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I finally get to see my girlfriend again!
wavesurfs:
soniaaaaaa.
Nessa! :)
whining into my moscato about how i want my girlfriend.
Well aren’t I just right chuffed?
:)
Leon is sure to stop by the lab bearing gifts. One is not very subtle at all -- a long, polyester garment bag containing a turquoise and white sundress of the latest Lumiosian fashion. Another big name shopping bag contains matching hair accessories, bracelets, and necklaces. Most important, though, is that once his hands are free, he gives Sonia a quick but warm hug, and takes her hands once he leans back to give her space. "I'm so delighted for you, Sonia. I hope things are going well."
[Sonia’s not subtle in her delight over the gifts. She holds the dress bag in front of herself, scrutinizing her image, before turning her attention to the accessories. Thinking about the price tag makes her head spin, so she’s more than grateful when Leon pulls her into a hug and distracts her.]
You’re too sweet, Leon. [She holds his face delicately, smiling fondly.] Should have saved some of that for my wee shite of an assistant
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Yes I am posting this to distract from the awful things I’m seeing on my dashboard!
Nessa is lovely.
wavesurfs:
if you don’t mind getting a little wet, then sure, i’d be happy to let you take a look! you’re not interrupting anything - actually, i have something for you.
#i don't normally celebrate valentine's day but...#everyone seems to be in the spirit this year.
Well! I’ll be right there, then!
wavesurfs:
mm, no, that’s alright. maybe tomorrow. they… can stay for now.
Well. All’s well that ends well, I suppose!
You don’t suppose I could take a look at them myself, do you? Perhaps I might be able to identify them!
wavesurfs:
everything’s fine. i guess i have a secret admirer.
Blast, it sounds like a right mess! Would you like a hand to help you clean up?
what happened to my gym?
Nessa? Is everything alright?
[There's a delivery from a nice Wyndon bakery to the lab. One box contains a set of the best petit fours in Galar, two decorated with Yampers and two with aqua and coral colored hearts. The card on the box is signed OWO☆]
[This is the sweetest gift she’s ever gotten.
No really it’s so sweet........
She’s hiding this from her gremlin of an assistant, you can bet on that.]
[Sonia’s lucky, in that Nessa’s gym is open for the holiday. Luckier, in that she’s able to blend into the crowd relatively easily, entering the gym as if she were one of the many revelers. The staff seems distracted enough that they don’t pay much mind to the obscenely large backpack and duffelbag that she carries with her.
How she manages to keep it all balanced as she clambers down a ladder and into the water below, she doesn’t know. What she does know is that she has to carefully keep balanced on said ladder, lest her cumbersome load and heavy clothes drag her to the bottom.
And don’t get her started on how wet her socks already are!
She makes quick work of the duffel bag, tying it round one post of the ladder and wrenching it open. Inside are a number of large, clear containers of water -- each of which contain a handful of aquatic flowers.
The first ones she lets go (one by one, each with steady hand of a well-trained scientist -- or so she liked to think) are the hawthorns. She has to work quickly the more they start to scatter -- it won’t be long until someone notices, and she doesn’t particularly want to get caught.
The hyacinths follow, standing just a hint taller and a bit denser than the hawthorns were. They take the currents quicker, and Sonia’s hands start to slip as she struggles to work quick enough to release her gifts.
Finally, she reaches for her backpack. There are a number of small plastic bags with single petals. While the flowers themselves still have their roots attached, and can be replanted by a careful hand, these flow freely through the pool. The first comes the tulips, ones that streak with lavender along their otherwise royal purple petals. These are interspersed with irises here and there. Zinnias, vibrant magenta in color follow, quickly taking to the currents
The crowd is just starting to whisper as Sonia dumps the last bag. This one is a mix, acacia and gardenia blend together. This last addition, combined with the rest of the color, is enough to distract the crowd just long enough for Sonia to clamber up the ladder and sneak out. She’s soaked up to her knees from her perch, sure to draw attention when she gets outside, but that’s fine by her.
She settles not far from the gym, boots off and socks drying in the sun. She’ll give it an hour, hopefully long enough for Nessa to see, before heading back to volunteer with cleanup. The last thing she wants is for her beloved leader to have to clean up the mess, after all.]
I did not!
wavesurfs replied to your post: Wot’s a manlet?
a little man.
Oh! He is a manlet!