Jaskier (dandy_lion) wrote in evaluation, @ 2020-03-01 09:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | !event: survivor: day 5, original characters: mckenzie greene, the witcher: jaskier |
Who: Jaskier & McKenzie Greene
What: Exploring, meeting new people, you know how it goes.
Where: Conservatory, Green Block
When: Backdated, Day 5
Warnings: Nah.
Status: Closed/Complete
“Right,” Jaskier muttered to himself, studying a spill of green foliage as if it might hold all the mysteries of the universe. It did not. But if he stared hard enough at it, perhaps it might make better sense. This was an awful lot of plant life indoors, which seemed the sort of novelty that the particularly rich might enjoy if any of them had any interest at all in gardening. Most did not, he’d discovered, though everyone loved having a garden they could show off, typically while hosting… something. Parties.
Jaskier did love a good party. Looking around now, however, he could not this area being used for anything other than cultivating quite a lot of unfamiliar greenery. He had no head for plants, himself, but he’d watched Geralt a time or two when he collected things and subsequently smashed them into foul-smelling pastes with various medicinal properties that could either be tucked into the Witcher’s collection of bottles and potions, or could be sold off to the next herbalist, apothecary, or hedge witch they encountered in town.
Not that he was thinking about Geralt now. The big oaf.
So far, Jaskier had successfully avoided him. He’d gone exploring instead, and had thus far discovered a host of strange little beds, a lot of green decorations, and now this… indoor forest. “I suppose it would make camp more pleasant,” he observed sagely to some kind of fern, “If it never rained or snowed or weathered at all, but then how do any of you drink?”
Hm, to quote a certain someone. Jaskier squinted, turning in a circle, and began picking his way around the path. If his fingers restlessly ticked over the lute he hadn’t put down since arriving, well. Nobody had to know that it functioned more or less like a security blanket, the one thing that made sense so far in this strange new world.