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fluxscape2020-10-17 08:44 pm
forleaving) wrote in fluxscape2020-10-17 08:44 pm
Entry tags:
OTA
Who: Adam and YOU!
What: Spending time at the park and doing some shopping
Where: Various places around Wechester City
When: 10/17
Warnings: None yet
A. Blossom, willow grow your leaves
Adam had been here for weeks already and he was no closer to figuring out a way home now than he'd been when he'd first gotten there. It was true that things weren't as bad as he'd expected them to be, but he was still far from home, with no answers, and everything was a mess.
Everything being a mess was part of why he was sat in the park, on the grass, flipping over tarot cards three at a time. Every time, he frowned at them, swept them back into the deck, and tried again. This wasn't like when he'd been connected with Cabeswater; he couldn't just ask a question and receive an answer from whatever had brought them here.
Taking a deep breath, he leaned back for a moment, squinting up at the sun. Things would have been easier with a ley line, but he didn't have that kind of luxury here. He didn't have many luxuries, period, except a roof over his head and friends. So really, nothing much had changed on that front.
Looking back down, he flipped three more cards, squinting at them.
B. 'Cos my soil dries round fractured seeds
There was a little store next to the hardware place where he worked that was stocking some nice autumn decorations. It had more than that, though, and even better it was inexpensive. He browsed the aisles with a basket in hand, picking up odds and ends. A welcome rug for the Barns. A few scented candles for his room. Some storage baskets that didn't fit in his shopping basket and had to be carried in his other hand. If he'd driven there he would have had to worry about only getting whatever could be stored on his motorcycle, but he'd walked, so it wasn't that big of a deal.
He stopped in front of the animal toys section, rearranging his basket before poking through toys. He didn't know if goats played with anything or if they just kind of headbutted things as their way of playing, and he wasn't about to try calling Ronan to ask him. Moving on, he found himself in a cramped book section, putting down all of his baskets so he could use both hands to poke through the books.
What: Spending time at the park and doing some shopping
Where: Various places around Wechester City
When: 10/17
Warnings: None yet
A. Blossom, willow grow your leaves
Adam had been here for weeks already and he was no closer to figuring out a way home now than he'd been when he'd first gotten there. It was true that things weren't as bad as he'd expected them to be, but he was still far from home, with no answers, and everything was a mess.
Everything being a mess was part of why he was sat in the park, on the grass, flipping over tarot cards three at a time. Every time, he frowned at them, swept them back into the deck, and tried again. This wasn't like when he'd been connected with Cabeswater; he couldn't just ask a question and receive an answer from whatever had brought them here.
Taking a deep breath, he leaned back for a moment, squinting up at the sun. Things would have been easier with a ley line, but he didn't have that kind of luxury here. He didn't have many luxuries, period, except a roof over his head and friends. So really, nothing much had changed on that front.
Looking back down, he flipped three more cards, squinting at them.
B. 'Cos my soil dries round fractured seeds
There was a little store next to the hardware place where he worked that was stocking some nice autumn decorations. It had more than that, though, and even better it was inexpensive. He browsed the aisles with a basket in hand, picking up odds and ends. A welcome rug for the Barns. A few scented candles for his room. Some storage baskets that didn't fit in his shopping basket and had to be carried in his other hand. If he'd driven there he would have had to worry about only getting whatever could be stored on his motorcycle, but he'd walked, so it wasn't that big of a deal.
He stopped in front of the animal toys section, rearranging his basket before poking through toys. He didn't know if goats played with anything or if they just kind of headbutted things as their way of playing, and he wasn't about to try calling Ronan to ask him. Moving on, he found himself in a cramped book section, putting down all of his baskets so he could use both hands to poke through the books.