ii. Gardens.-Video

[persephonepearl]

[Persephone is kneeling in front of a large pile of dirt, and there is a smear of it on her face. A handful of plants are growing in front of her, literally glowing and blooming as you watch. Persephone looks rather happy and contended

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[video]

[young_idealist]

[He's frankly staring.]

Madame, are you on deck now?

Oh, I'm St. Just.

[video]

[persephonepearl]

No. I am in my room.

I found the garden locked and was unable to tamper with it.

[She leaned over the flowers, and then dug her fingers further into them, and more sprouted.]

[video]

[young_idealist]

The whole garden isn't locked... wait.

[Watching her do that is plainly upsetting him in some way.]

How are you doing that? I could take you up there. I have the keys...

Re: [video]

[persephonepearl]

I am Persephone. It is what I do.

[She rolled her eyes at him, but stopped.]

[peektuttut]

How are you doing that?

[persephonepearl]

I am Persephone. It is what I do.

[peektuttut]

...

As in Demeter's daughter?

[persephonepearl]

Yes.

[Video]

[persephonepearl]

Dear Persephone, I like that.

I can if they will allow me to do so. Who are you and where are they?

[Video]-Slow spam?

[persephonepearl]

Your tongue is silver, Edward. Is the rest of you?

[Appraising look.]

I shall be down shortly.

[dominie]

It's always good to meet an individual with a penchant for creation, rather than destruction. An advocate of life, even if confined to the arms of death.

[persephonepearl]

You are very poetic and not mortal. What are you?

[dominie]

A Time Lord, madame. In this incarnation, occasionally given to fits of sentimental melancholy and an appreciation for a good deed well rendered.

[persephonepearl]

Hmm. You are not from Earth.

This interests me. Tell me of your home, Lord of Time.