[closed]

[oathbroken]

Who:Jaime and Lia!
When: Wednesday afternoon!
Where: FLOWER SHOP! WHERE LIA WORKS! YEAH!
Format: Action? IDK I FORGOT TO ASK, I'M USING ACTION TO SETUP, I'LL TAKE YOUR CUE AFTERWARDS.
What: Jaime has this date, y'see. And dates mean flowers or something. Someone told him that once.
Warnings: ...idek.

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[takemysword]

[The flower shop was dull work. She could mist the plants. Reorganize them. Wait on a customer or two. Repeat. And it wouldn't even be lunchtime. But never the less that gave her time to write and sew and practice a few training steps.

She was sewing at a handkerchief when he arrived. Blond, familiar, but she couldn't place him very well. She spoke to so many people on the strange device that was the Forge and not in person that it was hard to make impressions.

She put the sewing down and approached, noting his confusion.]

May I be of some assistance? Are you shopping for anything in particular?

[oathbroken]

[Jaime doesn't even look up at first, having been entirely distracted by the array of flowers and such lining the walls and shelves. It's like a visit to bloody Highgarden. But when that woman starts speaking, he lifts his head and--]

[Well, isn't that distracting.]

As it happens, I am.

[Which is to say...]

Flowers.

[Yep.]

[takemysword]

[She stares for a moment. Why else would you even come into a flower shop? But this man might be slow, so she should not judge. Not yet, anyway.]

As you can see, we have quite an abundance of flowers. Who are they for? What would you like them to say?

[Maybe she should just sell him an expensive bouquet and shove him out the door, actually. She's being nice, for now, even with how puzzled he looks.]