002 [Daisies for Innocence]

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[Drusilla has returned to the Plane once more, and she still appears to be largely un-phased by any of the things she sees. Although she isn't accompanied by Miss Edith this time, she does have an basket filled with daisies.]

They never grow for me. Even when I ask them to.

[She sits down on the non-existent ground, her white dress pooling gracefully around her. Humming softly to herself, Drusilla begins to plait the daisies into chains.]

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[swanseer.livejournal.com]

It's probably because you've picked them.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[The vampire looks at Juni rather blankly. Drusilla adores flowers, she truly does, but she can never remember to care for them properly. She treats her pets in the same way, and can't understand why they die.]

They're withering. The petals are falling off.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Juni smiles slightly] I'm afraid that they need to be in the ground.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

In the soil? It doesn't matter. They still wither and die. Everything I plant withers and dies.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Well, some things aren't meant to keep on living.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Have a young man in a dark suit and sunglasses]

It often helps if you leave them planted, you know.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

But these aren't people. These are flowers.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

They can still feel the earth. It shouldn't matter if they aren't connected.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Henrietta sits down next to her and strokes one of the daisies.] Signore Crowley threatens them. I just talk to Henry.

[She seems a bit depressed, does the child.]

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Flowers usually don't last as long as people.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

I couldn't do that. It would make them upset.

[She tilts her head to one side, regarding Henrietta.]

Are you sad? I haven't said anything yet.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[Dru smiles, showing her teeth.]

That depends on the people.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Smirk] I suppose so.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Oh no! You didn't do anything wrong. I... made a mistake. Signore Crowley is upset.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[cocks an eyebrow]

I think the parts that require water might beg to differ.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

Have you thought about it anymore? Killing your demon?

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

Require water? [She picks up a daisy that has already lost it's stem.] Where?

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

Would you like a daisy?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[She tenses slightly] ...A little.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[Drusilla smiles, rather proud.] We could make it quick. Or slow. Whatever you want.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Juni, on the other hand, looks rather bleak] I've seen what he does to those who attempt to be traitors.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

Only when he catches them. You don't need him. We can make our own world. Worlds.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

What happened to Vein...

[Stares off into space for a few moments and then smirks slightly] There's a lot of worlds around where I come from.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Er. All of it, generally.

Have you tried keeping them planted and using a mister? You can get a good mister relatively cheap these days.

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

Contrary to popular belief, there's more to gardening than talking.