1.1.01.01.014: flowers are not to be picked, they are to be enjoyed by everyone.

[needshumility]

[Eddie's on camera. He's grinning. This isn't meant to be public, but it isn't. He's on deck, so you can see the stars behind his head, and a greenhouse in one corner.]

Jane! Jane! JANE! [he's raised his voice. Oh no. The camera turns to some flowers - all the colours are overly bright, and quite obviously artificial, to anyone with normal sight. They're incredibly vivid, and might give you a headache if you look too long, but this doesn't seem to bother Eddie too much.]

We got a garden! [He pans across a small few beds of flowers, all in variants of vivid colours - even the leaves are a slightly unnatural green]

Brilliant. I could kiss someone.

[pause, and he realises this is public, so thinks he ought to say something.]

Um. Nobody pick our flowers. They're... there for public enjoyment.

Comments

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

I will try. Do you have a type of flower preference?

[needshumility.livejournal.com]

Anything blue or purple, I think. Yellow, too.

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

Those are not types. Those are colours.

What do you wish them to smell like?

[needshumility.livejournal.com]

It doesn't really matter if they're pretty.

What ever they smell like in nature?

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

You should come to the greenhouse and see which ones you like.

[needshumility.livejournal.com]

I'll come along when I'm done up here. I... I really appreciate it.

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

Of course. I am pleased to see people who enjoy flowers.

[needshumility.livejournal.com]

You have to appreciate beauty in nature, I think.

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

Yes, you do. It is good to do so.

[needshumility.livejournal.com]

People take a lot of things for granted, I think.

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

I know that mortals take much for granted.

[needshumility.livejournal.com]

Mortals?

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

Yes. Mortals. People.

[needshumility.livejournal.com]

Why do you talk like you're not one of them?

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

Because I am not. I am a goddess.

[needshumility.livejournal.com]

Um. I'm not entirely sure what a goddess is.

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

...Really? I bring the spring and make plants flower.

[needshumility.livejournal.com]

On your own?

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

Yes. Come to the greenhouse and I will show you.

[needshumility.livejournal.com]

I... always thought they just did it on their own.

Are you there now?

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

Yes. I have been asleep for days and the flowers have missed me.

[needshumility.livejournal.com]

Oh, were you in a coma? ...I have something for you to fill in, if you don't mind. It might stop them happening again.

I'll be there very shortly, though.

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

Yes I was.

Alright. I will be here.

[needshumility.livejournal.com]

[As Eddie was outside, playing with his camera, he just stuck his head around the door of the greenhouse,] Hello?