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nomans_land2023-09-28 10:56 am
cowgoesmoo) wrote in nomans_land2023-09-28 10:56 am
Near July, before all the chaos
Nai's missing, the smashed-up city that Rem had put her house next to keeps changing, there's people nearby, human people, more and more of them all the time, gathering... it's been an eventful few days for a tiny plant!
It's not healthy to sit inside all day, hunched over the radio, waiting desperately for any sign of his brother, and so Vash is out wandering the dunes and cliffs near the station, a small two-way radio clipped to his belt that lets him keep listening to the radio inside, just in case Nai is able to call again. Some of his day is taken up training, working on focusing his plant powers to summon feathers that sprout in tiny downy tufts all along both his arms. Some of his day is just walking, exploring and re-exploring the space around the station, finding holes, bugs, interesting rocks. Some of his day is lying flat on a cliff, watching the human refugees below as they gather around the ever-changing city of July. Sometimes he finds a quiet space where nobody can see him, and cries for awhile. Sometimes, when Rem's been out late working hard, he's inside the station, cleaning and cooking and helping out as best he can. And, late at night when he can't sleep, he climbs up on the nearby ledge and watches the stars.
It's not healthy to sit inside all day, hunched over the radio, waiting desperately for any sign of his brother, and so Vash is out wandering the dunes and cliffs near the station, a small two-way radio clipped to his belt that lets him keep listening to the radio inside, just in case Nai is able to call again. Some of his day is taken up training, working on focusing his plant powers to summon feathers that sprout in tiny downy tufts all along both his arms. Some of his day is just walking, exploring and re-exploring the space around the station, finding holes, bugs, interesting rocks. Some of his day is lying flat on a cliff, watching the human refugees below as they gather around the ever-changing city of July. Sometimes he finds a quiet space where nobody can see him, and cries for awhile. Sometimes, when Rem's been out late working hard, he's inside the station, cleaning and cooking and helping out as best he can. And, late at night when he can't sleep, he climbs up on the nearby ledge and watches the stars.
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"Va. Vaaaa." It chirps, feather-tail going again. See, it's not scared!
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If Vash knew what it was that upset little Va, he'd definitely argue the point! He can make feathers, so it's fine that he has them. It's part of being a plant!
But all he knows is that Va's tongue is ticklish, and that purr sounds happy. Forward to the station!
"I wonder what you eat? We've mostly just got worm." Which isn't awful, but he's definitely getting tired of it. "Do you like worm?" Hopefully Va eats meat! Otherwise, the options are kinda limited.
"Back on the ship, we had so much food! There was stuff in storage that had been dried a really long time, and the plants would make anything else we needed." He sounds wistful. It's hard, growing up with a varied diet, and then being stuck eating mostly the same thing. Ration bars and worm soup are food, but ugh they're not at all the same thing as stir fry, or spaghetti.
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The plantling mentioning food does seem to make it a little excited, too. Va can eat anything! Meat is good, vegetables are good, catching a worm larvae and eating it raw is good. Hell, it has chewed on drywall a few times, it wasn't bad.
At least Va is really easy to talk to as Vash chats about the food back on the ship, making little curious chirps.
"Vaa."
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"You know what I miss?" He leans his head against Va's soft feathers, dropping his voice low like it's a secret. "I miss salad." Isn't that silly? "I never really liked it growing up, but now I think I could eat the whole bowl myself!" All those crunchy, fresh vegetables... "We're not supposed t'ask the plants for anything we don't need 'cause they're working so hard already, but I can still want it."
And sure, he could probably get a salad at one of the restaurants in Octovern, since after several months things are settling down, but when would he ever go into a human city? It's just not safe. "I guess maybe I could grow stuff to make a salad? But I don't know anything about growing food." He reaches up to pet Va's face. "Do you? Wanna help me make a garden?"
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Salad is delicious, but there's not a lot of green on Noman's Land. Maybe one day Vash gets to see Luida's garden and can eat all the salad he wants.
When they get closer to the station, Va stands up a bit more, the mess of wings fluttering a bit in curiosity.