ϡ - Chapter TwentySeven; The brief interlude [voice/action] backdated to the 10th

[folklorist]

[ It’s been awhile and with everything that’s occurred he had almost forgotten. But it’s September 10th once again. That day…that day Elise passed away and he lost the most important person to him. He’s lost a lot here, been through a lot here. But the memory doesn’t fade, doesn’t heal, and he doesn’t want it to. This is for her and everything she meant to him, everything she still is to him.

So he can’t forget and never will. ]

It’s funny. How…certain things catch up to you. I-I suppose you lose track of time in this place, hm? It’s quite easy to do so, what with no designated unit. It...makes you wonder what other people back home might be doing. Might have been doing in the interim.

Ah! And a belated welcome to all our new arrivals. It's a bit strange, isn't it? But...everyone here is welcoming enough. You'll-you'll come to find that out on your own though. I've met some...very wonderful people here. I hope you can all do the same. Luceti is a trying place at times but we help one another, and it makes things easier.

[ There’s no other transmission after that for awhile. The roomies can hear him walking, pacing actually, in his room before it stops and he opens the door. He’ll go to leave heading to the memory garden. He makes one more voice post before he places a bundle of flowers in one of the open plots. ]

I-I hope it’s not, not too much trouble. I, um, used one of the plots in the g-garden. If, it is…I can move them. [ He has a plot out in the forest anyway. And he’ll actually make his way to the edge of the town sometime later in the afternoon. He’ll return around midday and then hang around town until late at night. He’ll be outside looking up at the stars outside of CH7 humming a rather interesting song to himself. It’s actually a song she wrote for him but it’s not like anyone would know that. Maybe though, just maybe, the love in it will be conferred via his poor attempt at humming it. He also might not be speaking to anyone in particular, actually he's speaking to himself, odd isn't it? But he'll be out back by the boat laying as comfortable as his wings will allow on his back. He'll just be idly tracing the stars with one hand and one eye closed. His journal is beside him and it isn't recording he made sure of that. Still people walking by might hear someone talking to themselves.]

It's rather beautiful out here, Elise. I-I think you would enjoy it. You always were interested in the outdoors. I wish you could be here to see it. [ But it wouldn't be right for him to wish her here. He's not sure she deserves to be here...be with him. Still the idea makes him smile if even just a little bit. ]

((ooc; Pretty much you can meet Helios anywhere he's at today. Afternoon, midday, or nighttime. You don't have to label it if you don't want. Also he might be a bit preoccupied/invested in his thoughts. I suggest sneaking up on him and startling him /shot))

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[Action] | Whenever Helios is at the Memorial Garden

[semper_cogitans]

[You aren't alone here today, Helios. As the co-inspirator of the Memorial Garden, Robert spends a lot of time there, tending to the flowers and other flora, and making sure that everything there is kept clean, orderly and neat.

He's surprised to see Helios there, with that bundle of flowers, and it's a moment before he speaks.]

Ah... Helios?

[He's worried that someone especially important might have gone home. Robert may not be able to understand emotions very well, but seven months of knowing Helios let him at least vaguely ascertain the melancholy on his best friend's face.]

[Action]

[folklorist]

[ Oh dear. Helios doesn't even register that anyone is here or would be here this early in the morning. So he will just jump a little almost dropping those flowers. ]

R-Robert! I-I'm sorry. I didn't hear you. [ No. No one important has gone home. The person has gone for a long time. But he'll still have a day of remembrance for her. ]

[Action]

[semper_cogitans]

Not a problem, Helios. I... I was just surprised to see you here.

[The scientist steps up closer to Helios, clasping the spray bottle he was carrying against his chest.]

... Did someone... go home for you, lately? [It's blunt, and maybe almost rude, but he still wants to ask.]

[Action]

[folklorist]

[ He blinks almost dazedly as he looks at the scientist. ] Oh. My feet sometimes just take me place. You know how it is. Me and my absentmindedness. [ Just have a light laugh. ] I did mean to come by when it first opened. It's...very beautiful.

[ He'll just look at the flowers in his hand. He shakes his head and holds up a hand. ] Oh no, no. It's nothing like that Robert. I just thought I might put some down for someone back home. Ah! I-I mean if that's all right. I-I wouldn't want to intrude...

[ He's not sure it's for that sort of thing after all. ]

[Action] Evening, outside CH7

[shadedsunlight]

[Ginia is coming off her shift at the Welcome Center when she sees Helios outside. Treading over to him, she gives a light tap on his shoulder.

...Sorry, she doesn't ever mean to startle anyone, but walking quietly is a habit.]

[Action]

[folklorist]

[ His hand will drop and his eye will open. Helios sits up abruptly at that tap. He also turns to see Ginia there. He'll give her a smile, small, but genuine. ] Oh! Ginia. You're out late. [ Or you were sleeping and his babbling just woke you up or something. ]

I-I'm sorry. I was just...talking to myself. I didn't wake you or anything did I?

[ Now that he thinks about it's probably silly to admit talking to himself, let alone at night time. ]

[Action]

[shadedsunlight]

[Ginia smiles apologetically and waves at him. She pauses to look over the boat before turning her attention back to her friend.]

/Not at all, just came home from work.

The boat looks great./

[Action]

[folklorist]

Work?

[ He'll look back at the boat nodding. ] Yes it's...amazing what we can accomplish here. I never thought I'd be lending a hand building a boat of all things.

Voice

[consultmybooks]

...Helios, putting flowers in the garden is what it's meant for. If you find an empty spot you like, by all means lay claim to it.

[Noise filters over from Giles' side, noise that suggests that he's packing up to go and meet his best friend already.]

Voice

[folklorist]

[ Was not expecting to hear your voice Giles. ] Oh! Y-yes of course. I-I know that. I just...didn't know if it was for people just here or not. [ Just a light laugh from him. ]

Re: Voice

[consultmybooks]

...It's for anyone who isn't here that you'd like to remember.

It might have started out just for, for Vivi, but...that's what it's grown into.

Voice

[folklorist]

It's a wonderful idea. I-I'm surprised no one, no one thought it up sooner.

[ Surprised he didn't think it up a year or so ago when he was here the first time. Still he has his own little private plot in the forest. Which he will make sure to visit after this. ]

[ action ]

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

[Frederic had heard the message over the journal and decided to find his friend, eventually finding him when he heard the song being hummed.]

That is a beautiful song, Helios.

[ action ]

[folklorist]

[ Oh gosh you startled him Frederic. He might sit up straighter from his position on the ground. He knows the voice so he relaxes immediately afterwards. ] It is?

[ Compliment Helios... ] Oh, I-I mean yes, yes of course. Thank you Frederic. Um you're up late. Is everything all right?

[ action ]

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

[Frederic simply smiles and walks closer to where his friend is to join him.] Yes, everything is all right. I was just going out for a late night stroll when I heard you singing.

[ action ]

[folklorist]

Ah good, good. Is Poland settling in nicely then? [ After the other day and all that. But Helios laughs a little. ]

Singing is a bit of an overstatement, Frederic. But I do like to think I can hum somewhat decently.

[herotypical]

[ buffy summers isn't sure she likes the concept of the memorial garden. sure -- when the subject has come up, she has fully supported the other villagers in their desire for it. she knows her own deep-seated aversions to anything remotely resembling a cemetery are her own and that others probably do need something.

and yet she visits anyway. to have a peek. to distract herself from a fresh misery with a slightly older one, now. drown one bad thing out with another. a terrible habit but one she's always used.

she sees helios from a while off. ]

...Hi.

[folklorist]

[ Helios wasn't sure he even wanted to come here to begin with either. He wasn't sure if it was right...to remember someone no one in the village knew about. To take someone else's place, perhaps he felt a bit selfish for doing so now but it still didn't keep him from coming, or holding those flowers in his hand over an open plot. Far too much weighing on his mind this day it takes awhile for him to notice that someone called out a simple greeting. He'll look at Buffy in surprise before his expression changes to bearing a small simple smile. ]

H-hello Buffy. [ Perhaps she's here too to remember someone? He'll give a quick downward glance. ] It's a rather nice day out, is it?

[herotypical]

Nice enough, I guess. But all I keep thinking about is how the summer's soon gone.

[lostinmyway]

[By now, Grune has three different gardens she's caring for: hers, Raven's, and the memorial garden. Her hours are erractic enough that weeding this early in the morning doesn't seem at all strange to her.

Seeing Helios out planting flowers is a happy surprise, and she joins him with a smile on her face.]

Good morning, Helios!

[folklorist]

[ Helios honestly wonders why all you people are up so early. He doesn't register the other greeting him until a few seconds after the fact. Just a blank look before a tiny smile manages to crawl onto his features. ]

Oh! Grune. Um, g-good morning.

[lostinmyway]

[Grune's excuse, at least, is she's too absentminded for a fixed schedule. :|b]

Are you here to look after the garden, too?

[Voice]

[hisdarkmark]

The question is then, do you want to know what they're actually doing back there? You can wonder something without actually wanting to wonder.

[Voice]

[folklorist]

I do want to at times. Just, just to know if they're alright.

[Voice]

[hisdarkmark]

And I suppose you don't have anyone here who could tell you one way or another? Granted that's never as assuring as it seems...I wouldn't invest much time into it if I were you.