don't you let go

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WHO: riku & aerith
WHERE: nonah #6
WHEN: today
WHAT: riku stops by in between flower deliveries. aerith gives him a goat.
WARNINGS: none foreseen!

[Well, at least he's not allergic to flowers.

Riku's been driving actual bushels of them around, losing the occasional petal or leaf behind his Vespa as he goes. Somehow the flower-gram thing was a bigger success than he'd foreseen -- after his abysmal commercial acting, he'd been surprised that they were able to sell anything at all. But then, Aerith had fans among the residents of this world, and so did he, as much as he hated to admit it, so perhaps the combined fanbase had pulled through for them.

He parks in front of the house, leaves the scooter there, then circles around to the back, where he knows he'll find her in the garden.]

Hey. I'm done that bunch.

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[23wishes]

[Really, Riku was a genius business partner. His delivery service was a great idea - who else was working the idea of bringing imPorts to your front door? The idea made for great sales for both their individual customers, shoddy acting or not. (Even though Aerith thought the bad acting was charming.)

It all seems so nice and peaceful - Aerith in the garage, cutting and arranging flowers at her makeshift studio, Riku coming and going on his bike. It's a shame it had to end. When Riku gets back and announces his presence, the first thing he'll see is Aerith chasing her goat away from a flowerbed. Marigold, the goat, is a very good volunteer lawnmower, as Aerith will insist to anyone who will listen, but she's a bit overzealous about her "work."]

I told you! Stay out of the tulips!

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Um...

[Riku's standing there awkwardly, watching this display. He's got a lily stuck in the buttonhole of his jacket -- one of his customers gave him one of the ones he delivered as a tip.]

... I'm not sure goats understand human speech.

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[The goat stops for just a second, turning to Aerith to yell at her. Then she's off, dashing around the back of the house. Aerith lets her go. Catching her breath, she walks the rest of the way to Riku, forcing on a smile that only manages to look tired.]

She knows she did something wrong, and that's the important thing. [She sighs.] Anyway, you made it back pretty fast! All ready for your next set?

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There must be something you can put around the flowers to keep her from eating them...

[A spice, perhaps? Like when you were trying to teach a dog not to steal food...]

-- And, yeah. Are there a lot?

[The fact that she put them into sets seems to imply as much.]

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It turns out goats eat everything...

[Her voice is resigned. Her look is resigned. Her bow seems to also wilt in a way that looks resigned. This is her life now. Goat herding. The cute horned-dog betrayed her.]

Especially my most expensive flowers, just before I have to cut them.

[It's like Marigold knows. Aerith, however, despite everything, goes to get Riku's next bouquet. Marigold takes the opportunity to wander back and start nosing through the weak chickenwire fencing Aerith put up.]

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[Aerith goes to get the flowers and Riku stands there awkwardly as Marigold comes back to poke around. He sighs, then moves forward to pick her up.]

You're going to get in trouble, [he says gently.]