[ especially now that we have seen the execution!!! wow!! sad!!!
vax gives them a little smile, though, and makes his way into the garden, rolling up the sleeves of his jacket. he looks tired, but, comparably better than percy was? the bar is low. ]
[ down to the turnips he will go! vax nods, dropping down cross legged to sit in a spot where he can get into the weeds, literally. shale is right - he's got a steady hand, as he gets right to work.
for a little bit, it's just companionable silence. this is fine, honestly. focus on the weed(s). ]
[they finish up the flowers and take a step back to watch. it's a nice day in the garden, though misty with no sun as always. they have a big floppy hat and that crack in their chest with vines spilling out hasn't gone away.
they let vax work in silence for a little longer.]
Those are looking nice. Do you want to keep going, or do you need a bite to eat?
[ easy peasy! it really is very soothing. working with the ashari has always been rewarding; the work is steady and difficult and grounding, in ways that very little ever was in vax's life. it's the same, here.
...as shale offers a meal, he laughs a little, ducking his head. ] ...hospitality's second to none like always, Shale. You sure that wouldn't be a pain? I can go a little longer.
[ this therapy garden comes free with one therapy statue!! ]
....mm. Anything's good. Something hearty, maybe.
[ now that he has to eat again, it's kind of nice to eat all the hearty food he enjoyed before the whole revenant thing, so! he will get to it pruning said tomatoes, more or less existing in his own head this entire time. it's like two steps from brooding. we're doing great. ]
[it's like brooding, but in the end you can eat a tomato. shale will get to work on cooking something, disappearing into the cottage. they open the door behind them and glance out.]
...Once you've got those, I don't mind if you come on in to eat.
anyway yes! brooding but there is food at the end. it is another ten minutes or so when he finishes, and when shale calls, vax hops up and brushes his hands off of dirt, then comes to join them, peering into the cottage! ]
... thanks for the meal, Shale. [ and the therapy gardening, too. ] 'ppreciate it.
shale lets him into the cottage. the simple wooden front door leads to a hallway where vax can see a spiral staircase heading up, but there's also a doorway that shale beckons him through.
the cottage is very old-fashioned, fairly small and extremely cluttered. everything is made of wood and appears handmade and old, like something sturdy that has stood the test of time, but is a little lovingly worn. the only lighting in here is the gentle glow of candles, the fire in the hearth, and a lantern set out on the table, but there are cozy looking rounded windows with cheerful shutters that let in a crack of light and allow a peek out into the misty green garden space outside.
the particular room shale beckons him into looks like an eating area. there's a simple round wooden table and seven mismatched wooden chairs clustered around it, with seven place settings. (two addition chairs are in the corner near the hearth in case they come to be needed). a vase containing fresh cut lilies and painted with little butterflies and beetles sits in the middle of the table. in the corner, there's a small hearth fireplace giving off warmth, while a pot of something sits on the fire. it smells like something delicious is cooking. he can see a doorway that might lead into something like an old-fashioned kitchen.
despite these cozy vibes, there's something desperately cluttered but also impersonal about the place. the entire cottage he can make out is coated in dust. there are a lot of cobwebs, too, but he doesn't see spiders. there are some places where there are cracks in the floor and walls and little plants or an assortment of mushrooms are poking through. a beetle (jewel green) skitters here and there. there are old teacups left out in random places, with rings of tea still in the bottom of them, and stacks of various items like bowls, containers of dried herbs, and gardening tools just left out haphazardly, gathering dust, forgotten. it altogether has the feeling of a place no one has actually lived in for a very long time, or a place that was one full of people and abruptly abandoned. the only indication it hasn't been abandoned are the large footprints occasionally tracked through the dust, mostly moving between the hearth and the hallway, as well as the fact that the food cooking clearly hasn't spoiled and the lilies on the table are fresh.
the walls are covered with shelves containing cute, handmade looking knick knacks and plateware. the plateware - cups, dishes, bowls, utensils, kettles - is all a mismatch of various cute colors and patterns, but no piece seems to go with any other piece. a lot of them are chipped or cracked. the knick knacks include wooden, painted figurines of an azure dragon curled around itself, a graceful little rose colored fox baring its teeth, and a playful golden shiba inu. but there's actually a lot of space on the shelf for more figurines, and impressions in the dust that many more suck knick knacks once existed there. on the walls there are many hoops and frames that one would expect might contain things like embroidery or art projects or pictures of loved ones. instead, they all depict various species of butterfly, sometimes in embroidery, sometimes in paint, and sometimes just as a sketch.]
It’s a little messy, I’ve been meaning to tidy up. Sit, I’ll finish cooking.
it's hard to really explain it in any other way. the sort of bustling nature of it all does remind him of keyleth, in that it's a place that feels almost bursting with life. he doesn't snoop around, really, staying nearby to shale - knocking dirt from his boots at the doorway like a good boy - but can't help but look through.
it feels familiar in the way that bass's room definitely didn't, too. like home - maybe not his home, but like home, in a way he can't really put a finger on. vax's head tilts a bit to the side, examining the figures (the blue dragon, maybe especially, makes the corner of his mouth quirk up in that same sense of familiarity). old fashioned feels good. feels nice.
his gaze drops to a beetle that skitters past his feet, and then back up to shale when shale speaks. ]
...Looks fine to me. Sure you don't need any help...?
[ not that he's much of a cook but it's fine. sometimes you just want to be good and helpful to the nice statue that has been so very nice to you!!!
but, if shale says no, he will go sit down, scooching out one of the little chairs and just settling down. there's so much to look at in here - it feels like you could spend a week here and never see it all. ]
Well, with the food, or with weeding your house, too. [ a little teasing laugh there as he props his chin in his hand to watch. ]
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I always welcome a little company. Come on in.
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vax gives them a little smile, though, and makes his way into the garden, rolling up the sleeves of his jacket. he looks tired, but, comparably better than percy was? the bar is low. ]
Just put me where you need me.
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Just dig in wherever, I know you know what you're doing.
[that was a rough one, huh? they will let vax get started before launching into feelings talk, though.]
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for a little bit, it's just companionable silence. this is fine, honestly. focus on the weed(s). ]
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they let vax work in silence for a little longer.]
Those are looking nice. Do you want to keep going, or do you need a bite to eat?
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...as shale offers a meal, he laughs a little, ducking his head. ] ...hospitality's second to none like always, Shale. You sure that wouldn't be a pain? I can go a little longer.
[ my therapy gardening ]
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[therapy gardening...it's good.]
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....mm. Anything's good. Something hearty, maybe.
[ now that he has to eat again, it's kind of nice to eat all the hearty food he enjoyed before the whole revenant thing, so! he will get to it pruning said tomatoes, more or less existing in his own head this entire time. it's like two steps from brooding. we're doing great. ]
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...Once you've got those, I don't mind if you come on in to eat.
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anyway yes! brooding but there is food at the end. it is another ten minutes or so when he finishes, and when shale calls, vax hops up and brushes his hands off of dirt, then comes to join them, peering into the cottage! ]
... thanks for the meal, Shale. [ and the therapy gardening, too. ] 'ppreciate it.
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shale lets him into the cottage. the simple wooden front door leads to a hallway where vax can see a spiral staircase heading up, but there's also a doorway that shale beckons him through.
the cottage is very old-fashioned, fairly small and extremely cluttered. everything is made of wood and appears handmade and old, like something sturdy that has stood the test of time, but is a little lovingly worn. the only lighting in here is the gentle glow of candles, the fire in the hearth, and a lantern set out on the table, but there are cozy looking rounded windows with cheerful shutters that let in a crack of light and allow a peek out into the misty green garden space outside.
the particular room shale beckons him into looks like an eating area. there's a simple round wooden table and seven mismatched wooden chairs clustered around it, with seven place settings. (two addition chairs are in the corner near the hearth in case they come to be needed). a vase containing fresh cut lilies and painted with little butterflies and beetles sits in the middle of the table. in the corner, there's a small hearth fireplace giving off warmth, while a pot of something sits on the fire. it smells like something delicious is cooking. he can see a doorway that might lead into something like an old-fashioned kitchen.
despite these cozy vibes, there's something desperately cluttered but also impersonal about the place. the entire cottage he can make out is coated in dust. there are a lot of cobwebs, too, but he doesn't see spiders. there are some places where there are cracks in the floor and walls and little plants or an assortment of mushrooms are poking through. a beetle (jewel green) skitters here and there. there are old teacups left out in random places, with rings of tea still in the bottom of them, and stacks of various items like bowls, containers of dried herbs, and gardening tools just left out haphazardly, gathering dust, forgotten. it altogether has the feeling of a place no one has actually lived in for a very long time, or a place that was one full of people and abruptly abandoned. the only indication it hasn't been abandoned are the large footprints occasionally tracked through the dust, mostly moving between the hearth and the hallway, as well as the fact that the food cooking clearly hasn't spoiled and the lilies on the table are fresh.
the walls are covered with shelves containing cute, handmade looking knick knacks and plateware. the plateware - cups, dishes, bowls, utensils, kettles - is all a mismatch of various cute colors and patterns, but no piece seems to go with any other piece. a lot of them are chipped or cracked. the knick knacks include wooden, painted figurines of an azure dragon curled around itself, a graceful little rose colored fox baring its teeth, and a playful golden shiba inu. but there's actually a lot of space on the shelf for more figurines, and impressions in the dust that many more suck knick knacks once existed there. on the walls there are many hoops and frames that one would expect might contain things like embroidery or art projects or pictures of loved ones. instead, they all depict various species of butterfly, sometimes in embroidery, sometimes in paint, and sometimes just as a sketch.]
It’s a little messy, I’ve been meaning to tidy up. Sit, I’ll finish cooking.
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it feels just... homey, in here.
it's hard to really explain it in any other way. the sort of bustling nature of it all does remind him of keyleth, in that it's a place that feels almost bursting with life. he doesn't snoop around, really, staying nearby to shale - knocking dirt from his boots at the doorway like a good boy - but can't help but look through.
it feels familiar in the way that bass's room definitely didn't, too. like home - maybe not his home, but like home, in a way he can't really put a finger on. vax's head tilts a bit to the side, examining the figures (the blue dragon, maybe especially, makes the corner of his mouth quirk up in that same sense of familiarity). old fashioned feels good. feels nice.
his gaze drops to a beetle that skitters past his feet, and then back up to shale when shale speaks. ]
...Looks fine to me. Sure you don't need any help...?
[ not that he's much of a cook but it's fine. sometimes you just want to be good and helpful to the nice statue that has been so very nice to you!!!
but, if shale says no, he will go sit down, scooching out one of the little chairs and just settling down. there's so much to look at in here - it feels like you could spend a week here and never see it all. ]
Well, with the food, or with weeding your house, too. [ a little teasing laugh there as he props his chin in his hand to watch. ]
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I don't need it. The stew will take care of itself. But maybe sometime I'll take you up on that weeding.