I guess. The only gardening I’ve done has been, like, basil and tomatoes. [ and they didn’t survive for more than a few months on her apartment’s trellis, thanks to a heat wave and some anxious, overly-enthusiastic watering. but hearing celine talk about something so jejune as loneliness makes penny pause. maybe they’ve got the same problems sometimes, being above other people - very literally - and trying to stay grounded. it’s a big universe, and they’re just flesh and blood. (and superpowers).
she huddles a little closer to celine and smiles, face lighting up at the quick kiss to her brow. sometimes, the empress is just - Friendly. nice. she’s already promised to find a trainer so penny can pick up some more fighting techniques, which is really cool of her. things are different in the empire, and she can’t count how many times celine has expressed a particular interest in her, spoken or not, but - well, some things are just the same. ]
Oh, wow. [ it’s a sea of scarlet. it’s not like a rosebush, with twigs and leaves in between the flowers. it’s just flowers covering every possible inch of the plot. they’re all perfectly identical, stretching towards the heavens. penny watches as they start to move as if in a breeze (though the air’s perfectly still), turning towards the two of them, opening. ] So were these crossbred or like, did you engineer the cellular chromosomes from scratch?
[ celine pushes her a little closer - penny doesn’t try to think about how the hand is mostly on her ass, not on the small of her back - and penny can take the hint. she delicately lifts up one flower, trying not to damage it, and inhales. ]
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Date: 2024-05-18 07:34 pm (UTC)she huddles a little closer to celine and smiles, face lighting up at the quick kiss to her brow. sometimes, the empress is just - Friendly. nice. she’s already promised to find a trainer so penny can pick up some more fighting techniques, which is really cool of her. things are different in the empire, and she can’t count how many times celine has expressed a particular interest in her, spoken or not, but - well, some things are just the same. ]
Oh, wow. [ it’s a sea of scarlet. it’s not like a rosebush, with twigs and leaves in between the flowers. it’s just flowers covering every possible inch of the plot. they’re all perfectly identical, stretching towards the heavens. penny watches as they start to move as if in a breeze (though the air’s perfectly still), turning towards the two of them, opening. ] So were these crossbred or like, did you engineer the cellular chromosomes from scratch?
[ celine pushes her a little closer - penny doesn’t try to think about how the hand is mostly on her ass, not on the small of her back - and penny can take the hint. she delicately lifts up one flower, trying not to damage it, and inhales. ]