𓄿 accountability catch-all #1

[chevaliered]

𓄿 WHO: Crow and whoever decides to come hang out with him.
𓄿 WHAT: December Hijinks, Shenanigans and Happenings, all in one handy dandy place..
𓄿 WHEN: December. I'm a lazy soul who can and will use this post for the whole month.
𓄿 WHERE: Wherever these hijinks and shenanigans happen.
𓄿 WARNINGS: Crow Armbrust. Also, any NSFW if it happens will be tagged per thread but (leffs).

Bingo Plotting for the month can be found here, but there is a yolo starter to do some spontaneously in the post.



𓄿 legs eleven (aka bingo)

[ well.

crow's just chilling. he's sprawled out on a patch of grass looking like a lazy cat in a sunbeam. you'd be forgiven for thinking he was asleep, until you get close enough and he lifts a hand to wave it lethargically-- ]

Yo.

If you want to knock out a few squares on the bingo card, mine's somewhere over there-- [ he waves a hand and sure enough, his bingo card is next to him. just lying there. on the ground. why? why not. ]

Vetoing is available if I'm not into it. Or you're not into it. Whatever works.

[ let's GO binGO. ]

𓄿 actually farming wow look at him go

[ there's... probably some semblance of a field happening now on crow's shared beachside farm. at the very least he's sorted a patch for himself to grow some of the seeds he got from introducing himself to people, but he doesn't seem... excited? pleased? he doesn't seem to enamoured with the whole process.

he's crouched by his little field, chin in hand and staring between the packs of seeds in his other hand and the field itself. ]

Not that it's the end of the world if I don't, but there's probably some logic to, y'know, planning how I'm gonna plant these guys, given I've got different amounts and they're all different flowers? Maybe?

[ ... he sighs. ]

Man, I've got no clue.

𓄿 wildcard

[ for planning and plotting and use for any other threads that have been thought up. whatever goes. got a wild plan to throw at me? go for it. hit me up on the bingo plotting, etc, etc. opens my arms to everyone. ]

Comments

actually farming, wowie

[pyronic]

[Indeed, there's a rhyme or reason to practically everything, but it doesn't seem like Crow understands that. For one thing, he clearly hates farming, or is it that he hates working? Diwuc seems to believe the latter, observing his field with a critical eye and crossed arms.]

There are books in the library to help you with this sort of thing, you know. You'll only generate more work for yourself in the long-run if you go about it haphazardly.

wowee

[chevaliered]

[ he has never farmed in his life m'diwuc. ]

Right, right. Because people really got everywhere in life by extensively studying it first.

[ he taps a finger against one of his seed packs. ]

Forget nagging about the how, that's not orbal science. I've got limited seeds and I might as well try to figure out a plan for not making it look like I launched them all in wherever and hoped for the best.

[pyronic]

["Because people really got everywhere in life by extensively studying it first." —Man who has never read a book in his life, probably.

He'd reiterate his point, but Crow's made his clear: he's not reading no goddamn books. In that case, Diluc can at least pass along the knowledge he gleaned by reading those goddamn books.]

You don't plan on simply burying them around haphazardly, do you? The best thing you can do is measure your land before you commit to your mistakes.

[...Because Crow's gonna make mistakes. Diluc can smell them from here.]

[chevaliered]

[ diwuc... so judgemental. ]

This is why I'm thinking? I could just toss them in, y'know like a wildgarden? Those look nice.

But these aren't your usual wild garden plants, so it'd be a shame to entangle them like that, y'know?

[ ahh mistakes. the life lessons we learn. ]

[pyronic]

...A wildgarden with produce?

[Judging. Judging!!]

I can't imagine your produce would grow very effectively in a space where they're competing for nutrients. Perhaps you could entangle the flowers in such a way, but if you want to eat, you ought to plan more wisely than that.

[chevaliered]

Your ears are kinda ornamental, huh? I didn’t mention produce.

[ he rattles the seed bags. ]

Only flowers so far.

[pyronic]

[Flowers............ Well, there's only one issue with that! Diluc shakes his head (featuring Ornamental Ears™).]

And you intend to eat these flowers as well? Perhaps it's your brain that's ornamental.

[chevaliered]

Do you eat flowers?

[pyronic]

Of course not, but I'm not the one growing flowers when he should be growing crops.

[He's just biding his time until the tomatoes are ripe and he can throw one right in Crow's stupid face.]

[chevaliered]

[ he just shrugs. ]

You’re weirdly fixated on my field, y’know. Is it going to change your life if I grow wildflowers instead of potatoes?

[ get a hobby, diluc, c’mon. ]

[pyronic]

[He has hobbies probably, thanks!!]

I'm just here because you were clearly struggling to get any actual work done on your own. Unlike you, I've managed to tend to my field just fine. Someone in your position should be asking for assistance.

[THIS IS A WEIRD WAY OF OFFERING IT, BUT DILUC TECHNICALLY IS]

[chevaliered]

[ being batman isn’t a hobby. ]

I was asking about flower layouts.

[ DRYLY. ]

But by all means, assume away.

[ because in a big ol’ middle finger to diluc motion, he just tears open the seed packs and yeets them. seeds away!!!! wildflower garden it is. ]

[pyronic]

[so when can he kill crow, asking for a friend

Anyway, how about he lays his fist into your fucking face, Crow? That sounds like a fine idea to him!! Diluc just watches Crow yeet the seeds and sighs.]

You must not have many friends.

[don't do it becks DON'T SAY IT, it's a feat that anyone has managed to annoy him as much as a certain blue-haired man he isn't currently on speaking terms with.]

[chevaliered]

[ he’s indestructible, sorry to say. ]

I have as many as I need.

[ if that a sulky potshot, crow doesn’t seem bothered by it. ]

Wild-garden it is. Pretty sure there’s something in a book somewhere about bees loving them, so there’s a bonus.

[pyronic]

[Well well, at least Crow cares about the bees. Crow's work doesn't get anything like a nod of approval, but Diluc does appraise his ""work"" without openly shitting on it, so that's a plus.]

What do you intend to do with your flowers after they've grown?

[He's not saying he'll trade Crow some veggies in exchange for his flowers, but he also might be?? Fragrant flowers can be used in wine production, after all.]

[chevaliered]

[ use your words, diluc. ]

Guess we’ll find out. People buy them for decoration, after all. If I keep ‘em growing, maybe I could set up a florist shop.

[ he looks like the entire antithesis of anyone who would own a florists. ]

[pyronic]

[Fine, he will!! He chooses those words carefully, mindful of the fact that he's not on the best footing with Crow. Still, that hardly matters when Crow has some potential usefulness to him in the future.]

That wouldn't be a bad idea. That would certainly keep you occupied while you aren't tending the farm. [And making trouble elsewhere.] If you aren't opposed to a trade, I could use some of the flowers you're growing... if you have any use for produce, that is.

[want some tomats n cucumbies, cwow??]

[chevaliered]

[ imagine if crow was like “no” just to spite him. he would. ]

Hmm. [ he looks like he’s thinking about it. ]

What do you want, versus what are you offering? If you have specifics, I’ll need to hustle a few more flower seeds out of the goddess.

[pyronic]

[He would, and Diluc would just walk away. CR instantly ended, amazing.]

There's no need to focus on specific flowers, especially not when you would be doing me a favor. Dandelions would be ideal, but making you pluck those by hand around town is asking too much.

[Though he would delight in seeing Crow meander all over town picking dandelions one at a time. What can he say? It'd amuse him.]

As for me, I can provide you with seasonal crops of your choosing. I don't have a wide variety at my disposal now, but if you have preferences, I'll try to cater to them.

[chevaliered]

[ it's fine he and kaeya can bond again after how much they think crow sucks. crow's doing his service to the community! ]

Eh. If I see some there's no harm in grabbing them. Dandelions weren't in the seed packs I got, but it's not like you can't use them for things in general.

[ he's resilient. he can made... dandelion something. probably. ]

Nah, food's food. I'm not picky. If you've got something you don't know what to do with, or too much of something, I can take it off your hands.

[pyronic]

[No need to tell him that you're not picky, Crow. That's pretty obvious given... gestures at his field............. But anyway, Diluc nods.]

Alright. I'll leave it to you to gauge what's fair when we exchange produce.

[So he can judge Crow's definition of "fair" ofc.]

Until then, I'll leave you to your... work.

[lol]

[chevaliered]

[ bye felicia. ]