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002 ~*~ Sprucing things up a little
Flandre was right: the houses all look the same and it's rather dull. She's used to living somewhere that stands out from the rest of the world, so it was time to make this place a little more like home!
[Action : Johnathon's Tools]
[ Meiling is just picking up a 'few' supplies for her home landscaping projects. Hoes, spades, buckets, etc. You would think she couldn't carry this all by herself, but she's stronger than she looks. Just... don't be behind her when she turns around or you just might get a face full of a shovel or a rake!
Poke her? Help her shop? Wonder why the shopkeeper is giving her the cold shoulder after noticing the star on her hat,? ]
[Action : 340 Brady Lane]
[ In front of the house, Meiling is busy laying some stone for a new pathway, boxes for flowers, new wooden borders for the bushes, and in general working hard at tearing up the yard. (She already napped at work, hence all the energy!) She's wearing a pair of overalls, heavy gloves, a plaid shirt, and enough dirt to need three showers later.
Bother her? Help out? She'll be at this for a few days. Weekend taggers have the added chance of catching her taking a rest at midday~ ]
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You can call me Holland.
So the whole yard . . . sounds like a lot of work.
[Small talk, what is it. But he's trying.]
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But then realization settles on her features and she snaps her fingers. ] Oh! Are you one of those countries-as-people, too?
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You must have met some others.
Yes, though.
[Irritating. But more importantly,
does this ruin his chancesgardening. He takes some carpentry nails for himself off the shelf, too.]no subject
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But if you wanted to ask anything, that would be okay.
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Meiling shook her head. ] Mm, nothing right now, but thank you! I don't really get it, but this place does have all kinds of people so... I guess I can't be too surprised by something like this.
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That's reasonable.
[Keeping talking, keep talking.]
So what's your world like?
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No cities?
[Sounded a little bit like heaven, actually.]
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So you probably don't like this place much, then.
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ahaha copy/paste fail
[He'd taken something else off the shelf while she was talking, just as a reason to keep standing there when she wasn't talking anymore. There was no way he would ever find a use for a box of 2-inch wingnuts. Maybe he'd flick them one by one at England's or Spain's windows.
. . .or maybe he'd just leave them on the shelf. As much as he wanted to throw them at Spain or England. France too, and maybe Prussia. . .he put them back on the shelf. And then she rubbed the back of her head, which was pretty cute too, so he stepped a little closer. ]
I don't know a lot of people who really enjoy gardening.
/pats
[ Then she nods. ] It was my job back home, at the Scarlet Devil Mansion. Keeping the garden staff in order, and the guards on alert.... so pretty much everything between the walls of the mansion and the borders of the property was my domain. [ Squaring her shoulders proudly at that. ]
why is he so awkward.
[So much for offering help, at least if she was some kind of professional.]
You should let me watch you.
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Garden. [Adding that didn't really help you sound less creepy, Holland.]
Since you know so much.
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And if you need help, too.
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Mmhmm . . . see you.
[He gives a slight wave, too.]
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