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estoria2015-05-19 08:25 pm
senseandcecilbility) wrote in estoria2015-05-19 08:25 pm
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[Open] Say cheese?
Who: Kevin Cecil and you
When: 1/6, 1/7
Where: CERES Gardens
What: Flowers! Pictures! Discomfiture!
Rating/Warning: none
[A florist! Kevin is a florist! He has never been a florist before, which is saying a lot considering he has been around for quite a bit. It is all right, though. He is nothing but thorough, and if he is going to sell this world's flowers, he might as well learn everything about them. With some trepidation and a few involuntary detours - oh dear, was that a neighborhood of ill repute? - he manages his way into the most bizarre railway system. Honestly, the entire thing is underground and as claustrophobic as any coal mine. Is that a distant and more forbidding relative of London's horror? Why anyone would ever consider that a good idea is quite beyond him. But thank goodness his efforts are amply rewarded when he emerges from the depths of earth to the most luxuriant sights and sounds of Ceres Gardens. Ahh, that was exactly what he had been praying for!
This place is very different from the Master and Mistress' peaceful Victorian garden, and not quite as wild as Eden itself. Although he is fully capable of recognizing some of the flora, the hard truth is that another equally large number of species baffle him. There is some spot of trouble with a grumpy groundkeeper when he attempts to collect some samples for entirely taxonomic purposes, but it all ends well after a young lady - she couldn't be over eighty - invites him to sit by her side, and proceeds to tell him everything about her six grandchildren and four house cats. By the end of their conversation, Kevin has learned a great deal about house cats, but also about how to use his CereVice to take daguerreotypes of cats or whatever catches his fancy.
Instantaneous pigmented daguerrotypes, no less. My, what will people invent next?
After saying goodbye to the nice lady, he resumes his stroll and starts to take photographs of all the flowers. Sadly, he lacks both the technique and etiquette to do that properly, so if you were to turn around, you might find yourself face to face with a tall stranger wearing a very intent expression and taking pictures of you.
Though what he is aiming at is that cherry tree just behind you, really.]
When: 1/6, 1/7
Where: CERES Gardens
What: Flowers! Pictures! Discomfiture!
Rating/Warning: none
[A florist! Kevin is a florist! He has never been a florist before, which is saying a lot considering he has been around for quite a bit. It is all right, though. He is nothing but thorough, and if he is going to sell this world's flowers, he might as well learn everything about them. With some trepidation and a few involuntary detours - oh dear, was that a neighborhood of ill repute? - he manages his way into the most bizarre railway system. Honestly, the entire thing is underground and as claustrophobic as any coal mine. Is that a distant and more forbidding relative of London's horror? Why anyone would ever consider that a good idea is quite beyond him. But thank goodness his efforts are amply rewarded when he emerges from the depths of earth to the most luxuriant sights and sounds of Ceres Gardens. Ahh, that was exactly what he had been praying for!
This place is very different from the Master and Mistress' peaceful Victorian garden, and not quite as wild as Eden itself. Although he is fully capable of recognizing some of the flora, the hard truth is that another equally large number of species baffle him. There is some spot of trouble with a grumpy groundkeeper when he attempts to collect some samples for entirely taxonomic purposes, but it all ends well after a young lady - she couldn't be over eighty - invites him to sit by her side, and proceeds to tell him everything about her six grandchildren and four house cats. By the end of their conversation, Kevin has learned a great deal about house cats, but also about how to use his CereVice to take daguerreotypes of cats or whatever catches his fancy.
Instantaneous pigmented daguerrotypes, no less. My, what will people invent next?
After saying goodbye to the nice lady, he resumes his stroll and starts to take photographs of all the flowers. Sadly, he lacks both the technique and etiquette to do that properly, so if you were to turn around, you might find yourself face to face with a tall stranger wearing a very intent expression and taking pictures of you.
Though what he is aiming at is that cherry tree just behind you, really.]
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But wait...]
1840? Madam, that cannot be right. That was almost fifty years ago!
[ He was told about different worlds, not different times, and Anna doesn't look that old...]
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[Sure, she could talk more flowers but there was something more important to her! As she began to cross her arms, a small frown appeared]
And I'll have you know that I'm about to turn 19 pretty soon! I'm not that old to be old yet!
[...Does that even make any sense?]
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But for shame, Kevin, you just offended a lady who has been nothing but kind to you. ]
My sincere apologies, madam. I did not wish to imply that you were already a matron.
[Or had a pact with the devil...]
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Don't worry about it! I'm still kind of surprised by how many people are from the future here! But I just think of it as a good way to see what it has to offer!
It's not like I'll ever get a chance to see it!
[She didn't want to bring up a somber topic and especially in front of someone she just met but it was the sad truth. And all things considered? She was more or less dead here anyway]
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However, that is not quite true in our case, is it? When I return, I could attempt to find you so we could talk about current events over a cup of tea. My, you could even show me what an even greater artist you have become!
[She will probably be an old lady with many grandchildren, but sometimes those are Kevin's favorites.]
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That's true too! But I doubt that I'll be that great of an artist though, I mean, I kind of have a busy job back home!
But it's kind of nice though, everyone I met here is from the future so at least there will be someone I could visit from time to time. And here I thought I wouldn't able to meet them ever again!
[But if Kevin looked carefully, Anna was looked a tad bit uncomfortable]
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...Madam, may I ask how long you have been here?
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[With all the chaos going around, it definitely feels like she's been here a lot longer! However, for such a simple question, it seemed so loaded as well. As she gave a smile, she had a question of her own.]
But why did you ask?