You should listen to Navi DuBleu. (heyheylisten) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-12-03 19:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, navi, wrex |
Flowers. For uh..a woman.
Who: Navi and Wrex.
What: Flower shopping!
When: Monday afternoon!
Where: Deku Nursery
Rating: PG-13 for super vague talk of coitus.
Status: Complete!
Wrex was possessed of an idea, and once it had burrowed its way into his brain, he realized there was only one thing to do. It was a terrible, horrible thing, and shook him to his Quad. He stepped into a plant shop, and looked around for flowers.
In said nursery there was a happy, bouncy woman who was singing along to the music coming from a radio. Her blonde hair was loose, her skin tan, and her shorts only a little bit dirty. Her tank top was much the same. When she saw a customer, she waved at him and grinned. “Hi! Welcome to Deku’s Nursery, you looking for anything in particular?”
Looking around, Wrex was immediately set on edge, like he'd just entered a combat zone and there was a Geth warship about to drop down on top of him. Gruffly, he said. "Flowers. For uh..a woman."
“Oh, don’t worry, flowers aren’t homophobic!” She grinned and moved with him to the cut flowers section - always fresh because she cut them from her garden or the flowering plants in the nursery. “Did you do anything or are you just being romantic? Did you break her?”
"What?" He stared at her, wondering what that had to do with anything. He ran his hands through his hair and replied. "Well we're kind of unbreaking up, but yeah, that middle thing. The romantic thing. That."
“Oh, I meant break because you’re kind of a huge guy, so I figured the unfs would be all grr arrgh.” She held up a red rose. “Too traditional?”
Wrex stared at her again, his jaw hanging open a little bit. She was..incredibly blunt, and he shook his head to clear it. "Got anything Japanese? She's Japanese."
Which probably didn't help with the 'breaking her during unfs' imagery.
Navi grinned, looking up. “I’ve got a lotus flower, but it’s in a pot. She’d like that.” Then she couldn’t help laughing. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, just - you’re friggin ginormous!”
"I get that a lot," he replied gruffily, but it did elicit a smile from him. For how big he was, he was actually a bit bashful when it came to this sort of thing. "I don't want to go too cliche but she's really kind of special."
“Lotus flower is perfect, then. She’d like it because it’s Japanese, and they’re kind of symbolic of cleaning out bad blood. Impurities. They clear water that’s muddy.” She motioned for him to follow her to a more humid part of the nursery.
"Huh." He looked at her with different eyes. That wasn't an angle he'd thought of, and it was very insightful. Maybe she was more than blunt and chipper. Then again, most people were onion people. Layers and layers you had to peel. He started to follow her.
She grinned as she moved to the pot she’d mentioned. “Isn’t it lovely? It’s symbolic in a lot of cultures, but I think she’ll like it. It’s not a cutting plant either, it’ll thrive just in here.” She stroked its petals, obviously fond of all her plants.
Wrex smiled, his face crinkling up a bit, less the chiseled rock. "You're really good with plants, aren't you. You can tell in this place. It's thriving with life."
“They’re my favorite things, really. Plants and kids. Oh, and my husband!” She liked the man’s smile and cocked her head to the side. “You’re not nearly as scary as you look like you’d be. I’m Navi.”
"I'm Wrex," he replied, reaching for her hand. He thought she'd be an interesting mother, and he wouldn't want to be anywhere near her or her kids when they were on a sugar-high. "And thanks. I think we need the impurity thing."
She nodded, shaking his hand with a surprisingly firm grip. “Good to meet you! I think I’ve seen you on the internet thingy place. So, this plant, maybe a pretty pot? What’s her favorite color?”
Wrex looked like a deer caught in headlights. Favorite color? Favorite color... "Uh."
Clearly, this was a difficult question, and he put it to serious thought. "Black and purple."
Navi found a purple flower pot that would fit the lotus and she smiled as she handed it over. “That one.” She grinned as he held the items, liking how into the purchase he was. “You really like her, huh.”
"We're still trying to figure that part out. But yeah. I did something stupid, over something stupid." He stroked one petal of the lotus. "Yeah, bad blood needs to be cleared." They'd talked it out, of course, among other things, but some things required a more symbolic way of saying sorry.
“Sex helps too.” Navi bounced over to the cash register, humming a little. “But the nice kind, not the kind in movies.”
"The kind in movies?" He asked, despite himself. He followed her to the cash register, carrying the plant like it was some kind of sacred idol.
“You know, the hair pully kind. Kind of romantic sometimes, but not the best way to say you’re sorry.” She giggled. “Unless you’re my husband! If she’s like that - I don’t know, you could ask!”
"Oh. That kind." He got a little stupid grin on his face, as though he was remembering something.
That made Navi laugh. “Oh, ho, you’ve asked before!”
"She's going to kill me someday," he replied, and sounding like he thought it would be a worthy death.
“You’ll probably enjoy it,” Navi winked. She rang him up and bounced a little on her feet.
"I will." He paid in cash, then carefully picked up the Lotus flower again. "Thanks, kid."
“You’re welcome, Grampa!” Navi smiled and gave him a playful salute. “Come back any time!”
"Grandpa?" Wrex grumped, but he was smiling as he was leaving the shop.