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Sowing Seeds
"Come here...isn't your paw hurt?"
Giorno had full intentions of stealing a mid-day nap, but Croccante was high on one of the broken pillars beside the door to his room. The white cat eyed him but didn't come down. Giorno sighed and rubbed his head. Just looking up for too long was hard when he had been on his feet for longer than an hour or two.
It had been just two days since he cured Joseph. He had slept almost the rest of the day through and that was all he was allowing himself after making himself so scarce for a whole week. At some point doubt would creep into the community gossip and that was the last thing he needed to manage.
Giorno leaned against the pillar and put some of his energy into the ivy vines that crept up it. The flowers burst open, surprising the small cat, and urging her to leap down--right onto his head. He quickly pried her out of his now-mussed curls and inspected her paw. A little splinter poked out of the pink pad, and he squinted to pluck it out--and missed. And tried again--and missed. His hands were shaking. Croccante's tail was swishing in irritation. He summoned all his focus and managed to fix his fingers around it to pull it out, and the fluffy cat bolted out of his arms not a moment later.
"Yes, yes...you're welcome." Giorno watched her take off down the hall.
Giorno had full intentions of stealing a mid-day nap, but Croccante was high on one of the broken pillars beside the door to his room. The white cat eyed him but didn't come down. Giorno sighed and rubbed his head. Just looking up for too long was hard when he had been on his feet for longer than an hour or two.
It had been just two days since he cured Joseph. He had slept almost the rest of the day through and that was all he was allowing himself after making himself so scarce for a whole week. At some point doubt would creep into the community gossip and that was the last thing he needed to manage.
Giorno leaned against the pillar and put some of his energy into the ivy vines that crept up it. The flowers burst open, surprising the small cat, and urging her to leap down--right onto his head. He quickly pried her out of his now-mussed curls and inspected her paw. A little splinter poked out of the pink pad, and he squinted to pluck it out--and missed. And tried again--and missed. His hands were shaking. Croccante's tail was swishing in irritation. He summoned all his focus and managed to fix his fingers around it to pull it out, and the fluffy cat bolted out of his arms not a moment later.
"Yes, yes...you're welcome." Giorno watched her take off down the hall.
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And for those repairs, the resources from the abyss were a necessity.
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Shepard ran a finger over her brow, the one with the scar. "I don't tire easily and I've lived off the land in far worse conditions than this. If we want to plan for a longer excursion, I have no objections."
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"It would. If this forest really brought us to Hyrule...we would have access to an incredible supply of ancient Sheikah technology." Zelda squinted as she thought, letting herself process the possibility. She looked to Juli and Chilchuck as she did. They were three-fifths of the council just amongst themselves after all.
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"Let's return to the villa. I would like to bring this forth as a proposal at once."
Zelda began to start back in that direction, but paused to pluck and pocket the shroom first.
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"On that note...were you still going to the festival with Giorno?" Even if they made up from the sounds of it, she didn't want to assume.
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