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Basil ([personal profile] photographists) wrote2024-06-06 07:51 pm

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[personal profile] headhooligan 2024-10-17 06:52 am (UTC)(link)

Oh, uh… I just grabbed some dirt from the garden. [Lowercase-G “garden,” not the Enchanted one—not like voice conveys this. Look, it’s not like Aubrey’s tearing up some stranger’s lawn. There are some blooms around the cottage. Dirt is free real estate.

[And while she doesn’t intend to dismiss Basil’s lifelong interest, exactly, a different part of what he says catches her attention more. Aubrey ducks into the camera’s view, head tilted—-both from the angle and out of curious habit.]

You’ve gotten a gift from BB?

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[personal profile] headhooligan 2024-10-26 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)

Not a garden-garden, just what’s growing around. [It feels like it should count. Somnius is never at any shortage of plants.

[This is not always a good thing. Recalling this, Aubrey frowns a little—not that it’s Basil’s fault.]

A flower shop, huh… sounds just like you. [It’s not at all meant to be an insult, but he’d be forgiven for misreading with the expression change.] BB’s a good person to work with, I think. [A glance back towards R0sie, and then Aubrey just sits herself on the floor nearby, legs crossed and chin in hands.]

I guess she could keep an eye on things, too. In case anything goes haywire.