[audio] @silver; Backdated to the fifth [open]

[shadowsran]

[Someone had been around the docks when...all of that happened, broken an arm, and spent the following days snugly shut up tight in her house. Not a weakness she wants on display, of course, but she's angry, and having been in no useful condition for supply-regathering isn't much of a boon to her pride. But a handful of days shut up are little better.]

Couple things, just, quick.

Couldn't stick around the ferry and people's chief concern seems to have been food, which is fine, but I'm wondering if anyone got gardening supplies, and if those made it? I've mentioned it in passing to a handful, but especially given the exact worry I had was just proven right, no excuse to not be proactive anymore. We have good gardening types here, and it's better for the town as a whole if we can set a couple plots up...immediately? Fast as possible. A couple of small greenhouses are kind of a must at this point too. I'm not really up to building and clearing condition right now, so anybody brave enough to turn soil and move rocks and handle basic construction, drop me a line. People I talked to before, uh, the same I guess? We can divvy up who goes where, five people per square foot's a bad spread of resources.

Second thing - I'm getting the impression nobody's liking those flowers very much. [She's...largely unperturbed. Distressingly accustomed, at this point. Were the month not getting off on such a broken foot she'd be amused.] If it's crippling and you're desperate for something, stop by and I can give you a little cone to breathe through. Plague doctor-style, but tiny. Cute. [Deadpan:] You'll look like little birds, and it'll smell like pine.

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[shadowsran]

Better learning project with company, anyway?

[You take her convenient guarantee of pleasant and productive company regardless of circumstance and you take it right now, buddy.]

Cheesecloth'll probably be tucked away at the store someplace, so that works out great.

[lunchbreaks]

[ She's so much kinder to him than she is to herself. ]

Yes, I'll have to go look for some. Filters, probably, should also work... Or, I don't know. We could make a press. It shouldn't be difficult to do, and there are all sorts of spices to put on it... I'm not sure how... well it will be received.

[shadowsran]

[In some ideal world that is something that will be addressed and grown past, alas, there is little but to submit in the short term. Her smile is simultaneously gentle and steely.]

Press sounds a good idea, for consistency.

Hungry people won't complain, and on the off chance they do they'll be having that conversation with me. It'll turn out fine, I'm sure, and the help will do a lot for it.

[lunchbreaks]

[ Oh, Misty. She speaks to his heart and he can't help but melt a little, smiling shyly. ]

Well, I'm not much a cook.

But you, my dear, I think, will do wonderfully.

[shadowsran]

You'll taste test! Just as important, highest risk, highest reward. It'll be fun.

[The smile is being taken fully as a yes, momentum shan't be relinquished.]

Probably lots of room to experiment.

[lunchbreaks]

Oh yes, I've seen people do some brilliant things with it recently.

[ Not that he hadn't enjoyed the old techniques for a long time. ]

Ah, but first. The planting.

[shadowsran]

Right. Still sorting through everything coming in from town, but I know I didn't have any soy on hand myself - anything in your haul?

[If not, it's at least another short-term goal to aggressively chase, and those can do plenty for a person.]

[lunchbreaks]

[ He digs through his pockets ]

These are the seeds we were able to salvage. And I've got-- some things from earlier, in my window sill at home. I put them in there to take root. After that, they can be put in the ground.

[shadowsran]

You're a lifesaver, you know.

[Playing it up just a touch, but wholly for his benefit. The smile paired with it is a warm one.]

I really appreciate the help.

[lunchbreaks]

...Me too.

[ He looks at her so softly and gives her a smile. ]

Misty, you are wonderful.

[shadowsran]

[Sincerely kind statements without ulterior motive being as strange to her as they are, it's all she can do to not visibly shrink back. Shucks.]

Focused, is all. Know my priorities, and try to appreciate help when it's given.

[lunchbreaks]

How much has been planted already?

[ He's curious. And maybe he'd like to see what they're working with. ]

[shadowsran]

Hardly anything but a few handfuls of starters inside and, like, one plot, sad to say. Lumber's tricky, so it'll be at least another few days before beds are built and I keep fussing with it.

[lunchbreaks]

Oh, yes. I've been trying to cut and plane some myself for the boat and the docks.

I can save you some!

[shadowsran]

[Kind!!!]

That'd be great, thank you - Jason, Riku, and Grizz piped up on that front too, might be worth coordinating with them a little? Lot of projects around, I guess, I don't want to hog it.

[lunchbreaks]

Oh, yes. Riku and Jason are wonderful builders, I must speak to them post-haste.