[ there is so much to take in here, but it really is that kind of week, isn't it? artemy witnesses it from beginning to end, feeling the wind pick up as a realization settled in, a fight ensued, witnessing mordalion and his walking thegrea through his methods. the poison sticks in the back of his mind, poison is always such a curious thing - even cures can kill in the right amounts.
as it fades just as mordalion begins to, fog and all, he lets out a soft "huh", his eyes on him curiously. these are always so invasive, so he just makes his way slowly forward, as if he's more curious about the plants, though he glances to meet his eyes. ]
[ oddly he's appreciative of the reaction, a little, ears having drooped from the reliving of such a frustrating time picking up a little again. artemy's gaze is met easily, a half-tilt of his head in recognition, before he returns to the plants while responding. ]
Yes, well. She's a cautious and very resilient woman, though far too straightforward for us to ever properly get along. I very much didn't want to kill her, either, so it was a bizarre balancing act to make it work.
[ it's a variety of flowers and tropical plants with variegated leaves, as well as some seeds only just starting to sprout. nothing toxic by sight, sadly, but they're thriving. ]
It's my speciality, and she knew as much. She was right to be cautious. [ hums... vaguely... busied with his trowel. ] Out of this particular incident? Yes, sort of. No one died there.
[ they're thriving and he likes that, a small smile on his lips as he admires the plants themselves, keeping his arms folded because it doesn't do him any good, does it, there are no Lines here that he can see right now. they've taken that from him too. ]
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Date: 2025-06-24 06:23 am (UTC)even more so as he lifts his head in greeting, only for another gust of wind to stir up a memory. ]
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Date: 2025-06-26 12:57 am (UTC)as it fades just as mordalion begins to, fog and all, he lets out a soft "huh", his eyes on him curiously. these are always so invasive, so he just makes his way slowly forward, as if he's more curious about the plants, though he glances to meet his eyes. ]
I've never seen poison utilized in such a way...
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Date: 2025-06-26 03:27 am (UTC)Yes, well. She's a cautious and very resilient woman, though far too straightforward for us to ever properly get along. I very much didn't want to kill her, either, so it was a bizarre balancing act to make it work.
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Date: 2025-06-26 04:21 am (UTC)artemy goes to maybe see what kind of plants these are, tilting his head a little bit to admire them, his arms folding loosely. ]
I can only imagine... poison's not where my expertise lies, but I can respect it.
[ frowning ]
Sounds like a hell of a time, though. Everyone... they made it out alright after that, right?
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Date: 2025-06-26 04:26 am (UTC)It's my speciality, and she knew as much. She was right to be cautious. [ hums... vaguely... busied with his trowel. ] Out of this particular incident? Yes, sort of. No one died there.
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Date: 2025-07-03 12:50 am (UTC)Sort of...?