Day 43, Greenhouse 1, Attn: Whoever [f]

[ridley_parrish]

Ridley dropped seeds into the soil, operating on automatic, face blank, hands steady. He grasped the edge of a counter as a shockwave hit. A table fell over, planting flats sliding off counters. As the city steadied, he picked everything up quickly and returned to planting, unperturbed.

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[kavluv]

As Kav neared an open doorway, his feet slipped on some debris on the floor, and he fell into the door frame hard.

When he looked up into the room, he saw Parrish standing over a table planting seeds into soil.

"Are you planting seeds?" Kav asked as he stood in the doorway, dumbfounded that someone could actually get away with planting seeds when there was so much else to do.

[ridley_parrish]

"We'll need food and medicine, herbs, trade goods..." Ridley answered, not looking up, his voice oddly flat.

[kavluv]

Kav huffed an impatient breath.

"You do know that there are things that are more important right now than seeds, right?"

[ridley_parrish]

Ridley looked up, his eyes distant and not quite focused. "I don't know what else to do. These are the future. They're the only future I can control."

[kavluv]

Something about Parrishs' eyes unsettled Kav, until the man looked back down and continued planting.

"We won't have a future if everyone stands about willy-nilly planting seeds..."Kav protested.