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Octeuril Catch all [Open!]

Who: Everett and anybody!
When: Throughout Octeuril
Where: Aefenglom
What: Gardening, Kittens, Quests- many OTA prompts inside!
Warnings: NSFW in some threads, will mark individually as needed.

[All prompts in header are OTA! Closed prompts will be below and marked accordingly. New and established CR both welcome, plotted or not! Will match format, if prose is preferred over brackets!]

Rainy Days, Here to Stay
A. Gardening for fun and competition

[Everett's cottage was a welcome sight, coming back from Dorchacht. He hasn't been a mirrorbound for long and yet, it felt enough like a home to him. His garden had been well taken care of in his absence, but after gaining so much more experience with his magic in Dorchacht, he was ready to really expand. He could let his neighbors have the more beautiful garden, after all!

He'll be happily recruiting any who wish to help him, offering them garden boxes of herbs and tea plants to take home with them in repayment. His tobacco plants he's protective of, but the lilies are off limits!

If gardening isn't in one's skill or knowledge set, that's just fine, Everett seems to be new to it himself, mostly relying on his magic to grow and maintain his garden. All the same, he didn't want to keep draining himself, so there is a stack of literature bought and borrowed on the subject. He's happy for others to take a look, or to write out instructions transcribed, for home care of gifted plants!

They just need to be mindful none of those books get wet. Everett enjoys working out in the rain, but it's difficult to not trek in the water and muck straight into his tidy cottage...]

B. Shelter from the downpour (aka The Kitten Giveaway)
[Throughout the month, Everett will be out and about his yard. He's landscaping the front portion with verdant rose bushes and hibiscus and ivy to crawl up the front porch of his cottage. Soon enough, it's overtaken with more green and blossoming flowers than it is wooden structure. HIs front gate is always left wide open and welcoming.

On this day, it's really pouring. He spies someone stuck out in it, waving to them from under his porch. There's a basket in his arm and he's stuffing it full of... kittens? Seems a family of strays was taking shelter and he felt a need to help. The neighbors keep feeding the local cats, but this was the first Everett saw of little ones. They should really be brought in.

As should the poor person out in the rain! Everett waves them in, warmly greeting even a perfect stranger. He's always happy to make friends.]

This way! My cottage is warm, do take shelter. It really is coming down today!

A Questing We Shall Go
A. Garden Troubles
[Everett loves him some fresh preserves! He's also just a very helpful man, aiding the old woman with her troubles would be on his to-do even without reward. He's happy to see someone else willing to indulge her. He's glad others are so kind!

He does not expect the issue to be puppies of all things. The same from the dream, even! Same kind of creature, at least. Everett was already very fond of the petal wolves, so he's careful not to harm any while shooing the majority away. One remains and it's a particularly pesky one, he's in need of the other helper to chase the pup into his arms. He catches the dog around the midsection and swings the creature up in his arms, looking it over appraisingly]

Caught you, little one! This is no place for you.... [it whimpers at him and. Oh. Huh.

He could understand just what it meant! How curious that is.]

B. Habitat for Refugees
[While he's more than happy to be out of Dorchacht, Everett is not content to leave the refugees without assistance. They're in real need of support and mentorship, autonomy is a frightening prospect! Everett does not want them slipping back into familiar habits or finding new, worse ones. Aefenglom may be a better place, but it's not perfect and these monsters could easily be taken advantage of if they're not well looked after. Everett is assisting on two, main fronts.

Firstly, thrifting! He's happy to gather some money up of his own and kind donation of other volunteers, using every coin of it wisely. With so many yard sales around the city, it's easy to get practical goods and furniture at a bargain. The housing for the refugees should be well stocked with living essentials in now time! Of course, assistance hunting down good deals and even just moving so much furniture would be very helpful to him.

Second, he's doing much the same as he did in Dorchacht, brightening up the neighborhood with plant life! His focus is on planting herbs, tea plants, and fruiting trees. Plants the refugees can easily tend to themselves and harvest for the local market or keep for themselves. Everett's eye is steadfastly on providing the practical!]

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I will send you the location of my cottage to your watch, so keep an eye out. Before then, hmm... [he looks between the puppies]

What are we to name these two helper pets of ours? They should match! [since they were found together, would be working together for their little flower operation, it only made sense to have matching names, right?]

[ He nods, his smile widening a bit. ]

Alright. Thank you for giving me this chance, and...

[ Well, now he's really gotta check it. Wataru lifts the pup for a moment, and then hums before quickly snuggling it back in his arms. ]

... she's a girl. They must be brother and sister.

Oh! I hadn't thought to ask of gender- [he looks at his pup, which boofs at him again] This one is also a girl! Sisters, then.

[a moment's pause]

I've never been good at giving names. [his sister usually named his rats, she always had good ideas for fanciful names. Clementine was her call. Everett is at a loss for anything clever.

Don't let him think too long on this, Wataru, he'll probably end up with a dreadful pun]

[ Oh man, don't ask him, he's not the best with names either! Wataru inwardly corrects his previous statement. Two sisters... what names could suit them well? ]

Something related with flowers, perhaps? Because they're petalwolves.

[ Not an incredible idea but not bad either. ]

A fine idea! They should match well... let me think. [he looks them over for inspiration. His pup was more white in coloration, but Wataru's pup has reddish petals.]

I think mine looks like a Daisy. And yours... hmm, Rose is much too obvious. Perhaps Dahlia would work? Daisy and Dahlia?

... Dahlia is somehow a really cute name.

[ He has to admit so, with a tad of a blush, and he softly pets the newly named little girl and speaks to her. ]

Do you like it?

Edited 2019-10-06 03:53 (UTC)

Proper Springtide names, those both! I'm happy with them, the pups seem to agree, [let's be honest, the pups don't really care what they're called, so long as it's in a nice and sweet tone of voice. Everett could be cooing trash dog garbage puppy at them and they'd just wag their little tails at the attention.]

Much better to adopt them than set them into the danger of the Wilde again. I'm glad we could volunteer here, an added reward. [Everett will still take those homemade preserves, though, those sound delicious]

[ They may not understand but Wataru still wants their opinion on the matter, even as he's still lacking knowledge about talking with animals like Everett does. That aside, he's glad to know they chose the names well for both little girls, and now the weight of the wolf in his arms doesn't feel that aching anymore.

He now has a pet all for himself. Kivat might have a hard time getting used to the new house member. ]

Yeah. Good thing we thought of a quick solution for them... and I suppose our work is also done here?

[ Those two were the only ones causing trouble, it seems. ]

I believe so! Not too much work, there's plenty of the day left. Would you care to come by my cottage and see the garden? [there's daylight left! Well... relative daylight. The sky was a solid overcast, but still bright enough to enjoy his many flowers and other plants]

The pups can run about and tear up my yard a while. [he'll let them, to some degree, so they can have a designated burrow. He can always regrow his plants around it and incorporate the space into his landscaping]

[ Diving into the dirt aside, Wataru is happy for the easy quest and reward. He'd also like to come visit Everett's place, spending a while longer with him. It seems like a good end of the day, overall.

Adjusting Dahlia in his arms, he nods, though he has to show a bit of concern. ]

I hope they don't literally destroy everything, otherwise we'll have to catch them again.

[ One dive was enough for his poor body. ]

No, no, they won't. Will you, sweet things? [He coos at them, reaching to ruffle the ears of Dahlia and kiss Daisy's head. They should behave better, knowing they're back to having some guardians looking over them.]

My own cottage is not far. Let us collect our reward, I look forward to this fruit spread on some biscuits! [a well deserved tea time, sounds like! Everett will stride to the home and happily show off the little trouble maker in his arms. The old woman seems unsure about them taking such destructive things with them, but the faun assures her they'll be trained and looked after closely so they don't cause any more damage.

His eyes glisten happily behind his glasses to be given a basket of preserves to take with them, enough for the two of them.]

What prizes we've gotten! A fine day, this is, one to cherish. [Everett's a grateful man, never one to let a good moment go unappreciated]

I thank you for joining me on this little adventure, Wataru. Have you been settling in well, since arriving?

[ If Everett, the one actually good at communicating with the puppies, says it will be okay, Wataru will trust the man's judgement. Putting his heart at peace, he nods and then follows his companion to where the old lady is waiting with their reward, which she hands over with only a bit of suspicion over the fate of those baby garden destroyers. Everything will be fine, he told her, weighing in along with Everett's promise about training them.

Once out of the area, he looks slightly amused at the excited faun, smiling a bit himself. ]

Here's to many more days like these, honestly. [ He nods, allowing Dahlia to nibble his finger with her nub teeth. ]

Thank you for also helping me out. [ A pause as he thinks. ] Well, it's been... relatively calm since my arrival. I'm trying my best to get accustomed to the new place and culture, but I'm still having a difficult time frequenting the Coven and learning about all sorts of magic I never heard of before.

Did you lack for magic, back home? I was strictly a human, before arriving, never had inherent magic all my own. It's been very exciting to learn! [Everett is very enthusiastic, indeed. While other longed for home, he yearned to explore and learn more of Aefenglom and it's many mysteries. Even if he could return to Myddvai, he wouldn't wish to, not yet.

Especially not now, if he couldn't take this puppy with him]

Yeah. There was nothing about this magic that existed in my home world.

[ He had a whole different type of superpower, which was being a Rider and sending enemies through the walls with his kicks. Wataru never thought he could miss that, of all things. ]

As for my heritage... I was what I would be commonly defined as a Dhampyr. I had a human father and a... vampire mother. [ Fangire, but he'd like to use a more common term that describes the similar kind of monsters. ]

I see! [Everett is not too phases to hear this, but that sort of arrangement isn't wildly uncommon in his world. There weren't many Vampires, but they were renowned beings.]

Vampires seem to exist in many worlds and in all sorts of varieties. Those of my world are peculiar sorts of immortals. What are yours like?

The ones in my world are also immortal beings, and are monsters who can take the appearance of humans.

[ He muses, rubbing the underside of Dahlia's chin. ] They can also function perfectly fine in the sunlight, and can have regular lives like humans.

[ Many of them used that as an advantage to approach and then hunt humans for their life essences, but he's making no word of that. ]

That's very intriguing and far from how I know them. While it's unlikely they'll perish from sunlight alone, the Vampires of Myddvai will lose their immortality if they linger too long beneath the sun's magic. [he hums, considering how different both those are from Dazai's ongoing vampiric transformation]

Different still from here, where they cannot be beneath the sun at all. Curious, the differences in details, but similarities in titles.

They have their nuances depending on which world they're in... like the other monsters, for that matter.

[ Now he feels kind of lucky that he wasn't given vampire features here, in spite of his heritage. ]

Fauns were one of the few who didn't exist back home, however.

The Faun-like creatures of my world are called Giants. I was not one of them, so it's quite the shock to be becoming something so similar. Though their domain of magic was sleep and dreaming, not nature and growth. Have to say I prefer the latter, for my own use.

[he's enjoying his garden very much, going into the dreams this place inspires has been... less thrilling, save the rather pleasant one in which he met Wataru]

[ ... Sleeping doesn't sound that much productive than being related with nature, so Wataru silently agrees about preferring the latter. Moreover, he can't imagine fauns being related with giants at all after he took his first look at Everett. But it is what it is at the man's home and he's not really about to make a judgement of that. It's just a silly hot take he made in his mind. ]

Did you own a garden in your home world, too?

My family had very impressive gardens, but not one I ever maintained for myself. I was an aristocrat in my youth, it would have been seen as below my station... [Everett doesn't sound too fond of this time, but he's not bitter or disgusted either. Merely stating a fact.

What he does sound fond of is his work]

When I became a diplomat, I traveled too much for such a thing. The change of pace is rather nice, here. Settling into a cottage with a garden all my own. [and while he'd appreciate help with it and running a business out of it, he'd still always be doing work himself, not one to sit back on his laurels.]

[ Wataru nods along, listening to Everett as he narrates about his family and past work. He could quite tell the man has manners fit for an aristocratic, but none of the evil or arrogance he'd see in a Fangire King or similar. Everett just wants to raise a garden and manage a florist shop, which Wataru is more than happy to help with. ]

You were a diplomant, even? Was there a lot of conflict where you lived?

[ He's probably making too many questions, but he's quick to beat his self-doubts into the curb. ]

To the contrary, Myddvai was a very peaceful place. My people, however, where very secluded sorts. The Springtide do not often leave the Below Lands. I had hoped to change that, to forge new alliances with the rest of the world, left strained from ages old conflict.

[he sighs, wistful, in a very casual oh well manner, not too fussed at all]

I'd done a decent enough job of it, though now I am here... someone else will need to take up the mantle, if I do not find my way back.

[ Lack of knowledge about Myddvai aside, Wataru can understand how the job of a diplomat is fundamental to form ties between clans, moreso urgently with secluded ones. He's glad that the situation isn't as bad as the eternal conflict between fangire and humans he'd been just recently successful at quelling for the time being. ]

Mmm. [ He nods slowly. ] I sincerely hope someone else will pick up what you've left.

[ Dahlia steals his attention with whinings and puppy licks... he looks down at her. ] Are you hungry?

Hungry... [Everett echoes, having not thought of that before. He looks to Daisy and asks, directly, not knowing what a pup like this might eat]

What do you like, little one? [he gets a quick answer, which makes him laugh] Yes, yes, food! I could guess that. What kind of food? [BARK BARK]

OKay, okay... mushrooms! It seems, is what they enjoy. I do remember the old woman mention her mushrooms were first to go. [Everett.... thinks he will go get a book on these animals soon enough, to check in on this. Apart of him is suspicious that if you asked a child what they like the eat, they'd say CANDY. Of which a healthy diet would not make. He's got his dad instincts on high]

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