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gadaboutdetective) wrote in aterat2022-07-08 10:20 pm
July Distractions
Who; Llewellyn and people
What; 1 open + 1 closed log
Where; The Watts-Maresh residence and/or somewhere between the market and their home
When; Early July
Warnings; None, but I'll update if necessary
A much needed coat of paint and conversation. - Closed to Rhy Watts-Maresh
It was strangely satisfying, Llewellyn had decided, to work on fixing up and improving their home since they moved in. Admittedly… He had fallen behind on that project, since disappearing and returning. It took the detective longer to bounce back to the life he loved and cherished in this place beyond sinking a little deeper into work again, and it had been frustrating… Probably worrying for Rhy, as well, as much as Llewellyn didn’t want to be the cause of it. Perhaps being a little more attentive and overcompensating a bit in an attempt to dissuade such concern.
But time and a few… proper nudges had eventually gotten him to set his head on right again.
The gate that had broken in the storm was first, given how Pretzel had developed a penchant for wandering to find people he liked without either of his father’s knowledge. Then a couple of windows that were stuck from disuse, and the stair railing that was loose. It proceeded quite nicely from there until the only things left were cosmetic changes. Decor, furniture, and painting. Llewellyn trusted Rhy’s judgement there a little more than his own, but it was nice to share in those decisions together all the same.
This had all brought them both to today, to work in the next room of their choosing. The kitchen needed a little work, but they hadn’t really rushed given their skills were a novice at best. Changing he handles out, cleaning, and painting.
The cupboards specifically needed fresh coats of paint in a more suitable shade, and they both were keen to get the space completed… Perhaps for similar reasons, though they hadn’t really gotten onto that subject yet. One thinking the other was agreeing or simply looking forward to moving forward with making the space just right for them, and hoping to continue to improve their own less-than-perfect cooking skills for future meals.
Finishing a small cleanup after sanding the cupboards to prepare them for a fresh coat of paint in an eye-catching shade of red. Sometime not too loud in tone, and complimenting the golden, honey-oak counter-tops and accents. Llewellyn finally looked up to find his husband, satisfied with the work thus far, and ready to start the main part of the job. “Do you know where we put the brushes, love? I um- I have the cans of paint tucked under the sink, but I can’t recall where I set those down…” He commented in a befuddled tone, looking around the space with light confusion.
A Garden Distraction. - Open to All
It was well overdue by this point, Llewellyn mused, as he stared at the empty space that was currently the fenced-in yard of the house he and Rhy had been fixing up. The space was going to be a lovely garden for them to sit and enjoy, and for him to keep himself busy about perfecting as a hobby he’d only dreamed up since his days at the Sphere. It was only as delayed as it was due to his own unfortunate state of mind… But he finally starting to… shift his focus as he adjusted to better distractions than working (or drinking) all the time.
He wanted to make the space that they’d spoken of, and keeping his hands busy had always been integral to Llewellyn’s peace of mind… It was this particular hobby that he found the most beneficial in that, finding some peace in the quiet work and the fresh air. He had always been most comfortable outside under the sun, after all, feeling less trapped and closed in than he did when he was cooped up in a room or office.
He had his work cut out for him, though, thanks to the delays. Plenty of the starters that Aerith had allowed him to work on in his spare time at her garden were ready to be planted in the ground before they became too constricted in their pots. And there were a lot of them considering the extensive list of things he intended to put in.
The garden focused heavily on roses, of course, with Rhy in mind. A wide variety of them planned to be positioned and sorted in pleasing ways for admiring. The most important, of course, being the red and golden yellow mixed blooms of a hybrid tea rose he’d grown special for his husband. Then from there, a massive collection of flowers he favoured or had thought would fill in the spaces nicely, and a few selections made specifically with a friend in mind. It would be beautiful once it was done, certainly… A nice space for them to sit at a small table over lunch or just relaxing… But first he needed to get things in the ground.
Llewellyn, realizing he couldn’t transport so much earth and plants on his own, had hired a chocobo drawn cart to carry it all back through the city to their home near the market district. Which was… Admittedly a bit awkward, since he was leading it by the harness carefully, since it wasn’t a wagon meant for riding so much as transporting goods and was even less experienced with chocobos than he was with horses. Anyone watching might find it amusing as the bird plucked at his hat lightly in an attempt to steal it every time he slowed and waited for someone else to pass.
(ooc: People free to spot him heading back to the house with the cart of plants/earth, or to stop by the house themselves!)
What; 1 open + 1 closed log
Where; The Watts-Maresh residence and/or somewhere between the market and their home
When; Early July
Warnings; None, but I'll update if necessary
A much needed coat of paint and conversation. - Closed to Rhy Watts-Maresh
It was strangely satisfying, Llewellyn had decided, to work on fixing up and improving their home since they moved in. Admittedly… He had fallen behind on that project, since disappearing and returning. It took the detective longer to bounce back to the life he loved and cherished in this place beyond sinking a little deeper into work again, and it had been frustrating… Probably worrying for Rhy, as well, as much as Llewellyn didn’t want to be the cause of it. Perhaps being a little more attentive and overcompensating a bit in an attempt to dissuade such concern.
But time and a few… proper nudges had eventually gotten him to set his head on right again.
The gate that had broken in the storm was first, given how Pretzel had developed a penchant for wandering to find people he liked without either of his father’s knowledge. Then a couple of windows that were stuck from disuse, and the stair railing that was loose. It proceeded quite nicely from there until the only things left were cosmetic changes. Decor, furniture, and painting. Llewellyn trusted Rhy’s judgement there a little more than his own, but it was nice to share in those decisions together all the same.
This had all brought them both to today, to work in the next room of their choosing. The kitchen needed a little work, but they hadn’t really rushed given their skills were a novice at best. Changing he handles out, cleaning, and painting.
The cupboards specifically needed fresh coats of paint in a more suitable shade, and they both were keen to get the space completed… Perhaps for similar reasons, though they hadn’t really gotten onto that subject yet. One thinking the other was agreeing or simply looking forward to moving forward with making the space just right for them, and hoping to continue to improve their own less-than-perfect cooking skills for future meals.
Finishing a small cleanup after sanding the cupboards to prepare them for a fresh coat of paint in an eye-catching shade of red. Sometime not too loud in tone, and complimenting the golden, honey-oak counter-tops and accents. Llewellyn finally looked up to find his husband, satisfied with the work thus far, and ready to start the main part of the job. “Do you know where we put the brushes, love? I um- I have the cans of paint tucked under the sink, but I can’t recall where I set those down…” He commented in a befuddled tone, looking around the space with light confusion.
A Garden Distraction. - Open to All
It was well overdue by this point, Llewellyn mused, as he stared at the empty space that was currently the fenced-in yard of the house he and Rhy had been fixing up. The space was going to be a lovely garden for them to sit and enjoy, and for him to keep himself busy about perfecting as a hobby he’d only dreamed up since his days at the Sphere. It was only as delayed as it was due to his own unfortunate state of mind… But he finally starting to… shift his focus as he adjusted to better distractions than working (or drinking) all the time.
He wanted to make the space that they’d spoken of, and keeping his hands busy had always been integral to Llewellyn’s peace of mind… It was this particular hobby that he found the most beneficial in that, finding some peace in the quiet work and the fresh air. He had always been most comfortable outside under the sun, after all, feeling less trapped and closed in than he did when he was cooped up in a room or office.
He had his work cut out for him, though, thanks to the delays. Plenty of the starters that Aerith had allowed him to work on in his spare time at her garden were ready to be planted in the ground before they became too constricted in their pots. And there were a lot of them considering the extensive list of things he intended to put in.
The garden focused heavily on roses, of course, with Rhy in mind. A wide variety of them planned to be positioned and sorted in pleasing ways for admiring. The most important, of course, being the red and golden yellow mixed blooms of a hybrid tea rose he’d grown special for his husband. Then from there, a massive collection of flowers he favoured or had thought would fill in the spaces nicely, and a few selections made specifically with a friend in mind. It would be beautiful once it was done, certainly… A nice space for them to sit at a small table over lunch or just relaxing… But first he needed to get things in the ground.
Llewellyn, realizing he couldn’t transport so much earth and plants on his own, had hired a chocobo drawn cart to carry it all back through the city to their home near the market district. Which was… Admittedly a bit awkward, since he was leading it by the harness carefully, since it wasn’t a wagon meant for riding so much as transporting goods and was even less experienced with chocobos than he was with horses. Anyone watching might find it amusing as the bird plucked at his hat lightly in an attempt to steal it every time he slowed and waited for someone else to pass.
(ooc: People free to spot him heading back to the house with the cart of plants/earth, or to stop by the house themselves!)
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At some point, he had presumed the lesson would end and she could go play with Pretzel or they could stop and have a small lunch of some kind. Probably sandwiches given that was the extent of his current kitchen knowledge… But when she curled up sleepily in the grass, he tilted his head with a soft smile and let her rest. He would wake her up later to eat, and for now, it was just nice to know where she was and that she was comfortable.
It didn’t take long for Pretzel to curl up next to her protectively to nap himself, and Llewellyn simply kept working quietly while he let her get the rest she needed until later. He might have snapped a small picture of the two to show Rhy later on, but otherwise, it was a nice and peaceful silence under the warm light of the afternoon.
( Is this where you want to wrap? ]
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