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[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

[thanks to that flood from earlier, the garden is ruined yet again. Marluxia is not pleased. Standing on one of the few patches of ground that have somehow managed to remain relatively dry, he looks out over the garden - that for all purposes has turned into a mess of mud and drowned plants.

The thing is, he can't exactly start restoring it without someone doing something about the excess water. Otherwise, it would be a pointless task. Any Demyxes want to help?]

[oh look, the garden's back to normal now - though not because of this Marluxia.]

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[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[pokes his head through the door, arches an eyebrow, holding a can of soda and squeezing it to make popping noises]

[stolls on in, stands next to Marluxia and looks down at the soggy ground]

[aluminum pop-pop] It drowned, huh?

HAY THAR

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

[glances over at Demyx, keeping his expression neutral. At least he didn't outright ask for help.]

It did.

WHY HALO DER

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[clicks tongue, shakes head] Shame.

[has a sip of soda, sticks a hand in his pocket]

wow subject fail

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

Mm.

[and he's not going to now. He shifts his focus away from Demyx to the water-covered earth. Regular plants are out of the question (at this moment), but who's to say Marluxia has never grown hydrophilic ones?

A nearby pool quivers as Marluxia lifts a hand in its direction, small ripples spreading as a white water lily emerges onto the surface. And another. And another.]

[patpat] :|

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[shrugs] Y'know, I could get rid of this water for y-... [notices the lilies and raises eyebrows]

Or, that works too.

[memorywizard.livejournal.com]

(h-hi Marluxia D:)

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

[raises an eyebrow. Isn't this...new.]

Naminé.

[memorywizard.livejournal.com]

Nami, actually.

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

I see. And I assume the Marluxia in your world is female?

[memorywizard.livejournal.com]

(n-nods)

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

[as the death god no longer looks ghostly, Marluxia doesn't recognize him based solely on appearance. But since the other is sleeping in a tree, he's not ruling that identity out.

Whoever that Marluxia is though, this one's ignoring him in favor of checking on the status of the plants that are still alive and outside the main flood area of the garden, possibly encouraging them to take in a little bit more water. This would include trees.]

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

[unfortunately, dry ground is rare right now. And since he would prefer not to get his boots muddy, he needs to use the scattered path around and below the trees. Such as the one the other Marluxia is currently snoozing in.

But what he's doing isn't a long process: touch, and go. What could happen in those few seconds?]

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

--!!!!!!!!

[natures]

[looking dismayed]

What happened here?

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

A flood, unfortunately.

[natures]

[crouches a bit, before she starts walking around. Marluxia might be surprised to see flowers and plants starting to grow along the path she just trailed, greenery starting to grow around.]

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

[indeed; he might even be considered intrigued.]

How are you able to do that?

[natures]

I've always been able to do this since I was young.

[making flowery vines grow now]

my timing fails

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

You cleaned up pretty nicely in here.

it's okay, i fail too

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

[well, if Larxene had arrived before the death god did, taking credit for that would feel a little less empty and pointless. As it is, however...]

Mm. So I did.

Re: it's okay, i fail too

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[then again, Nobodies are all about empty and pointless, right?]

Tired?

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

[true, but not all Nobodies have a perfectionist complex like Marluxia does. :|

He just nods and leans back against a tree.]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[comes up next to him, not touching but very much in his bubble]

Not surprised. It's a lot to fix.