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death_begins) wrote2010-08-31 03:25 pm
death_begins) wrote2010-08-31 03:25 pm
Thirtieth Rebirth [video]
[The camera flickers on and finds Yuca, once again, sitting peacefully in his garden, an arm wrapped around his knees. He's got cuts and bruises here and there from his fight with Merlin, but for the most part, he still looks pretty okay. The flowers are just starting to bloom, and his fingers barely brush against one, as if he isn't sure of the texture.]
I wonder if this is what he meant.
[A quiet sigh, as Yuca pulls back.]
It's useless though, isn't it? They're all going to die, come winter, and all I'll have left of them are recordings and the memories that they once were green.
[He seems a little conflicted there, resting his chin on his open palm and pursing his lips, thoughtfully. He still hasn't looked at the camera yet, and for a moment, it seems almost as if the video was accidental.]
Maybe I can replant them in pots and carry them all inside for Winter...
[Something that seems like a daunting task- Yuca has probably planted well over a hundred of them in the small clearing, and it's obvious that when they bloom in full, the flowers will form a white blanket against the cold ground.]
I'm sorry to those that happened across me during the last event. It was something that I wanted to avoid, but... hopefully, you've all managed to recover now.
[A thoughtful pause.]
If I build a greenhouse around them, I can keep them safe before it gets too cold. It seems like so much effort though, when they're just going to die eventually anyway. I don't understand why people put themselves through this. [He sighs- he still hasn't even so much as glanced over to the camera.]
Well. It's a learning experience. Rain might cry if I let them all die, anyway. Does anyone know if they'll have a few extra flowerpots when it gets to late fall? I'm going to try and get all of these inside in a month or so. Some special light bulbs might be appreciated too. You can never start too early with these things.
[God what the hell Yuca, who are you talking to. The sunset casts an orange glow on his face, and Yuca closes his eyes and reaches for the PCD, flicking it off with a casual movement.]
I wonder if this is what he meant.
[A quiet sigh, as Yuca pulls back.]
It's useless though, isn't it? They're all going to die, come winter, and all I'll have left of them are recordings and the memories that they once were green.
[He seems a little conflicted there, resting his chin on his open palm and pursing his lips, thoughtfully. He still hasn't looked at the camera yet, and for a moment, it seems almost as if the video was accidental.]
Maybe I can replant them in pots and carry them all inside for Winter...
[Something that seems like a daunting task- Yuca has probably planted well over a hundred of them in the small clearing, and it's obvious that when they bloom in full, the flowers will form a white blanket against the cold ground.]
I'm sorry to those that happened across me during the last event. It was something that I wanted to avoid, but... hopefully, you've all managed to recover now.
[A thoughtful pause.]
If I build a greenhouse around them, I can keep them safe before it gets too cold. It seems like so much effort though, when they're just going to die eventually anyway. I don't understand why people put themselves through this. [He sighs- he still hasn't even so much as glanced over to the camera.]
Well. It's a learning experience. Rain might cry if I let them all die, anyway. Does anyone know if they'll have a few extra flowerpots when it gets to late fall? I'm going to try and get all of these inside in a month or so. Some special light bulbs might be appreciated too. You can never start too early with these things.
[God what the hell Yuca, who are you talking to. The sunset casts an orange glow on his face, and Yuca closes his eyes and reaches for the PCD, flicking it off with a casual movement.]
[Voice // Private // Unhackable]
[Voice // Private // Unhackable]
[Fuuuu what.]
-um.
...okay.
[Voice // Private // Unhackable]
[Christ, man.]
[Voice // Private // Unhackable]
[His tone is more... friendly teasing, than derogatory.]
[Voice // Private // Unhackable]
[Voice // Private // Unhackable]
We're arranging a... potluck of sorts, so people can eat and help out and just... generally sort of have a fun time.
[God Yuca sounds so awkward saying those things.]
Anyway, you don't have to come, but- I'll send you the when and where a few days beforehand, if you wanted to.
[Voice // Private // Unhackable]
[There's a beat of silence.]
Don't screw this up, Yuca. People aren't full of third chances around here. You've got your start. Don't lose it.
[And he will cut the feed. Translation? Zuko will give him a shot at his trust. If he fucks it up, it is gone. Permanently.]