RP: A Garden Characters: Swan, Magius Time/Date: morning, August 10 Location: behind the hotel Warnings/Rating: none Summary: Swan starts a garden Status: Complete
Now that the weather was relatively stable, and nothing seemed to be happening outside (though she had heard about the grief from the week prior), Swan thought it was high time she got started on her project. Jaime had helped her find some seeds, and Swan had simply smiled when Jaime didn't know whether or not they'd grow.
If she could grow corn after nuclear weapons went off, in the dark cellar beneath a store, she could make anything grow. It wouldn't be the first time she brought dead plants, dead seeds to life. This place wasn't so very different from home, but the death had happened much farther in the past, here. If it had been tended, it might have been brought to life already, but it hadn't.
Carting the seeds and a small trowel she'd found in the hardware store, Swan searched around for a place to start. Moving toward the back corner and deciding to work her way along the building, Swan crouched down and began to dig at the death earth. Once she had a hole, she rolled the dirt around in her hands, bringing the soil back to life before tucking the seeds into it. Pressing the ball of dirt back into the hole, she patted around it and moved over to repeat the process.
When things grew, they should have a respectable fruit and vegetable garden. There was some corn, some carrots, potatoes, strawberries, and even a few watermelon seeds. It would all grow, of course, and grow well, and she trusted everyone would appreciate having fresh fruit and vegetables - even when their captors saw fit not to provide it.
Swan thought that if they were here long enough, she'd look into growing things like wheat ... and maybe they could develop ways to process it. She thought that the fewer things they depended on their captors for, the better it would be for them.