Turn Your Face Towards the Sun

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WHO:The remaining Residents of Pevensie Farm
WHERE:Outside and possibly Inside De Chima
WHEN:September
WHAT:Open log
WARNINGS:grumpy horse


It’s September in De Chima; the heat is starting to break, the wind smells of fall, and the residents of Pevensie Farm are always open to visitors! Come by to ride a horse, there’s always extra. Don’t mind the pack of dogs that runs up to greet you, they don’t bite at all.

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Kel, OTA

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Gardening

[Fall is coming, and with it comes the putting a garden to sleep before the frost hits. Kel has never done this herself, but she is armed with books and the internet and a lot of observing farmers back home, she will prevail. This does involve a lot of her on her knees in dirt and perhaps some muttering. Occasionally, she’ll glance at a corner of the garden and shake her head. If you have any ideas on how literal out of this world plants can be dealt with, she’s open to ideas.]

Peachblossom

[The gelding totally has a social life now, and periodically walks down the road to De Chima outskirts to see if he can mooch food off unsuspecting bystanders, or spot someone he tolerates enough for a ‘conversation’. If you’re a farm visitor, you might find him wandering around the pastures, snorting at the leaves turning colors. Fall. What a weird thing.]

Baking

[Kel is not as useless as she was when she first arrived back in February, but she’s still got a long way to go before she can be consistent. Coming into the kitchen, one might be greeted with smoke and a LOT of swearing on the…private aspects of Mithros. Hopefully he doesn’t mind much.]

[Or a wildcard option!]

Peachblossom; farm; mid-September

[dirtyredneck]

[Daryl had avoided his family for the first week he was back after the power update. Spent it in the woods fighting the urge to snack on every squirrel and bird he saw without bothering to kill them first. He'd eventually given into that urge. Not in the woods, but in Heropa. In the park. In an embarrassing incident he'd rather forget ever happened. He couldn't, though. The only good thing that came out of it was that his cravings had been curbed to something he could ignore again. He wasn't sure how long that would last. Would have to get used to it. But at the moment he was okay.

Which meant he needed to use the time he had before they came on again telling his one animal friend to keep his distance. If Daryl couldn't fight the urge, he didn't want it to be at one of the random times he saw Peachblossom.

He swallowed his fear and guilt and headed out to the farm on his De Chima bike. The noise announcing his presence long before he came into view on the drive.]

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[Peachblossom puts his head over the gate at the noise, ears back. Not many vehicles come out this far, and certainly not any like that bike. He's not able to see who it is till Daryl dismounts, the noise and smell of the bike covering any familiarity.

But when the man does, Peachblossom will...not WICKER, but make a less than grumbling noise in greeting]

[dirtyredneck]

[Peachblossom's greeting makes him easy to find and Daryl wanders over in that direction. He's come prepared with a peace offering. Peaches, of course. Already halved. It was a preemptive apology, too.

Daryl got close enough that he could stretch his arm out and feed his favorite asshole. But not get so close he risked giving into his urge to try and pet the guy. He was feeling just out of sorts and depressed enough that he was sorely tempted to bury his head against Peachblossom's neck and try to pretend the world didn't exist anymore. He didn't do hugs, really, but damn if he didn't need one.

Just he knew Peachblossom wasn't the sort for it. And it was better that way, anyway. Keep his distance. Make it so it was harder for the horse to come at him if he got mad over anything Daryl had to say.]

Hey. Said I'd come see you, didn't I?

[protects_the_small]

[Peachblossom snorts loudly as the scent of peach juice hits his noise and he rumbles again. Banging his hoof against the fence comes out to a 'H E Y'.

He's trying this 'polite' thing, maybe. Just the once.]

[dirtyredneck]

How you been?

[Daryl snorted down some air, doing his level best not to look like he felt. Ready to break down. He couldn't do that. He had people that needed him and he'd already spent damn near a week avoiding them. At least with Peachblossom, the guy had other people and could depend on them. Daryl was just another human passing through his life.

He handed over another peach half.]

Kel still treating you right?

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[Peachblossom twitches his shoulders in a shrug and nods, chewing happily. Kel is entirely wrapped up in her new mate, silly thing really, glad he doesn't have to deal with that in any capacity.

Reaching out to sniff the next slice, he eyes Daryl. The man smells of exhaustion sweat and....blood. Surprised, Peachblossom pulls his head back, snorting a bit to clear his nostrils and get a better taste of that.]

baking omg kel stop burning the house down

[whathawksdo]

[ Fire! The house is on fire! At least, the trickle of smoke coming out of the kitchen window is what has Hawke hightailing it back across from the barn to burst through the back door, the farm's pack of dogs hot on her trail and flooding in half a second later. Which would have been terrible, had this been an actual fire! ]

Where is it?! [ One hand held up, magic -- in the form of blue light -- already gathered and prepared to become ice if need be. ] What's... burning?

[ But it's only Kel and whatever she has in the oven, apparently. Oops. ]

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[Kel is opening a window to air out the smoke and nearly trips over Faucon as she waves it away]

Mithros' sack, DOG-!

[She spots Hawke and sighs-coughs]

Something spilled, I'll clean it.

[whathawksdo]

With all the smoke, I thought-- well, nevermind.

[ As long as she doesn't need to buy even more new appliances. Ones that certain parties will never use now, but she won't say as much. It'd only be depressing. So, instead she steps the rest of the way through the door, closing out the other two trailing dogs before they can barge on in after Faucon.]

What are you making?

[protects_the_small]

[Look, she TRIED to get the toaster fixed, THE EFFORT WAS THERE-

Kel continues to wave the smoke out and almost doesn't answer....]

.......Pizza.

[whathawksdo]

[ She's making what? P-something. Pzzzz. What was that? ]

Wait. Did you say... pizza?

[protects_the_small]

[Kel waves a hand over.... Well, it might be a very sad flatbread under that running sauce]

I don't think I let it rise enough.

Peachblossom!

[absentconstellation]

[ Faithful comes often to the farm to visit with Keladry. He has other humans in this world to occupy him, but it is always pleasant to spend time with someone from home. This is his first time meeting the horse, though he has heard of him.

He approaches the animal with no fear of being bitten or stepped on and stares up at him. ]

You must be Peachblossom.

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[Peachblossom glances down at the new cat and flicks his tail in disdain. More humans putting on People's shape? Stretching out his head, he snuffs at the Cat's ears once...And snorts loudly in surprise.

More Immortals?]

[absentconstellation]

[ Faithful shakes his head and begins cleaning himself. Gross, horse spittle. ]

It is supremely unlikely that you have encountered anything like myself.

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[Peachblossom stamps a back hoof and sidles a bit, keeping one eye on the Cat.

You smell of home and magic]

[absentconstellation]

I have come from your home, and the home of your two-legger, Lady Keladry.

[ He would explain about being a constellation, but honestly, most of the People don't really get stars period. ]

[protects_the_small]

[This seems sensible to Peachblossom, though there's still the bit about the magic. But as long as the Cat doesn't try anything similar to That Griffin, Peachblossom can be almost friendly.

You're stuck here too?]

closed to Kasumi;

[whathawksdo]

[ The time and day is about midday, during the week. One of Hawke's days off from helping at the shelter and easily making her the only person on the farm, between Lucy being the new ambassador and Kel undoubtedly trailing after their queenly friend wherever she go. Of course, she won't just be hanging around waiting for the thief to make an arrival. There are other things to do, after all, on a farm.

In this case, she's out in the stable, checking on the horses. Dane, even larger and furrier than the last time Kasumi would have seen him, trails along after, quiet and not at all bothering the other, far bigger animals in there. ]

I suppose we should let them out into the field for a bit. [ Mostly talking to the dog, of course. Hawke herself is friendly with the horses, but they aren't really her thing. ] It's not like I'm going anywhere and Kel can chase them back in later...

[stealwithit]

[ Kasumi's got to admit, a farm is one of the last places you'd ever find her at. There's something austere, charming, and romantic about the countryside that Kasumi does like, but it's one of those things she usually admires from afar. She could see some appeal in living all the way out here, but it's not her thing, personally.

But. It wouldn't be so bad to get away from everything and wind down at a place like this, she thinks.

In spite of their earlier conversation, Kasumi does show up in a hooded coat and looking generally out of place, because of course she does. When she can't seem to get a response out of any of the doors or windows at the farm house, she decides she probably ought not to try and break in... she's pretty sure one of the ladies that lives here is the ambassador, so. Yeah. Probably shouldn't break in. So she takes to wandering around the grounds, instead, in search of Hawke and yes, invisibly. Call it a force of habit.

She somewhat recognizes a bark that she's almost certain sounds like Dane's, and it leads her to the stable, where she does find Hawke. Kasumi's (appropriately outdoorsy) boots make no sound on the grass and dirt, but she does drop out of her cloak. ]

Wow, look at you. You fit right into this scenery, Hawke.

[whathawksdo]

[ Considering most of the doors and windows were open and unlocked, it might not have been considered breaking in. Out here, there isn't much worry, especially not with dogs laying about inside. Out in the stable, on the other hand...

The horses shift around uncomfortably at the sudden appearance, but it's only another person. They'll settle. Dane, however, leaps to his feet and, after two seconds of deciding "friend or foe", resolves to "friend" (he knows that smell!) and takes off bounding over to Kasumi. Hawke turns to watch him go, but doesn't move from where she was, instead giving her a vaguely amused look. ]

It's the flannel, isn't it? [ Probably. ] I did grow up out in what you'd call the countryside, you know. You could say it's a natural setting.

[stealwithit]

[ True, but it was totally worth it just for bothering Hawke at the stables. Kasumi feels like she's walked into a fantasy novel or something.

Kasumi makes sure her feet are firmly on ground as she watches Dane run on over, lest she get toppled by the dog who is--wow, definitely way bigger than the last time she's seen him. With a smile, she holds her hand out for Dane to sniff before giving him a few pats on the head. ]

The flannel definitely helps, [ something Kasumi can still appreciate, thankfully ] but I just meant that you look pretty at home here.

[whathawksdo]

[ long absences of flannel only make the heart grow fonder, right ]

I imagine I'd look at home anywhere that I'm actually able to stay put at. [ Hawke's definitely not look forward to life on the run again, whenever she goes home, one day, some day. She gives the closest horse one final pat on the nose and leaves off letting them out for now, stepping away. ] Didn't have too much trouble finding the place, did you?

[stealwithit]

Oh, not too much. Though now that I've committed where this is to memory, I can probably teleport here next time.

[ She shrugs. Powers are so weird. ]

So, are you going to give me a grand tour before we chat, or?