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[culver]

[the video opens up to Nill, and Tate leaning over her shoulder. they’re both wearing crowns of woven flowers, pinks and yellows and whites. Tate grins, all teeth and delight when he sees it’s recording.]

Look what Tate showed me how to do. [and she gestures to the daisy crown on her head.]

We kind of got carried away. [Tate says, and he leans back enough to hold up a handful of joined flowers, they’re all of varying lengths, but they’re all made of the same general flowers. nill smiles, and reaches up to gently adjust tate’s flower crown, which has somehow managed to go crooked. her attention then returns to the comm.]

We are on the second level of the gardensfi

[her typing is interrupted when her horse suddenly clops up behind her and starts trying to snuffle at the crown on her head. she sort of rolls to the side in an attempt to get away, dropping the comm as she goes. she’s doing her silent laughing thing, shoulders shaking slightly even if no sound leaves her mouth.

Tate’s smile, if possible, widens, and for a moment he looks like nothing more than a fond older brother. even if that laugh is silent, her joy is clear. he turns his gaze back to the screen.]

The second level of the gardens, if anyone wants to come up here and get lei’d. We’re lacking a beach but hey, beggars can’t be choosers.

[whatever else he was going to say is cut off when the horse comes back over, clearly favoring the stationary target over the one trying to get away, and Tate laughs before he cuts the feed to direct his attention to fending off their attacker.]

[ooc; typing is nill, and purple is tate.]

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[heltersskelter]

[Tate looks up when the newcomer arrives. he doesn't recognize her, and he glances at Nill to see if she shows any recognition. he's not entirely sure, because Nill can smile like that at almost anyone, but it seems genuine enough. he looks back up at Rose.]

Want a flower crown?

[seered]

[Rose aaaalmost says yes before remembering that such things are silly and for children and she is fifteen whole years old.

There are more important things to talk about anyway.]

No, thank you. I'm just here for the company.

[She takes a seat next to Nill, leaning in to watch her handiwork.]

I found some yarn, if you were wondering.

[culver]

[Hey, Nill is probably fifteenish! Then again, she sort of missed out on fun childhood things like weaving flower crowns, so she probably isn't a good comparison at all.

Anyway, she adjust so she's facing Rose more than not when she sits. Even if this conversation is going to be mostly one-sided, she can at least look like she's able to contribute. But at the mention of yarn, her face does light up. Yarn means knitting, which she would very much like to learn. Her wings flap a few times with delight.]

[heltersskelter]

Suit yourself.

[he shrugs, but goes back to threading flowers together. it's clear that these two have a repoir, so Tate falls quiet and lets them interact, glancing up sideways at them now and again to make it clear he's still listening.]

[seered]

[She nods, watching the way they slip the flowers in and around each other.]

It used to be my yarn, actually. But Dave has it.

[Which is a whole other story, really, but Rose recognizes she is being the tiniest bit rude to this other boy.]

I'm sorry. I don't believe we've met.

[culver]

[What could Dave do with yarn, is what Nill wants to know. As far as she's aware he can't knit like Rose can--or, if he is able to, he definitely hasn't told her about it.

Nill's wings perk up and she looks from Tate to Rose, realizing that the other girl is incredibly correct. Sadly, Nill isn't very good at introducing people, so she just sort of sits there awkwardly, hoping one of them will step up.]

[heltersskelter]

I'm Tate.

[he shrugs, like it isn't important, though the fact that she'd acknowledged him is the exact opposite. Tate doesn't take being ignored very well, even if it isn't something that manifests outwardly. he smiles at her.]

[seered]

Rose. I'm a recent acquaintance of Nill's.

[She extends a hand and leans in, smiling in return.]

Tell me, how did you get mixed up in all this?

[heltersskelter]

[he leans over to shake her hand; his own grip is firm, and though he doesn't hold her grip too long, he doesn't look away from her eyes as he speaks to her.]

The flower crowns?

[seered]

[Rose is just fine with that, letting her hands fall back into her lap as she continues to watch Nill's fingers twist the flowers into a garland.]

It is a bit of an interesting way to kill time.

[heltersskelter]

I used to do it as a kid with my sister.

[he shrugs, and his gaze finally drops as he picks up more flowers]

Why not, you know? It's not like we're doing anything else.