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chiron_survivor) wrote2019-01-04 09:10 pm
chiron_survivor) wrote2019-01-04 09:10 pm
A special visitor. ((for rogueinladysclothing))
On the day that Amelia is supposed to visit, Adia spends more time than usual cleaning up the cabin, outpacing even Caspar as she bustles about their tiny home to make sure everything is in its proper place. This is the first time she's having a Nexus friend see where she lives, and she wants it to look its best.
Caspar sweeps the floor methodically. Even a little sluggishly. He's been quieter than usual since the New Year began. Maybe it's because he hasn't a good glass of wine since the Solstice; Seth's attempt at sparkling apple cider didn't go much better than his previous attempts at brandy.
Or maybe it's something else. She's been giving him the chance to tell her in his own time. Regardless, she hopes Amelia's visit will improve his mood.
The coordinates she sends Amelia are not for the inside of the cabin, even though that would be the most cautious. Instead, they teleport her to the garden behind it. It's dormant now, the perennials resting until it's their turn to blossom once more, but there is plenty of evergreen forest further in the distance to give the landscape some color. From this spot, Amelia will get a lovely view of her friends' cabin, made of wood but surprisingly modern in its design, with a slanted roof and a large, open-air patio attached.
"Hi, Amelia," Adia greets her when she arrives. "Welcome to Atlantis."
Caspar sweeps the floor methodically. Even a little sluggishly. He's been quieter than usual since the New Year began. Maybe it's because he hasn't a good glass of wine since the Solstice; Seth's attempt at sparkling apple cider didn't go much better than his previous attempts at brandy.
Or maybe it's something else. She's been giving him the chance to tell her in his own time. Regardless, she hopes Amelia's visit will improve his mood.
The coordinates she sends Amelia are not for the inside of the cabin, even though that would be the most cautious. Instead, they teleport her to the garden behind it. It's dormant now, the perennials resting until it's their turn to blossom once more, but there is plenty of evergreen forest further in the distance to give the landscape some color. From this spot, Amelia will get a lovely view of her friends' cabin, made of wood but surprisingly modern in its design, with a slanted roof and a large, open-air patio attached.
"Hi, Amelia," Adia greets her when she arrives. "Welcome to Atlantis."
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"I think braids like this one are about my speed," she says, scratching Anastasia behind the ears. "But if you can stay to show us a few more, that'd be great."
"Yeah, I think my brain can handle it," Caspar quips, still with that vague smile of amusement. Though he keeps his tone casual, he's genuinely glad to have Amelia visiting. These braiding lessons have taken his mind off his problems, and if he can put off thinking about them for a while longer, he'll take the opportunity.
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The next few hours pass quickly as the rogue does her best to teach her friends a handful of other braid styles that work well for Adia's shorter hair. At least one doesn't work out at all for the microbiologist, but it's easy to laugh off a single poor suggestion from Amelia when they successfully manage another half dozen. They can't all be winners, as Amelia's heard others say.
By the time it's home for Amelia to return to the Nexus, the sky has grown dark and the rogue is eager to take a break from the braiding practice. She thanks her friends for generously opening their home to her and promises to read up on more braid styles for when next they meet. Then, after a nod to Caspar and a tight hug for Adia, Amelia heads back to her apartment to rest and bask in how wonderful it was to finally visit the world that has become her friends' new home.