video ♡ username: fearnie

[fauned]

( hope you enjoy the view of.. absolutely nothing.

the video feed is dark with the occasional flash of light. sometimes, there's a peek of green and pink fabrics. other times, it's oleander and foxgloves or larkspur - a veritable garden buried in seafoam green hair. just peeks, nothing more. this continues for quite some time!

if there's sound, it's mostly the rustling of fabric and miscellany of bits and bobs. someone is getting into things again like a nosy little rodent. for anyone who might know her, she's oddly quiet. probably sneaking.

and for those guessing: yes she absolutely started the feed by accident when she tucked her phone... wherever it is on her person currently. you wouldn't scare a poor girl witless by making it sound like you're trapped in her pocket, would you? )

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audio; un: armand

[rescinded_vow]

[ A long pause as Armand considers saying anything at all, but the sight of some of his favourite flowers is too tempting not to. ]

...Where are you that has so many flowers?

video ♡ username: fearnie

[fauned]

( a pause, then a shuffle that could only mean that she's looking around. )

There aren't any flowers around me as far as I know, not unless you want to count the stuff in jars... but there's some on me.

Did you want any?

audio; un: armand

[rescinded_vow]

...On you.

[ He blinks at the offer. Considers for less than a second. ]

Yes, I would like that very much. Must they be cut or can they be transplanted to grow?

[fauned]

Mhm! I keep them in my hair!

( which is unwise, but, she's very fond of them. )

I've never tried growing them before, ( not.. in soil or anything. not the ones she keeps in her hair, anyhow. ) but that could be a fun project!

Do you have a place and stuff for them? I can come to you!

[rescinded_vow]

..No, not yet- though perhaps..

[ There's rustling as Armand swipes on his phone, searching the local map. ]

If I were to acquire these things, there is a balcony-- foxglove, larkspur- what of marigold, wisteria-- are these others you can grown?

[ The words are stilted, like he's distracted - picturing a scene that he can't quite yet describe, but there's a level of curiosity and excitement to his usual monotone. ]

[fauned]

( now she's wondering if she can find gardening stuff. the sudden slam of a door pretty much spells out that she's relocating to search for possibly useful items for a project she's assigned herself to helping with! )

Mhmm! I can't grow any flowers that are inherently magical, but those I should be able to. It's easier if I have seeds, though.

( she still hasn't pulled her phone out..... )

[rescinded_vow]

...You have magical flowers in your world?

[ That certainly gets his attention. Still he's just as excited to know that his favourites can be cultivated. ]

Is the Mall a safe place now or should we look for these things elsewhere?

[fauned]

Mhm! Some can help things even some of my best spells can't, and some have probably eaten people.

( which is fine. that's just how flora is, right.. )

... It was dangerous?

( news to her! )

Didn't seem like it to me when I went last. What happened?

[rescinded_vow]

[ Curative and carnivorous plants are at least something he is familiar with, but one big enough to consume a mortal... it's rather an enchanting thought. ]

I have seen talk on the network of inhabitants becoming trapped? - perhaps it was a temporary issue..

[fauned]

Spooky..

( first she's heard anything about it! )

I'm sure it'll be fiiineee. Besides, couldn't we just break the door down?

( oh boy. )

[rescinded_vow]

[ Honestly he's unsure if it's that simple, but he's only just begun to dig into the past goings on in this place. There must be other places that hold what they require though, if the mall ends up being off limits, surely. ]

Indeed and perhaps you are right... When would you be available for this venture..?

[ He hesitates, aware that he's not even asked for this charming creatures name. ]

[fauned]

Hmm..

( there's a whole dramatic thing of her tapping her cheek with her finger in thought, as if her schedule isn't up in the wind as it always is. )

Right now? I might as well go see what they have over there since that's all I've been doing anyway. Changing up the order doesn't matter to me!

[rescinded_vow]

Alright, I will meet you at the entrance within the hour?

[ Armand waits for an affermative, then closes the call and fiddles about with his phone long enough to send Fearne a location ping. Once satisfied, he squeezes out of the crawl space that he's only really just woken up in and gets ready to leave. ]