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[needmetoo]

[It might be starting to get a little warm for winter clothes, but with a torn coat and the clothes underneath being a bit too light, Xion doesn't really have anything else in her wardrobe at the moment. All the same, after walking around Agrabah in black leather, the slightly overwarm feeling from her clothes barely registered.

Plus it covered up the bandaging on her upper arm. The only real evidence of her ordeal ten days ago was a certain degree of tiredness in her expression. She's bearing up reasonably well though, and smiles a bit sheepishly at the feed.]

Hey um... I'm Xion. And I wanted to let everybody who heard that... [Who heard Yosuke's very panicked radio broadcast.] Well, that I'm okay. I'm really sorry if anybody was worried.

[Because really, they didn't need to be worrying about her. Really. Please don't.]

Also, it may seem kind of strange but... back home, sometimes different flowers could mean things. I guess... do are there flowers here with other meanings too? And how would I find them out?

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[Around the end of the month, in doing her best to ignore the rising tensions in the city, or perhaps even to spite them, Xion will be doing her best to brighten things up around the Midnight Hotel. To that event, one can find... flowers. Flowers everywhere.

You might see her carrying a small bushels, along with vases - or even cups for the smaller arrangements - to put them in. Several can be found all over the first floor, and the hallways of the upper floors.

She's certainly enthusiastic about the whole thing, checking the flowers frequently and keeping an eye out to see if people are enjoying them.]

[[ooc; Xion's flower-placing will continue into early May (with a hiatus on the 1st and 2nd), barring any interference from info on May's calendar]]

Comments

[wintershepherd]

There's a whole flower "language", sure. It got really popular during Victorian England, in the 19th century.

[ Guess who was around for that. ]

I know some of them, if that helps? This is more my boss' area of expertise than mine, there's not a lot of winter flowers.

[needmetoo]

Well, I only really know one, so anything helps!

[She's not even sure where to start looking.]

[wintershepherd]

Well... let me see. What is it you want to say, and I'll try to get you a list.

video;

[problematical]

Floriography. Language of flowers.

Can't always say what you want, or mean what you say, or say what you mean. All the truths come hidden with little lies, like thorns on roses.

video;

[needmetoo]

Floriography...

[She rolls the word around in her mouth, getting a feel for it, memorizing it. Now she has a word that she can use when hunting down more information.

At least until the rest of the reply. She frowns, puzzled.]

But... [River you're confusing the less-than-one-year-old] But what if you want to say is really simple?

Re: video;

[problematical]

[ River confuses everyone, Xion, so you're doing all right. ]

Then flowers are just like words. Sometimes they're easy. Sometimes they're not.

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[valevectorian]

[Sometime later in the day on the day Xion made that post, Accelerator can be found sitting at the table in the lobby with a book and a fresh mug of coffee that he's already downed most of. He hasn't done much reading, though. All the flowers nearby have caught his attention, and not positively. Scowling at the nearest vaseful, he flicks his gaze over at the sound of footsteps and someone with a bulky load.

A girl carrying a ton of flowers and vases seems to be coming by. His eyes narrow, brow furrowing. The girl from the video he saw earlier. So that was Xion, the one who'd been shot a week or two earlier.]

Tch. So you're the culprit responsible for these.

['These' being all the flowers he's seen placed around the lobby and elsewhere in the hotel.]

Re: action

[needmetoo]

[Xion stops a little at his reaction. She's watched a few thus far, and it's ranged mostly from indifference to pleasure. She hasn't really seen anybody yet who's outright seemed to dislike them, let alone confront her about it.]

You mean... the flowers?

[She buries her face a little behind the bushel she's currently carrying.]

Yeah, um... is there a problem?

[valevectorian]

What else would I mean?

[he raises his eyebrows, otherwise relatively neutral in expression]

It's as if your ambition is to make this place compete with a celebrity's hospital room.

[Perhaps something of an exaggeration.]

[needmetoo]

A... what?

[His reference goes almost completely over her head. She's maybe heard the word celebrity once or twice. It feels like the kind of word Xigbar would use. But other than that... nope. Nothing.]

I just... thought it might cheer some people up.

[valevectorian]

You heard me.

[It's hard to tell whether her reaction is due to confusion or something else. It doesn't occur to him that she doesn't understand the reference.]

It's a lot of damn flowers. That's all I'm saying.

[For now that's the only explanation she'll get. Part of him wants to get snippier about that shit, but the Hotel is a no-violence zone. It's less of a headache if he just holds back and reins himself in a little with the verbal abrasion to lower the chances of his words resulting in unwanted exacerbated conflict.

As for the whole cheering people up thing... hahahahahahaha. he is the wrong person to talk to about anything related to that, and he knows it.]

[needmetoo]

[She's drawing back a little bit now, holding the bunch of flowers she's carrying both protectively, and almost as though they can protect her somehow. She's not gunning for a fight, but she's not comfortable with how this... whatever it is, is progressing.]

I know. I've been working on them for a couple days.

[It helped her feel like she was being productive, after days of healing, and getting mugged in the first place.]

[valevectorian]

[he lets out a quiet sigh, finally flicking his gaze away from her.]

That must be one hell of a distraction you're in need of then, to go that far.

[It's just an assumption on his part. He could very well be wrong.]

[needmetoo]

[Or he could be dead on. Xion flinches slightly, no longer able to meet his eyes. There wasn't anything wrong with it. She knew that - thought it at least. And yet...]

Something like that.

[From defensive to uncomfortable in three seconds. Maybe it'd be better off if she kept moving...]

[valevectorian]

[seeing that flinch and the way she avoids looking at him, he flicks his gaze around the lobby to check for others in the area, then reaches for his mug of coffee. he takes a sip before speaking up again.]

You're Xion, right? I saw your post earlier.

ACTION

[pushtheboundaries]

[she'll come across him while he's examining one of the flower bushels. just touching them, a bit surprised that anyone would go out for all this trouble, but...he can't deny the small smile on his face.

at the sound of an approach, he turns, blinks for a moment- her- then replaces that smile, however small.]

Ah- you're the one placing these, aren't you?

ACTION

[needmetoo]

[She's been doing this partially to help cheer everyone up, lighten the mood from some of the obvious tension that's been going around. So seeing people who do seem like they appreciate her efforts is a delight, and so her own smile is bright.]

Yeah, yeah I am. I thought... it might make things a bit brighter, here. Do you like them?

[A little bit hesitant, but still hopeful]

[pushtheboundaries]

[at her attitude, he can't help but smile a bit more, and nod.] I do. They're quite charming, and I'm sure I'm not the only one who thinks so.

[needmetoo]

[Even though she'd asked his opinion, she still ducks her head a little shyly at his words, pleased.]

I've been kind of... not really around, the past few days, but I know things have been tense. It seemed like a good idea.

[The whole... Chihulean conflict was very much over Xion's head, especially as she's been basically bedridden for much of the time up until she started her flower project, and restricted to the hotel for the parts where she was not. It was part of why she'd taken up the project in the first place, to help get herself on her feet again.]

[pushtheboundaries]

I've tried to stay out of it, myself, but I can sympathize. With so much of it over my head...it seems safer just to keep my head down.

[he tilts it, regarding her]

Though we all have to look up sooner or later, I suppose.

ACTION

[strokeofgenis]

[Genis had missed the broadcast from Xion regarding the flowers. Perhaps he had been at work that day or something. But either way, Genis could not possibly miss the fact that more and more flowers kept appearing in the Hotel. Every single day. And it would not be fore several more days after that until Genis finally finds out who's up to the task of making the place a regular flora convention.]

Man, if it were actually possible, I'd say these flowers were spreading themselves throughout the—

[Which is exactly when Genis will see Xion there.]

—Xion? That... you... were... the... flowers... person...?

[Somewhere in there, there might be a cogent thought.]

[needmetoo]

[There was a brief interlude. On the first two days of May, the flow of flowers stopped, and it may have seemed like whoever had done it was done with their work, for those who hadn't figured out it was Xion. However, that was far from the truth. Instead, on the first and second, Xion, palefaced, could've been found sticking very closely to Aqua, as if afraid the older woman would disappear too.

Like Roxas had.

By the end of May 3rd though, she's pushed herself to carry on. The flowers became more than just a mission to cheer everyone else up. They were her own sort of personal reminder to carry on.

Spotting Genis, hearing his commentary, makes her smile a little, for the first time in what felt like days. And then he saw her, and she can't help it. She giggles very slightly.]

Y-yeah. That's me. I thought they might help.

[But even that slightly was an improvement]

[strokeofgenis]

........

[For a moment, Genis is just speechless. Here, he'd practically been whinging about the fact that the flowers were taking over everything and anything. And then to discover that the culprit behind it was the girl that he kinda sorta maybe liked. Whoops. That's one way to actually make it so that Genis shuts up for a few seconds.

[Until all the words come out of his mouth all at once to try to make up for it and make it seem like all's well. After all, she's smiling, so... maybe she's not mad? She's even giggling. At With him! That's new! But still, best be careful!]

Well, I mean, it's great! Seeing everything so colourful and... uh, pretty. And flowery! It's definitely a nice change from all the dark colours of the Hotel. So... I... guess... thanks.

You're doing this just to try to cheer people up?

[That's certainly going a long way for others!]