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Astralin Valen ([personal profile] perditor) wrote in [community profile] expiationlogs2023-04-07 06:43 pm

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Who: Astralin and you!
Where: Meadowlands, on his new farm.
What: Astralin needs help setting up his new farm, anyone is welcome to help out.
Warnings: None.



Prompts below! If you want to mingle, feel free to make your own prompts.
dialetheism: (🌠 that's true)

[personal profile] dialetheism 2023-04-23 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[ In their very limited defense, they hadn't meant to get lost.

It's just- well, look. Look. There's a lot of empty meadow stretching out as far as the eye can see, and the first time through, they weren't... exactly paying that close attention to landmarks or geography. Being preoccupied with an existential crisis could do that to anyone. Surely it's a reasonable explanation, isn't it?

Ahem.

But regardless, they had no such excuse now, and today had meant to be an attempt at rectifying that basic fact. Just... find their way to the windmill, and retrace their steps back to Aldrip. It wasn't supposed to be this hard. It's- it's a town, how do they lose an entire town--
]

--Ah, Astralin-san. It's good to see you too.

[ Thankfully for Lion's long-term wellbeing, they'd noticed the farm before too long. And, well... Astralin did say to visit anytime. What is this, then, but an excellently timed coincidence? (Or that's what they're going with, anyway.)

In practice, it looks like this: they don't actually notice his approach until he speaks up, as they've been thoroughly distracted by watching some chickens bustle around in their pen. Even at this passing glance, they look better then they did previous - no fresh injuries, for one thing, and someone must've found them clothes not covered in blood - and there's no glassy, half-real look in their eyes. Honestly, they just look normal.

In return, he's met with a warm smile, and a polite matching wave. Tit for tat.
]

Is it the afternoon already? I hadn't realized. [ A pause. ] I apologize if I'm intruding on something, then. I was just-- oh!

[ Whatever they were just doing, they don't get the chance to elaborate. That cow sure is poking her head into the conversation in turn, and like. In theory, they knew cows were large animals, but actually seeing one wander within vibe check distance is another matter entirely.

At least they look fascinated, rather then alarmed...?
]
dialetheism: (🌠  because, i knew you)

[personal profile] dialetheism 2023-04-26 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The cow's approach is watched with a mix of that same wide-eyed fascination and an odd undercurrent of nervousness that comes from being someone who has, genuinely, never spent any significant length of time around large animals. It's startling how firm that friendly shoulder-bump is from such a gentle animal, and it's enough to coax a surprised - but delighted - laugh out of them. ]

She does...? But how can you tell? [ Lion, honey. ] I mean- oh, that's probably obvious, isn't it...

[ But the sight earns a soft smile regardless, and one hand begins giving out some sweet, sweet chin-scratches if not stopped. ]

...But no, there wasn't any specific reason for the visit. I was just trying to familiarize myself with the local area and, ah... [ got lost-- ] ...ended up stumbling into your farm before I'd realized it.

[ The smile turns apologetic as they look across at Astralin. They assumed he wouldn't mind, based on what scant information they had. And while they can see now that it wasn't wrong, it could've been, very easily. ]