possibly splendorocity hopefully!
1 { please sir, would you buy a flower? }
[ Viktor is out and about on the streets with a basket full of flowers. he doesn't really look the type for this, huh? he's missing the cute dress and the whole being a girl thing. but oh well, he's got the cute baby face at least. ]
U-Um... p-...please buy a flower.... there's lot's of um- different kinds...
[ his voice trails off quietly now and again, but at least he gets his point across. help a woobie out? ]
2 { let me help you }
[ you're wounded. Viktor is fussing over you, babbling as he tries to sort his thoughts out properly- it's hard when he's worrying over you. whoever you are. ]
L-Let me...um...l-look at it... I can help I-I think. Just let me see...
3 { plantxual heaaaaaalin' }
[ Viktor is sitting on his own (or so he thinks) with a potted plant on his lap. it's a tiny little daisy that's been trampled. he looks so sad until he raises his hands to the small plant. with a warm glow emanating off of them, the little plant seems to perk right up, all it's petals intact.
Viktor calms down and smiles - happy to help. ]
There...