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[Firo is in Ammy’s garden with several dozen old iron lanterns of various sizes, shapes and designs. He’s going from flower patch to flower patch, fern to fern, nestling the lanterns in amongst the plants and lighting each one as he goes. By the time he’s done, he’s got about a twenty-foot area with half-hidden lanterns glowing midst the flora, the little electric butterflies hovering over them. He steps back and gives his work an appraising look, then grins.]

Well. Not bad, anyhow.

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[ Worn-out Angela is worn out. Coddling a fucknuts Hei is a demanding job, so she wanders a bit into the garden without paying attention... Until she looks up from her feet and notices all the lights. ]

What in the world..?

Angy! I thought you might like something that reminds you of that forest place, since you can't get there.

Firo, you... You did all this for me?

Well. [Scratches his head. He really didn't think that much about it. XD ] It sounded like you liked that place.

[ Angela's having an emotional time of things today. Which is probably why she's tearing up. ]

[Ammy was wandering around her little garden when she comes upon Firo.]

Ah, how nice! It adds an enchanting touch to this place, doesn't it?

[D: NOT AS PLANNED.] Angy? Sorry, I-- I didn't mean...

[EEP. He feels a bit sheepish.] Um. Sorry. Should've asked.

It looks-- It looks like Diorre. [ She looks all around. ] I can't believe, Firo, you...

Well. I mean. There were a bunch of old lamps in the Alveare's basement, and I remembered what you said about the butterflies.

[ You have made her day, Firo. She turnsto him and smiles gently. ]

Thank you. [ Up on her toes and... smooch! ♥ ]

[HOLY FLAILING FEATHERMONKIES WHAT. He just sort of stands there going O.O]

[ No feathermonkies here. Just a very red Angela, averting her eyes to the side. ]

[ He's sort of going aba... aboo... ababoo... right now, Angela, sorry.]

Ah, not at all! I made this garden for the people on the Astral Plane, really. As long as no one is hurting the trees or plants, you are all free to do as you wish here~

And I quite like it! It's like watching dozens of fireflies... [She sniffs at a cloud of some of the butterflies and blinks a bit as one shocks her nose.] And what interesting butterflies--did you bring these here, as well?

[ Suddenly Angela turns and starts wandering away, admiring the garden. That's what she's hoping Firo thinks, anyway, since she's totally not hiding her humiliation. ]

The butterflies are definitely a nice touch. [ Her voice is definitely not shaky. Nope. ]

[GAH WHAT DID HE DO NOW? He follows her worriedly.] Angy? You okay? I didn't meant--I was just surprised--it's ace that you like it.

Oh, no. I thought that was you, maybe.

Ah, no. I have never seen butterflies quite like this... They're quite fascinating! A nice touch, I must say.

[Puck approaches slowly, eyes wide with wonder, the lantern-light catching little gold highlights in his uniform.]

Waaaahh... it's like a fairy ring!

[ACK. It's one of those guys.] Well, a friend of mine had a place like this back home, but she can't get there any more. Thought she might like it.

[Puck is way nicer than Juliet.

Maybe.

... Yeah, Firo, watch your back.]

It's awesome... [Puck sits down where he is and just takes it all in, looking for all the world like a kid in a candy store.]

Well. Look out for the butterflies. They're pretty, but they shock if you touch 'em.

Ne ne ne, why do they shock people? That's not nice!

I don't think they can help it.

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