Sixth Seed; [Action]

[nearlychosen]

[Now, normally when people get back from a kidnapping, they take time to get themselves to the clinic. At the very least, they stop at home long enough to say "ow" to a roommate and pass out for a few days to sleep off the more personalized experimentation.

Neville's unconcerned with that for the moment, though. He's had worse injuries in his time, and it's not too difficult to get around with an eye swollen shut. Sure, his frame had grown rather thin again, almost as underfed as it had been when he'd first gotten to Luceti, but there were some people out there who would've rather enjoyed something like that. And the bleeding isn't entirely unbearable, just some aggravated scratches best left hidden under his robes anyway. It was nothing he couldn't either endure or treat later, when there was time to deal with lesser matters. At the moment, he's more concerned with making his way to the center of town and sliding into the flower shop. He'll do his best to be unobtrusive around whatever night owls are prowling around Luceti, though he'll probably be more easy to approach in the morning, once he's cleaned himself up a bit. Feel free to poke him whenever, though. Neville's not one to turn down company, welcome or not.]

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[Action - his last before going nuts! 8D] ......did Vash tell you to call him Frank? Can't remember.

[goldenglasses]

[Vash is up late tonight. There has been an anger rising in him and he's started to come to the flower shop late at night. The flowers calm him slightly and there are less humans to upset him at night.

You'll be happy to learn that he's been doing his best to care for your plants while you were gone. They would do better under your care, but he's done his best with the limited knowledge he has of those plants.]

[Action - ehehe oh dear~] And yes, he did, though we can retcon that if it's easier for you

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[It's unexpected to see lights on this late. Neville had expected an empty shop devoid of the need to make idle conversation. Still, it's not that Frank is an unwelcome sight. He offers a small smile to the sort-of florist on his way to return to his babies patch of flora.] ...You're here late tonight, yeah?

[Action] Nope! Frank works! As Vash doesn't want people he's becoming friends with to know his name

[goldenglasses]

[Likewise, Vash had expected an empty shop, but a human that cares so much about plants as you did isn't TOO bad.] I liked the quiet. Did you just get back?

[Action] Okie! :3

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[Neville nods. The need for quiet is something he understands, if not something he gets much of at Potterhouse.] Yeah. Guess it's obvious, that. Sorry I couldn't give much notice. [And at least frank's got all his bits in all the right places. It would've been a right mess if he'd dropped back in the middle of an experiment.]

[Action] 8D Silly Legato, making everyone who knows Vash a target!

[goldenglasses]

[Aahhh, ha, bit's in all the right places. If you only knew, you poor boy.] It's fine. I tried to take care of your plants while you were gone. They're not as easy as some of the others.

[Action] Well I mean, I can see where Vash is coming from.. D:

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[Well, he looks fine physically at least?] The Devil's Snare's looking a bit under the weather, but you've kept it from trying to devour the roses so it's probably for the best. [He might have a better shot at noticing Vash's slightly different mannerisms if he wasn't so busy sniffing at the fertilizer nourishing his potted dittany.] ...Cat dung? [Maybe. He's not positive. It's all rather subpar anyway. Luceti needs more dragons.]

[Action] Legato is mean...

[goldenglasses]

[Vash waves offhandedly, not wanting to chat as he normally would, but just wishing for you to leave him be.] I used whatever was in that bag over there.

[Action] And CREEPY. DX

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[Nope, still not noticing that anything's gone wrong. He's just nodding and regarding the bag intently.] I've not seen this sort before. Probably from another world, I'd reckon.

[Action] VERY MEAN AND CREEPY!

[goldenglasses]

Probably. It seemed close to the stuff you were using. [He still just sounds bored... as Vash has a lack of: "I'm bored of you" icons for some reason.]

[thestormishere]

[ This particular resident is more... eight foot tall yellow bird than owl, but she is creeping around in the dark- better to avoid others seeing her like that and all, while she attempts to find something to eat.

She freezes when Neville walks by right under her nose beak, mostly hidden in the shadows of a nearby building, though her head moves veeery slowly to watch him passing and-- curse her unfamiliar body, she lets out a quiet trill when she notices he's injured, rather than the simple breath of surprise she normally would have. ]

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[...Well there's a sound he's never heard before. He jumps at the sudden noise, regarding the oversized bird carefully. He's never been particularly brilliant with magical creatures, but this one did seem to want some attention. He attempts a smile, giving it a bow in case it wished to be greeted like a Hippogriff, though it mostly just makes him grimace sharply. Okay, the body doesn't want to move like that. Understood. He'll just try to greet it in a warm voice and hope it doesn't try to peck his eyes out.] Well hello. I don't reckon I've seen a creature like you here before.

[thestormishere]

[ Oh great. So not only did he notice her, but he's bowing(?) and talking to her too. Were she currently capable of better facial expressions, it's safe to say hers would be very flat and irritated right now. ]

... I'm a chocobo. What happened to you?

[ Fortunately, her voice can illustrate that quite well by itself. ]

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[Oh, it speaks! That's not entirely uncommon, here.]

...It's nothing to be concerned about. Just a few scrapes, really.

[thestormishere]

... What happened?

[ Chocobo or not, she would like to know if there's something beating up other residents that's worth her attention... even if she has no intention right now of revealing who she actually is and all. ]

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Just a kidnapping. [His tone is dismissive; it's best that others don't make a fuss over him when there are bigger concerns.]

[Action]

[hisdarkmark]

[Draco Malfoy counts as a night person, and so it's no surprise he's out and about the village at this time of night. However, he's happy to blend into the shadows and watch because really, who the bloody hell buys flowers this late in the day? Super-sleuthing is on and he's starting to inch closer to spy.

Being a pseudo-Gryffindor sometimes really is kind of a pain.]

[Action]

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[Unfortunately, super-spy, Neville's a little on edge tonight. He hesitates slightly as he reaches for the door handle, casting a glance behind him. He could've sworn he'd just heard something.]

[Action]

[hisdarkmark]

[And back to hiding! Go on, Longbottom, continue so Draco can stalk you from afar.]

[Action]

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[Well, it could have just as easily been a trick of the light or some woodland creature taking an excursion to the village. Though it might not be terribly interesting to watch Neville enter the shop and not exit. He'll probably have to be followed more thoroughly if Draco's looking to get anything out of this.]

[Action]

[hisdarkmark]

[...looking to the left. Looking to the right. And heading up to enter the shop.]

Bit of an odd time to do your shopping, isn't it, Longbottom?

[Action]

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[Merlin. Figures Malfoy'd be out and about when Neville wishes to encounter him the least. Since the Malnosso aren't keen on providing convenient mirrors, he's not entirely sure if he looks as injured as he feels, and he'd really rather not give Draco room to say anything particularly terrible today.]

It would be if I'd any interest in shopping. Why are you here?

[Action]

[hisdarkmark]

Lack of anything more interesting. [At least he's honest.] Though you aren't exactly much more interesting either.

[Action]

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Then find something else to do. I've got matters to attend to which I don't think are very much your business. [Pseudo-Gryffindor or not, you are not one of his little potted babies, and that means you are less pressing than just about anything right about then.]

[Action]

[hisdarkmark]

Most things aren't my business with you, but I ask anyway. [Draco would be the worst plant ever.] So. What is it?

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