other things. Like being dragged to a function or a dance. He seems like the corner-hugging type though exceptions may make him come out of them. But speaking of--]

Do you dance, by the way?

[ He's surprised by the question -- it's hard to tell, considering how bad he is at contorting his face into anything resembling an expression, but there's a slight widening of those all-black eyes and a blink. ]

I have never tried.

[She seems mildly surprised and amused.]

Never? How old are you, again?

Several thousand years.

[Somewhere, her best friend is having an aneurysm.]

And you've never...out of curiosity, when you say "mingle" where and how do you usually?

[ oops ]

It depends. Taverns, sometimes. Parties. The streets.

Wait, you go to parties, but you don't dance? That's against the--[Chaos God, Flora.]--that's so str--[Chaos. God.]

That's not very interesting!

[NAILED IT.]

Even when I am attempting to mingle, I often... unnerve people.

[ NO ONE WANTS TO DANCE WITH HIM :C ]

[OH NO HER FACE :C

But!! But!!! She smiles.]

I would dance with you! And, honestly, if this place is anything like where I come from, and it is in a lot of ways, balls are as inevitable as the sunrise.

Besides, it's fun and a good way to learn about people, too.

If there is a ball, then I will hold you to that promise.

I'll look forward to it! Another question about your shrines: is there some sort of incantation people use to call you?

No -- though some do use various ones. If it is dedicated to me, then I will hear you when you call for me there.

[ Even if she just approaches with the intent. It doesn't mean he'll actually reply, but- well, for Flora, he most likely will. ]

[Flora ponders something, then nods.]

Would you mind if I called you back in say about half an hour? Will you be busy?

I do not think I will be busy, no. Go ahead.

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i love them so much tho

me tooooo ;;

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