Fourth Growth ❦ Open/In-Person

[thornstained]

[Briar's out in the gardens again, glad to have some work to get stuck into. There's a small section of garden by the front door that looks a little more organised; the plants are still a little overgrown, but it's mostly grass now, and no thorns or brambles are running through it

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[jinglealltehway]

[jinglejinglejinglejinglejingle]

[Malone is wandering around with the very dusty sheets and blanket from his room, looking around for a good place to shake them off.]

Hmmmm...

[thornstained]

[Briar'd be more paranoid, but honestly, he's waist-deep in plants right now, so Malone's just getting a pause and a long stare.

A very long stare.]

...'sup.

[Briar tilts his head a little, still not sure what to make of the ... well, madman, is his first instinct, but this place is different. Bells and a mask don't for sure mean a twisted mind.]

[jinglealltehway]

[No, no, Malone's mind is pretty twisted. He's mostly harmless though, and Briar looks like something of an authority when it comes to the whole 'vegetation' thing that Mogonda didn't have...]

Um...you look like you know your way around out here...where would be a good place to shake these off? [he sounds very casual and matter-of-fact] The coats that were in the coat closet didn't fare so well between the crash and the week in the jungle.

[thornstained]

I could shape up a tree branch if you needed i-- wait, crash?

[Sorry, Malone, Briar's lost a bit of time in the mansion.

He stills, hand curled absently around a now-flowering blackberry stem.]

When did we crash?