🌲🌸☀️ bug eater farm: summertime catch-all ☀️🌸🌲

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🐛 WHO: Kaspar Blumlund and/or Trahearne + visitors
🐛 WHAT: Summer/Jan. catch-all for the chill bug eater farm
🐛 WHEN: throughout this season
🐛 WHERE: their farm in the forest
🐛 WARNINGS: marked in headers and updated here eventually

[ top levels/details in the comments below ]

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[ 🌲🌸☀️ upgrade tracking ☀️🌸🌲 ]

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[ we can respond here as things are upgraded in spring ]

[ 🐛🌸 summer upgrade/inventory tracking 🌸 🐛 ]

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completed upgrades:
- restore stable
- more furniture
- kitchen upgrade
- kitchen tools
- make your house a home

plants
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mushrooms:
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flowers:
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trees:
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animals:
- horse (Gealá: ◇, only her mane/tail are mostly white.)
- dog (Delle: ◇, only no shutterstock logo)
- cat (Phantom: ◇)
- 1 sheep
- 2 chickens
- goat

misc home items:
- elephant teapot
- 40lb wheel of cheese
- 2 kaomoji cups
- 5 vegetable shaped bath bombs
- 100 googly eyes in various sizes
- waterproof reusable tissues

On Kaspar's side of the room:
- two worms on a string, a small oak keepsake box
- fluffy sleep mask
+ 5 bottles of lube

[pactmarshal]

upgrades:
- quality of soil increased
- coop restored

items: (sorry for the garbage, kas)
- endlessly burning flambe
- set of 2 toilet-shaped shot glasses
- propeller hat
- stretch Hogan (in the likeness of the Goddess)
- dunce cap
- a candle that smells like gnomes

new animals:
- goat
- chicken

new plants:
- more trees: orange, cherry, coffee
- 2 grape starters
- 6 tea starters
- sunflower
- lily
- watermelon
- pineapple
- shimeji
- common brown mushroom

[ 🐛🌸 spring overview 🌸 🐛 ]

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completed upgrades:
- house restored!
- farming tools upgraded
- barn restored

- kitchen (pending)

plants
- 3 cabbage
- 1 turnip
- 2 strawberries

mushrooms:
- 1 morel, 3 common white, 2 matsutake
- another 1 morel, 1 common white
- 5 matsutake, 2 morel, 1 common white mushroom

flowers:
- 3 tulips, 1 hyacinth, 3 forget-me-not
- 1 forget-me-not
- 2 daffodil
- 1 tulip
- 1 forget-me-not
- 1 primrose
- 1 hyacinth

trees:
- 1 apple tree
- 1 coffee tree
- 1 pomegranate tree

animals:
- horse (Gealá: ◇, only her mane/tail are mostly white.)
- dog (Delle: ◇, only no shutterstock logo)
- cat (Phantom: ◇)
- 1 sheep
- 2 chickens
- goat

misc home items:
- elephant teapot
- 40lb wheel of cheese
- 2 kaomoji cups
- 5 vegetable shaped bath bombs
- 100 googly eyes in various sizes
- waterproof reusable tissues

On Kaspar's side of the room:
- two worms on a string, a small oak keepsake box
- fluffy sleep mask

[ 🌲🌸☀️ handwaved things ☀️🌸🌲 ]

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[ a farm ic inbox. feel free to use for: handwaved deliveries, shenanigans, and misc ]

for trahearne 🌿

[hearthwarming]

[ One of these fine summer mornings, Ori wakes at the first peek of light over the horizon and quietly slips out of bed. As quietly as she can manage, she makes sure there's breakfast for M-21 waiting in the kitchen - something simple, for today - as they've agreed upon before she sets out to go on a little morning wandering through the woods.

It's still strange, having a house, having a place to call somewhat her own... As long as she doesn't think too hard on the circumstances, it's almost... wonderful. Idyllic. Perhaps something she's always wanted, outside of her life of adventuring, but could never bring herself to pursue.

Blessedly, the forest provides a bountiful distraction. Though she comes upon a clearing at some point, and— ]

—!? Is someone there?

[ —she swears she just felt something, almost as if she'd been struck by... some kind of arrow. But there's no arrow, no injury, no nothing. Just a feeling. And perhaps, someone there. ]

[pactmarshal]

[ Trahearne is up at this hour, as always, checking in on the critters, as he always does. And when he's done feeding them, he typically ventures off to check in on the other plants, enjoy the morning sun. They're the moments he gets to himself, moments he has to reset and check in on himself.

--When he feels the same thing. He puts a hand to his chest and lifts his head, hearing a voice coming from not far ahead. It's not unusual to run into others in the woods--he has neighbors, of course--but the feeling...

When he steps into the clearing and sees Ori, something...leaps in his chest. He can't help the bright smile that crosses his face at the sight of her in the cheery summer morning light. She's...she's beautiful. ]

Hello, Ori.

[hearthwarming]

[ ...Oh. The morning sun dappled gently across the clearing, smattered about by the leaves in the tree canopy above them... They cast him in a wonderful light, his golden eyes meeting hers. She swears that his look as if they're gleaming. ]

Trahearne...? Hah, I— I didn't know you would be here. What a wonderful surprise.

[pactmarshal]

I could say the very same for you.

[ If sylvari could glow in the daytime, he thinks Ori would be one of them. He knows it's just the colors of her skin but...for some reason, he is simply enamored with the way she looks.

He strides across the clearing towards her. ]

My morning feels all the brighter seeing you here.

[ slkdjaflshgalfjs??? ]

movie night | trahearne, kaspar, m-21, oriphi, syrlya

[pactmarshal]

[ Weeks in the making, it finally happens.

Once the house is fixed up after the hurricane, invitations are sent out and Trahearne runs to the store to grab a bunch of VHSs--narratively, they are of questionable quality. But it's to get this square done. So does it really matter?

Kaspar's delicious worm soup and pancakes are on offer, along with other snacks to last the night. Five movies must be enough, right? It's not like they have to get up early and farm, or anything.

Anyway, first movie is...a feel-good horse girl movie.

Feel free to threadjack etc! ]

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[ Kaspar is excited for this, in all the little ways he knows how express it without words. Their living room has been cleaned and cozied up with coasters and places set on the coffee table and side tables. A blanket is tossed over the back of the couch, one M-21 may recognize. Kaspar also has tea on offer, from the elephant tea pot itself.

Dressed down for what has been described as something casual, he looks just as naturally comfortable as he usually does in uniform. Tonight, he manages it in a nicely fitted short sleeve shirt and soft gray pants. Most noticeably, for once, he doesn't have his pistol at hand.

Everyone gets a smile from him in greeting, and M-21 gets a warm pat on the back. It is just small enough of a group that he feels at ease, though large enough that he is content to go quiet unless spoken to directly. Offers of tea and soup are largely wordless, but he endeavors to keep cups filled and guests happy.

But by the time he curls up on one end of the couch with his cup, he realizes it might be a tight fit. So, he offers his lap up innocently to whoever is closest with a pat. Though the spot on the ground in front of his legs or beside him, are also hot real estate options. ]

[feralheart]

[ It's a nice, comfortable group of people M-21 likes -- only one of which has seen him hallucinating, which is definitely a plus. He gives Kaspar a little smile in return for that pat on the back. Once a man has spoon fed one worm soup, he has a certain amount of leniency where personal space is concerned.

Not, maybe, sitting in his lap levels of personal space waiver. At least for the practical reason that he isn't much shorter than Kaspar, and then Kaspar would miss out on the exciting horse movie. M-21 plops down next to him instead, looking around to see where everyone else is settling. He can still move to the floor if they're squished... ]

You moved the TV plants for this.

[hearthwarming]

[ Ori, meanwhile, is comfortable with the group as well, all things considered...!

She is also fully ready to sit on the floor when she spots Kaspar offering his lap, which has her. Pausing. He's so bold...! Yet she has to admit, despite being the smallest one here, her horns would likely make for an uncomfortable time for Kaspar.

She waves a hand dismissively in response, but an idea occurs to her then... ]

Heh... Wouldn't it be funny if I turned into a cat or something to sit in your lap?

[ haha jk... unless... ]

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[ Kaspar doesn't realize how bold of an offer, as someone to the standards of the island for physical affection. Also he lives with Trahearne. But he is unfazed. And then he is too busy visibly relaxing once M-21's remark draws his warm glance and soft smile. He's taken it as a compliment

Ori is not spared his queit warmth either, when his gaze finds her again. Kaspar breathes a laugh at the offer, shifting to grab the blanket for his lap. And M-21's, if he should accept it from him blindly.

Simply, he agrees. With a wide open lap, softened by layers of cloth. ]

... It would.

[hearthwarming]

[ She's had to eat a lot of interesting things over her time as an adventurer, but still - worm soup is a first!

Regardless of the whatever constellation of seating arrangements they all end up in for the actual movies proper, once the movies start, Ori finds herself absolutely entranced by it all. Yes, even the horse girl movie.

In fact, by the time that first movie has ended, she's a bit teary-eyed. Is this normal!? She cries during sad parts of plays too, so maybe it's like that...!? ]

Oh, I... [ sniff ] That was a moving ending...!

[pactmarshal]

[ It was cheesy, yes. Moving? Not so sure.

The sniff coming from the audience startles Trahearne, and he looks to Ori with wide, curious eyes. ]

Was it?

[ It's a genuine question... He just doesn't see it. ]

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[ At the opposite end of the couch from Trahearne, probably, Kaspar says nothing. Before either say a word, he can see and hear in dim lighting. He's looked away casually to sip at his cold tea since the film ended. And is now busy blinking away the tears in his watery eyes.

He's never seen anything like that. There's so much he didn't understand and yet, if he looks at Ori he is certain he will cry too. ]

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[Syrlya has experience with the VCR by this point, so when everything is setting up he's there troubleshooting and making sure the right buttons are pressed. Once they have the first movie up and running, he squeezes onto the couch next to Trahearne with snacks in his lap.

He's politely quiet during the movies themselves, even though he has dozens of commentary running through his mind. It is a fascinating way to deliver a story--this must be what holodramas are like. In between each movie, he's a little eager to discuss what they just watched.

...

Five movies, as it turns out, is a lot. Syrlya's already waning by movie four, and halfway through it he can't keep his eyes open anymore. As he nods off, his weight sinks sideways towards Trahearne.]

[pactmarshal]

[ Five movies is a lot. And despite Trahearne's fascination with the medium, all of the stories begin to blend together at some point. All these horse girl movies...are so formulaic.

The couch isn't as big as he or Kaspar likes, so at some point he's come to nestle himself into the corner, arm across the couch back to make room for Syrlya beside him.

Which doesn't really help the dozing situation. The sleepiness is a little infectious between the two of them; as Syrlya leans into him, Trahearne's arm slips from the back of the couch and across his shoulders, and his head dips to the side to rest atop Syrlya's.

The movie dialogue is distant in his ear. He's still convinced he's awake. ]

[chronosynthesis]

[The arm is instinctively inviting, and Syrlya tucks against Trahearne's side as he's wrapped in it. The reminder to stay awake grows even more distant, and he finds himself unable to crack his eyes open anymore.]

☀️ for syrlya

[pactmarshal]

[ As the crowd from the meeting disperses, Trahearne wanders among the stragglers in his sobering haze. He knows he's going to forget most of this in the days to come. Even now, what's happened in the hours prior feels like...like a long-forgotten poem.

He watches familiar faces go, endure the lingering effects of alcohol much like he is. He wonders if he looks as much a Risen as he feels to everyone else.

Speaking of feeling--something tugs on his subconsciousness, and he turns to look. It's Syrlya--he knew this already--looking much worse than he is. Though he sits on a chair, the meager piece of furniture seems like it isn't enough to keep him upright.

And so when the younger sylvari teeters, Trahearne finds his steps steadying as he strides over, now fully focused on him. His arms loop around his shoulders, catching him as he tips off his seat. ]

Whoa there.

[ He steadies him, righting him. And as he keeps him there, he stares into his eyes. How functional is he? ]

We should get you home.

[chronosynthesis]

[Syrlya doesn't even realize he's falling over until after Trahearne catches him and sets him up right. He looks up at Trahearne... but it's obvious he can't really focus on him. Still, he at least knows who's there.]

Trahearne... is the meeting over?

[pactmarshal]

It is. It ended quite a while ago.

[ Well. Trahearne doesn't really count the drinking as part of the meeting, but. That, too, has died down.

He settles both hands on his shoulders to steady him, crouching before the chair so that Syrlya's head can droop but still look at him. ]

Can you walk?

[chronosynthesis]

Yes, I can walk. [He grabs the back of the chair and the edge of the table, pushing up to his feet.

And immediately trips and topples over.]