After a gruelling training session, Eddie took a quick shower and was sitting in the locker room putting some cream on a spot he knew was going to bruise, there was a TV mounted on the wall that started telling the latest Atlantis News. There was a spot on the upcoming Mardi Gras party as well as the Valentine’s Day ball, followed up with a reminder to keep a lookout for anything suspicious and to call it in.
“And today in weather, well isn’t this exciting Joe!” The weatherman grinned. “Today you are in for a real treat, it’s going to be raining Jade Plants!” Eddie blinked at the TV as it kept telling him about how wonderful jade plants were. “Yes, Tim, a 99.9% chance of raining jade plants!” The other weatherman grinned.
“What?” Eddie asked as he blinked at the TV, just at that moment Edmund Pevensie showed up holding a jade plant, Eddie jumped up staring at the man. “What?” He repeated looking at the plant rather than at Edmund.
Edmund had come to the base to check in with Peter. The current variety of Atlantis strangeness had affected both his wife and his brother, and while Edmund was slightly more amused by Peter's obsession with gorillas than with Reyna's compulsion to spent every moment in training arena he was genuinely concerned about both of them. He was trying hard not to be an overprotective or overbearing husband, and so a conversation with Peter during which he might perhaps run into Reyna and Grant was his compromise.
He hadn't bargained on potted plants falling from the sky. Edmund had narrowly avoided being hit on the head by the jade plant. In an impulse of nostalgia, he picked it up and carried it inside with him. A similar little tree grew on the Seven Isles. Supposedly they were good luck.
He entered the locker room to come face to face with Eddie Castile's dumbfounded expression. Edmund followed the other man's gaze to the plant in his hand, and gave a bemused smile of his own. "I thought the weather around Mount Weather was strange," he said with a shrug. Edmund figured that was explanation enough.Eddie had been in Atlantis long enough to know it's oddities.
“They’re not just trying to mess with us?” Eddie said looking back at the TV and pointing at it with his thumb. It was clearly the case but he was still having a hard time believing that it was indeed raining any kind of plant.
“Mount Weather?” Eddie followed up with a question. “They didn’t have raining plants, or a weatherman thrilled by it?” Rubbing his head he shook it. “Man there are weird conversations around here.”
Edmund smiled a little lopsidedly. "Mount Weather had playing cards." He grimaced. "And about four feet of snow on Easter, although that was partly the Witch. It's where I was before I came to Atlantis this first time." He looked down at the plant in his hands. "We didn't have plants, though. Or weathermen." Most of the news had come from government spokespeople or Trish Walker. "It was more about survival."
He laughed at Eddie's comment about the conversation. "There really are. I thought I was rather more open to the unusual than most in England, but Atlantis is entirely different."
“Four feet of snow on Easter huh? Montana got some late snows, but nothing like that, but guess a witch involved makes things less predictable.” Eddie shrugged. “Sounds like Atlantis is somewhat nicer.” At least that's the impression that Eddie got, he wasn’t really Mr. Plant Guy but a place without them didn’t sound amazing.
Nodding he agreed. “Atlantis takes it above and beyond.” At least that’s how he felt about it.
"It was beautiful in a harsh way," said Edmund quietly. "I think she liked the control. Atlantis is much nicer, especially in winter."
He looked down at the plant again. "I should probably find somewhere to put this. I don't think they take much water, but it could probably use sunlight."
"Makes us lucky to be here," he shrugged, there was so much that Eddie felt like he didn't know.
"Don't know much about plants, but I bet the diplomats would be able to take care of that kind of thing." Eddie really wasn’t a plant kind of man.
"More than lucky," Edmund agreed. He didn't doubt that there was a plan behind who picked up those coins, even if the plan was not the design of Atlantis Command.
"That's a good idea," Edmund said. "I can take it up to them. If nothing else, it will make for pleasant surroundings for conducting negotiations." It might have been a while since his days as a diplomat, but Edmund knew the value of such things. "Do you suggest I talk to anyone in particular?"
Eddie shrugged for a second. "Lissa's up there, and she's always been good with living things." Plants were living, and really he didn't know the other diplomats that well. "If she can't I think the guy who looks like your brother's wife might be able to." Eddie knew that was a horrible way to describe someone, but he couldn't place her name at that moment.
"There's Archer too, but his dog might pee on it," Eddie shrugged again. “Good luck with the plant, better be headed off.” He smiled nodding his head before heading out of the locker room.