Sowing Seeds
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"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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Date: 2025-01-21 09:43 pm (UTC)"He even has blonde hair like Giorno," Juli said. "He's pretty cute."
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Date: 2025-01-22 06:09 am (UTC)Still, even Giorno had his moments, she was finding. Maybe she could talk him into some frog licking.
"I suppose they do look alike, don't they? Though it's not just that...they're both surprisingly shy."
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Date: 2025-01-22 07:53 am (UTC)"That's why I'm a bit jealous. You're the reason Giorno is arranging this festival, after all."
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Date: 2025-01-22 08:29 am (UTC)“So, if he committed himself plainly to you tomorrow, you would say…”
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Date: 2025-01-22 10:20 pm (UTC)Even if nothing ever good came out of teammates getting romantically involved, he’d just cross that bridge when he came to it, if it needed crossing at all. Juli was doing a good job of pumping the breaks already.
“Just so everyone’s aware…we’ve got a follower.” He spoke up, pointing his thumb behind them. The fox from earlier was following at a distance, its bushy tail swishing curiously.
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