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[floral_powder]

[ It's a bit late, but Polka's voice can be heard humming lightly over the sound of snow crunching beneath her footsteps. She's all bundled up for the weather, and she brought her parasol with her in case it started to rain or snow. She's on her way into the forest, hands tucked into her coat pockets. Little girls really shouldn't be wandering

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[harmonicmelodia]

[Because Frederic had been out shopping all day for stuff to put into the house, among other things, he spots Polka on her way to the forest after he's done.]

Polka? What are you doing out so late?

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[floral_powder]

[ Oop busted by the surrogate bro - but walking alone at night is common for her so! ]
Hello Frederic! I thought I'd look around the forest for a place to plant these next month. Flowers from back home. [ Both kinds no less. ]

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[harmonicmelodia]

[Frederic is always watching out for you, Polka. He cares too much about you and doesn't want you hurt.]

Are those seeds of the Heaven's Mirror we looked upon together? [A smile.] I'd love to see those again.

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[floral_powder]

[ She smiles warmly, nodding. ]

That's right! I have the seeds of the flowers mother and I used to make Floral Powder with, I imagine that if there's a garden by the house you and Viola found, I can plant them there. But the Heavens Mirror flowers will only grow in the forest. I really hope that they do well here, I'd love to see them again too.

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[harmonicmelodia]

[He sets his bags down and begins digging through one.]

I'm more than certain Viola would be happy to help you make a garden by the house. I would be glad to help as well, but I've never really done much gardening.

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[floral_powder]

I can hardly wait until Spring. The snow is nice, but it's always so cold out I can't really enjoy it. [ Plus there's the whole catching colds thing. ]

...?
[ Wot wot? Polka tilts her head curiously at the rummaging. ]
What are you looking for?

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[harmonicmelodia]

[Frederic pulls out a cute dress and matching hairpiece to show for her.]

I picked these up for you, I hope you like them.

[ action ] awww :D

[floral_powder]

[ Polka's eyes widen as she accepts the clothing and hair piece with a delighted laugh. And polkadotted to bot. PFffhf. ]

Oh Frederic, I love them! Thank you! [ Gingerly hugging the dress and she is totally going to put it on right n-- tomorrow. :I ]

[ action ] <3

[harmonicmelodia]

[Frederic thought of her when he saw the stuff, especially since it was polkadotted.♥]

You're most welcome. I'm so happy you love them, Polka. [He smiles watching her hug the dress so happily.] You'll so very beautiful in that dress, I know you will.

[ action ] Such a wonderful bro :D

[floral_powder]

[ She's absolutely lit up at the gift - but she probably still would have loved it even if it was puke green and orange and all manner of godawful colors that don't belong together. And she'd wear it too. And reminded of the bags, she folds the dress over an arm, pointing. ]

Do you need help with those? I can always come back later to find a spot for the flowers.

[ action ] Anything to little sister smile <33

[harmonicmelodia]

[He shakes his head and lifts them up again. Turning about, he begins heading back towards the house.]

Ah no, I'm all right. [He smiles at her so fondly.] Would you like to come back to the house with me? I actually have some things I'd like to talk with you about.

[ action ] ♥♥

[floral_powder]

[ She's still jazzed about the new clothes. :D But at the request and the things Frederic needed to talk to her about, she tilts her head and nods, concerned. ]

All right, let's go. . . [ And after a moment. ] Is something wrong, Frederic?

[ action ] ♥♥

[harmonicmelodia]

[Frederic stops for a moment and turns back towards Polka with a small frown.]

I told Viola about what happened in our world, at least what happened in my version of our world. [A sigh.] She didn't believe my words. [He starts walking more with her.] I also heard of a town meeting and possibly a team defending against enemies in this village.

[His voice turns a little sour with his expression being cold.] On top of that, those Malnosso want us to fight some type of battle for them. I do not want any of this, Polka. If we can find a way back to our world, we'll be leaving to get away from here.

[ooc: I'm also apologizing for the missing words in my last comments, I haven't felt very well. ^^;]

[ action ] ♥♥

[floral_powder]

[ Don't stop so suddenly, Frederic! Polka stops short in turn, blinking. No, she didn't think Viola would believe it. Polka herself didn't, considering how /her/ ending went, but she was willing to humor Frederic all the same. Just as she did when he insisted her world wasn't real. ]

Enemies? There are enemies? [ Dismayed, she starts walking again, hugging her dress thoughtfully. ] ... I ... I guess it was too good to last...

[ Anxiously she glances up at that tone in Frederic's voice, uneasy. ] ... they can't force you to fight for them, Frederic, at least there's that. I... I don't know if there even is a way back home.

[ But would she even return? She left saying that somewhere there was a world that might need her - this world needed her - so... ]

[ Ooc: *laughs* Don't worry about it, I know what you meant! You clearly caught Viola's cold and should not push yourself :I ♥ ]

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[harmonicmelodia]

[Frederic drops the bags to the ground slowly. He also still keeps his cold expression and sour tone.]

If the enemies of this land come near us, I won't hesitate to fight back. [He thinks about his baton back in the house.] They will taste the wrath of my magic.

[He tries to smile for her, despite being a little angered.] Don't worry Polka, I'll protect you. From these monsters and from the Malnosso, none of them will get to you.

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[floral_powder]

[ That's...a little worrisome, Frederic. And a little disturbing. She doesn't speak for a moment. ]

Frederic...

It's all right. I don't want you to fight on my behalf. You've already put yourself through one war, you shouldn't have to put yourself through another for me. [ That expression doesn't belong on the composer. Polka smiles back, a little hesitatntly. ] Come on, let's...

Let's go back to the house. I'm sure Viola must be concerned...!