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Sooooo...[ Aerith's face comes on the camera with a bright smile. ] I was thinking we could all use something a little fun to do, so how about a little party? [ She pauses and then puts one finger up in the air and shakes her head. ] Wait, no, not a party [ forgive her Watts, it's not a party! ] a potluck get together. [ She told him she was going to do it. He'd better be prepared. ] I have decorations thought up and a location already, all I'd need is some people that might be willing to bring some food. That's the best part of a potluck right? Everyone bringing a dish of their own.

I was thinking maybe people could bring something from their own world. I had a talk with a friend a bit ago about how similar but different our homes are and maybe this would be a neat way to share that with each other. If you'd like to come, let me know so I have a general idea of what to expect. I'm thinking of holding it in a week.

That should be plenty of time, right? [ She thinks so at least. She falls silent for a second and, anyone that knows her well may notice her expression gets a bit more sad before she forces a smile again. ] Oh! I'm also going to start selling potted flowers so that people can take some of them home with them and maybe grow them in their own place. I already have two helpers to help me bring them to the shop, so we'll have them set up soon. Drop on by!

[ With that she moves to turn the thing off only to stop midway through. Anyone who knows her really well may notice that her expression drops for just a second before she speaks again. ]

I was also wondering if anyone else has been having any...[ no, she doesn't really want to mention that she's had some nightmares here and there. Hmm, how else to phrase this. ] Has anyone else experienced anything weird? It's been really cold at this one spot in my garden and at the shop but...it's not really...it doesn't feel quite natural. The flowers aren't really happy in that one spot either, even if they're still growing.

II. June Showers bring some Flowers
Aerith had made her announcement from her little garden that she'd only brought a few people to. It wasn't that she wanted to hide it from people, but more that sometimes she just wanted a place to be alone. Everyone wanted that now and then, right? The people closest to her like Llewellyn and Cloud knew where it was and how to open the gate. Today she'd planned on bringing a few potted plants back with her in a wheelbarrow to the shop but things didn't always go as planned.

Sadly, the flowers in the pot she'd put together had ended up in one of the cold spots she'd spoken of and they seemed to have started to wilt at the tips of their petals.

"Oh no. You poor thing," she frowned and set it down and let out a sigh. Only for her exasperation to grow as rain started to fall down on her head. She looked up with frustration at the sky. "You looked just fine a second ago!" Clearly, telling the sky it hadn't looked like it was going to rain is a very helpful thing to do.

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While Llewellyn had definitely tuned into the announcement, and had a small panic before she shifted from ‘party’ to ‘pot-luck,’ the detective had also noticed his friends rather troubled expression... Something was definitely wrong there, and leaving it alone didn’t exactly sit well with him. Not when she’d been providing him with much needed distractions and stability in his schedule while he adjusted to being back by having him help her with a project at her garden.

So... Rather than responding to the feed (there was no question that he’d be attending the potluck when it happened anyway), Llewellyn put aside what he was working on at the house for now and made his way to her personal garden that she’d clearly broadcasted from if the backdrop of the video was anything to go by. He was glad he knew how to get by the gate now, fussing with the latch to let himself in.

“Mm... Aerith? Are you still here?” He called out, frowning as rain started to fall from the sky. Where had that rain even come from?? It seemed Aerith was of a similar mind, if her frustrated tone was anything to go by. “I guess she is here.” He murmured before finding his way to where she’d been fussing with potted plants in the wheelbarrow she was using to transport to her shop.

“Need some help?” He asked, taking off his own hat and plopping it on her head awkwardly to shield her from some of the shower.

Of course there was absolutely no question he'd be forced to attend. At first she'd considered trying to filter it away from him so that it could be some sort of surprise. Given their previous talk though she knew a surprise wasn't something he really wanted. It seemed like a better idea to give him plenty of warning for her plans and then force him along anyway.

What she hadn't really expected was for him to actually come down. Thinking back she probably should have expected it, but hindsight is always easier to see than predict. She heard the clanking of the gate before she actually saw him and it reminded her that she should get a special set of keys for him just incase she wasn't around anymore. Or in case she was sent home like he'd been. Someone needed to be able to get in fully in case something happened. That was kind of of a depressing line of thought though and adding depressed to wet wasn't a fun idea.

"Still here," she said with a little smile as water dripped from her face. She shook her head (splashing a bit of water around) and chuckled as he put the hat on her head. "You didn't have to give me your hat! Buuut now that your here..." she looked over at a few flowers that were in a patch with a shovel next to them. "I was getting ready to transfer those into pots before the rain started...." now what was she going to do?

Yes, as sweet as a surprise would have been, it was best right now to avoid those. Maybe one day he’d feel more prepared for such things, but he hadn’t had the best experiences with surprises in recent years in his world. One day, though, it might be a nice gesture. He would enjoy the relaxed setting of the potluck, though, especially thanks to having a rough idea of when it would happen now to be mentally prepared for it.

One should always expect Llewellyn to show up when he thought there might be a reason to, especially now that he was adjusting to his life here again. Enough time had passed that he was starting to get out of his own head and pay proper attention to the people rather than the work he used to keep himself distracted.

“No, but it looks as though you’re having a bit of a day and being drenched seems like a rather, uh- unfortunate icing on that unwanted cake.” He responded with a small frown, crouching next to the flower patch that she was about to transfer when the skies opened up. They’d have to act fast before the ground soaked up too much water. Then they’d be dealing with a supremely muddy mess to get them from the ground to pots. “Do you have a tarp or anything we can shelter them with to avoid the mm… downpour from making this task impossible?” he asked, picking up the shovel himself. Otherwise it might be smarter to wait out the rain before attempting it, but she seemed more than a little disappointed by that prospect, given her earlier dismay that he’d overheard.

"Oh, I don't mind a little rain," she said with a lopsided smile. A tarp would have been a good idea, but Aerith was still kinda new to this entire thing. She rubbed the water off her face and slumped her shoulders.

"Nope," a little awkward giggle escaped her lips and she shook her head. "That would have been a good thing to keep on hand though, huh? The showers have been more frequent." She titled her head a bit to the side and looked at him. "Do you think that's a good thing? I've heard showers are common in some areas during this time of the year. Maybe this place is becoming more fixed?" Even she recognized that might have been an overly positive way to look at things. She let out a sigh and looked over at her project and then shook her head.

"Guess I'll just have to come back tomorrow." There was no way to work with it now, not without a tarp and not with how wet things had already gotten. Honestly, she might have tried if someone else hadn't shown up, but she wasn't going to make someone else go through that. "I'm sorry, it looks like you came out here only to get wet. Maybe we should both head to the Lodge." It was the closest place she could think of to take a bit of shelter.

Mind it or not, she was stuck with his hat until they found their way inside. It was a shame about the lack of a tarp, though. It would have been nice to get the plants potted for her to take back to the shop. “We’ll have to see about getting one then, once the uh- weather clears up.” To be prepared for next time, because she made a very good point. “It does seem like the weather patterns here seem to have shifted. You could be right about it adopting a consistency similar to other places.” He added, given they didn’t even know… what part of this new world Aterat was situated in… At least not that he had seen so far.

At her apology, though, he shook his head. “Don’t worry about it, Aerith. I was going to stop by regardless of the weather, after I saw your message on the network.” He responded with a shove, reluctantly putting the shovel aside and straightening again. The lodge was the nearest place to the garden, and at least they could get in out of the elements and maybe get something to eat while they waited it out. “The lodge is an excellent idea. Let’s get in out of this rain and see about uh- drying up a bit. I’ll even buy lunch, hm?” He added with a gesture, they could talk easier there, anyway.

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