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[nurturing.livejournal.com]

[ Mama's finally back at the castle after pretty much just...doting on her hubby since he got to Paradisa. Donning the guise of Alya again she'll be at the castle gardens today, inspecting the flowers and all that with a tenderness probably not characteristic of too many people. All life is precious to her after all :>

Of course every so often the air around her seems to warm as she allows small bits of her power to flow into the area, making everything just seem...livelier. More happy spring time♥ So this area? Currently saturated with magic as she smiles and hums softly to herself.

EVERY DAY IS A GOOD DAY WHEN YOU HAVE YOUR HUBBY AGAIN ]


[ ooc; open post! she'll be all over the area near the gardens today so come say hi or notice her magic :> TADAHARUUUUUUUU WHERE ARE YOU SHE MISSES YOU ]

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[molotov]

[You know what Molotov needs? Flowers. Specifically, she needs them for her desk. You know, to brighten up the space. Mercenaries can like flowers, you know. Too bad that she doesn't know many flower names, so she can't just wish for them.

So now, Molotov is heading into the gardens, to find pretty flowers and... you know, kill them for the sake of her own happiness. But she stops when she sees this lady out here -- Molotov really doesn't like elves. It's a fact, she gets along terribly with them.

But this elf lady is different. Prettier. COULD IT BE THE RED HAIR GREEN EYES THING? Probably. Molotov still hangs back, just watching this flower magic person with a vague air of suspicion.]

[last-apocalypse.livejournal.com]

[Here Alexstrasza, have a gray-skinned Avatar of the End Times derping a derp, having gained an appreciation for flowers thanks to Justinia's enthusiasm for them. He's running up and down the aisles, sniffing random flowers, and generally just being a happy-go-lucky kid. She's welcome to notice the odd aura around him, given that he's completely unaware of it. When he sees Alexstrasza, regal figure that he is, he straightens up, and gives her an enthusiastic wave.]

Hi there!

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[You and your hubby need to stop being so terribly interesting. This one spends a lot of time out in the gardens and she can't help but notice that nice magical aura you've created there.

She stops some distance away and watches, smiling, but remaining silent for the moment; she doesn't want to intrude.]

[echivoc.livejournal.com]

[Long elf ears, sharply groomed eyebrows, and that distinctive red hair...]

Finally out of your hiding place?

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

[The tree dance and the resulting rainstorm have reminded Jilly that, whatever else is going on, it's still spring. So she's outside as well, taking advantage of the sunshine. She doesn't notice Alexstraza right away, her sketchbook open in her lap as she stares at the garden, trying to figure out the composition she wants to work with. In a place like this, there was a lot to choose from]

[molotov]

[You know what Molotov needs? Flowers. Specifically, she needs them for her desk. You know, to brighten up the space. Mercenaries can like flowers, you know. Too bad that she doesn't know many flower names, so she can't just wish for them.

So now, Molotov is heading into the gardens, to find pretty flowers and... you know, kill them for the sake of her own happiness. But she stops when she sees this lady out here -- Molotov really doesn't like elves. It's a fact, she gets along terribly with them.

But this elf lady is different. Prettier. COULD IT BE THE RED HAIR GREEN EYES THING? Probably. Molotov still hangs back, just watching this flower magic person with a vague air of suspicion.]

[last-apocalypse.livejournal.com]

[Here Alexstrasza, have a gray-skinned Avatar of the End Times derping a derp, having gained an appreciation for flowers thanks to Justinia's enthusiasm for them. He's running up and down the aisles, sniffing random flowers, and generally just being a happy-go-lucky kid. She's welcome to notice the odd aura around him, given that he's completely unaware of it. When he sees Alexstrasza, regal figure that he is, he straightens up, and gives her an enthusiastic wave.]

Hi there!

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[You and your hubby need to stop being so terribly interesting. This one spends a lot of time out in the gardens and she can't help but notice that nice magical aura you've created there.

She stops some distance away and watches, smiling, but remaining silent for the moment; she doesn't want to intrude.]

[echivoc.livejournal.com]

[Long elf ears, sharply groomed eyebrows, and that distinctive red hair...]

Finally out of your hiding place?

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

[The tree dance and the resulting rainstorm have reminded Jilly that, whatever else is going on, it's still spring. So she's outside as well, taking advantage of the sunshine. She doesn't notice Alexstraza right away, her sketchbook open in her lap as she stares at the garden, trying to figure out the composition she wants to work with. In a place like this, there was a lot to choose from]