[open] after a while they always get it

[rorosa]

Date & Time: 12/02 - ANY TIME AT ALL. YOU DECIDE.
Location: rural parts of the outlands; very occasionally the city streets
Characters: Corosa Nyem (rorosa), Rosalyn Cross (redemptio), Aileen Kimbler (seamend), Tier Halibel (sacrificar), Simmaeri (allsongs), ... and anyone else who wants to say hi I guess (though fyi, these are all mostly wrap-up threads; this character will be dropped soon)
Summary: COROSA CONTINUES TO BE A CRANKY SMELLY HOBO. possibly passes some interesting info on before he leaves. possibly gets some new clothes god.
Warnings: N/A

[ ooc: for characters explicitly named above, threads are started below: rosalyn, aileen, halibel, simmaeri ]

[ Corosa's a common sight out in the nicer parts of the outlands; he avoids the hollowed-out cities and anything that looks even slightly urban, but he's right at home in what little countryside there is. It's now been long enough that he's quite familiar with the lands out here, and getting better at hunting game.

You might find him shooting at trees for target practice, or stalking after a ... seven-antlered buck. Or maybe asleep out in the open. Maybe perched on top of a hill to squint suspiciously at the sprawling ruins that he's been so diligently steering clear of for the past month or so. Or maybe just wandering around squinting suspiciously at the world in general, that's a thing he does. ]

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[rorosa]

[ Jac -- was that his name? There hadn't been much time for introductions, in all that mess. ]

How are they? I haven't seen them in a while. [ Then, almost to himself: ] They probably didn't mention me.

[ He stops walking now, looking around, hunting for plant life... there's a bit more of it here. Splashes of green in shadows and corners, between broken-up roads, in the shelter of standing walls. But still struggling. ]

[redemptio]

They are just fine! I've been so blessed to have the chance to meet people from home here.

[when he stops, she does too, keeping her eyes peeled for anything she could bring back to the city]

These poor things... they're using all their strength to find life. [she walks over to a string of green pushing through rubble & crouches down with a sympathetic smile as a hand touches it gingerly] I feel sorry for them.

[rorosa]

[ He follows her, and gingerly pushes at the rubble with the toe of his boot. It's loose; they could probably clear it off, free the roots, maybe get the sprout out without much damage.... ]

Why? [ He stares at Rosalyn, eyebrows raised. ] They're only plants.

[ Then, after a bit of thought: ] I think there's some gardens in the city, too... Have you seen them yet? They're a little out of the way.

[redemptio]

Plants are living beings too! [huff huff!]

I haven't seen anything of the sort in the city. [she tilts her head as she glances up. she'd been cooped up in the library since her arrival that she never got the chance to really explore]

[rorosa]

[ Corosa just blinks at the outburst, and shrugs. All right. He supposes they are. ]

There's this... strange building somewhere.... Lots of fallen statues, lots of plants. Looks a mess, though. If I ever come back to the city I might be able to show you. [ He's unable to give directions to it, but he thinks if he went searching in person, he'd be able to find it without problem.

A slightly more helpful thought occurs to him, then. ]

Or you should ask for Simmaeri. She's another Transport -- she'll know where it is.