[If you're listening to the journal, you might see and hear the flash of lightning and an accompanying rumble of thunder. A quick glance outside will tell you it's a clear, cloudless day; but on the journal you might spy a miniature raincloud floating just under the steady hand of a woman kneeling in the grass.]
[Back home, Ororo had a neat little
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That is a useful skill you have.
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[Ororo glances up just as the last of her tiny thundercloud fades away.]
It is rather versatile. Thank you.
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Only a few years ago, I would have wished for the same skill. You use it well.
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[That was, gosh, at least three whole weeks ago! Practically ancient history!]
Even now, the vast amounts of green here amaze me.
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[Still...]
What kind of a world would have no need for rain?
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[Well, okay, he might not be keen on telling people his plans, but he'll talk about Arrakis all day.]
A desert planet, feared by outsiders and much beloved and much hated by her inhabitants. It has small pockets of water, but nothing like the abundance here.
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I can understand that. I spent some of my formative years in a desert as well - a harsh but beautiful environment to be sure. [and her powers were such that she was hailed as a goddess for bringing them rain, but that is beside the point.]
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[And unsettling. Leto will look at flowers, but he won't touch.]
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[She'll notice his looking and will decide to carefully pluck one - an African violet - from its leaves.]
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[He gestures at the flowers and--more broadly--the trees in the area. Green. Not his thing. 8'C ]
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[And here, Leto. Ororo will be offering you the plucked violet. It won't bite, honest. Unless touching flowers burns your skin and she missed it?]
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There are ready resources here. No one wants for anything and no one considers the resources they are using. For me, that is complacency.
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