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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝕎𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕪 𝕗𝕒𝕦𝕝𝕥...? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀《✎: #Mustachio》

Subcon Forest
Joined February 2020
Photo by The Florist (@SubconFlowers)
╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮ ⠀⠀ 𝕁𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕒 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ #AHatInTimeRP ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #MVRP ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⦗✐: #Mustachio⦘ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀мore ιnғo вelow! ⇩ ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯
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She's just gonna gift a flower crown made out of pyroblooms to @BestBowKid. Winter can be quite harsh, and the warmth of these artificially made, magical flowers will help!
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She made a garland out of pyrobloom flowers made by her plant magic! These flowers are GREAT for keeping one warm during the winter!
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━━━━━━★ ━━━━★ 𝙒𝙚 ' 𝙧𝙚 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝘵𝘰 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙱𝙸𝙶𝙶𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝘪𝘯 𝙗𝙞𝙧𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 .ᐟ
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝟒𝟐 - 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐥︎ ︎ 0:03 ━❍──────────────────── 4:52
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A little giggle escapes her. Someone was hungry! "You're very welcome, dear! If you need me, I'll be around the pile of pillows. Bring your plate to the kitchen when you're done~!"
After taking a couple bites, Bow says with her mouth half full; "This is really good, thank you!" She has not noticed yet, she had only just woken up after all.
"Enjoy~!" Bow may not have noticed it, but the florist had cleaned the kitchen up. Counters were clear, and all the plates had been cleaned, and put away! But for an alien spaceship, one would think it would have some kind of machine to automatically clean dishes.
Bow seemed... slightly hesitant to believe her. "Um... o-okay, if you say so." Still seeming a tad worried, she fits a spot to sit, and begins eating.
"Yup! I already had my own breakfast. Bacon and eggs with toast. Those pancakes are for you, dear." The redhead reassured the child, giving her a warm smile. Hands clasped together in front of her.
Bow takes the food and as she's about to start eating, she pauses. Like an old biting fear, come back to haunt her. This all felt familiar. "You... you ate too, right? You're.. not hungry..?" The girl looks up at the florist, her expression sodden with anxiety.
A little nod from the florist. "Yup! All for you!" She already ate today, so she didn't make any for herself. Handing the plate over to her. Complete with a knife and fork!
Bow perked up a bit at the sight of food. She loves pancakes! "Wow, really? For me?"
...Ah, there she is! She must've just woke up. Once Bow entered the kitchen, the redhead turned to face her, with a smile. In her hands, was a plate with two blueberry pancakes! Complete with melted butter, and maple syrup! "I figured you were quite hungry, so I made you this!"
It took a second, but Bow Kid did show up. Rubbing her eyes, she seemed quite a bit groggy and a tad disoriented. "Huh..? What's going on?"
It was a brand new day, 10:30 AM! The sun shining into the ship through the lobby's large windows, and Rumbi was moving around as usual. The Florist was in the kitchen. It seems that she has prepared something for @BestBowKid for breakfast! And whatever she made, smells REALLY –
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– good! "Oh, Bow Kid! Can you come to the kitchen? I made you breakfast~!"
Giving the child a nod. "I will let you know if you are needed. Farewell, for now." And with that, she made her departure, making her way to the bedroom. ...It's so cool that the doors are automatic. Especially with no magic involved!
"Oh, yeah of course! Do whatever you need! Um- I'll be. around. if you need me.. or something." She idly scratches at one of her scars a bit. Not really sure what this lady could even need *her* for.
"There's always that person, unfortunately... Also, even getting in that thing when it isn't moving is still dangerous!" Just the thought of someone climbing into one of those machines. All those broken bones... It makes you shudder. "...A-Anyway, enough about that. I –
She pauses, a little embarrassed. "W-well yeah, I know that! I just- I don't think anyone would do that, so uh w-why worry about it?"
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– should... probably get settled in." She genuinely can't wait for those pillows. She hasn't gotten a good sleep in a few days. She was always too busy watching for any dangers.
"That is... definitely something to worry about, dear. Someone getting injured is a big concern. I'm sure you know that."
"Well, if you close yourself in one, you might get hurt... probably pretty badly... You'd get shaken around a lot!" Bow thinks about it a second longer. "Well, I don't think anyone would close themself in one, so don't worry about it."
"I... I see." Now she's even more worried. "I hope nobody has gotten hurt in those things... Those things seem rather... unsafe to be in."
"Yeah, sometimes when someone gets in it messes up the weights and calibration or something like that and breaks it! Usually it's fine though." Completely missed her point.
"Ah, okay. Thank you, dear. I will try to use them later." ... Sudden realization. "W-Wait... climbed into?" A concerned expression appeared on her features. Those things don't look safe...
Bow pauses. "Well..." Trying to remember exactly. "When they're not broken from someone climbing inside, or filling one with beach balls, you load your clothes and soap in, close it and press the start button and it's fine! Don't worry, it seems a lot scarier than it is!"
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Hm. That went by fast. "Erm... Y-Yes, actually. ...How does one operate those clothing washer and dryer things in the laundry room?" Keep in mind, technology wasn't that advanced back then. They used magic to wash and dry clothes instead! And sometimes by hand.
After a relatively brief tour of the other rooms, Bow ends in the kitchen. "And that's pretty much it, I guess! Any questions?"
Only one bed? Hm. ...Maybe she could get parts for a bed ordered here, and have her own bedroom. But the pillow pile will do for now! Won't be easy on her spine, though. Anyway, onward!
Bow looks out at the planet a bit dispassionately. She's lived in space most of her life, it's lost most meaning. Looking back to the lady while walking over to the door. "Um, over here is the bedroom. There's only one bed, but there's a bunch of pillows in there to sleep on."
A nod. Don't touch the controls. Got it. She figured as such. The view of the planet is so lovely...
Deep breath, smiling slightly again. "Okay well, as you've seen, this is the hub, or pilot room or whatever!" Gesturing to the room vaguely. "That's the pilot's chair, Hat Kid flies the ship from there. Basically don't touch it at all." Points to the chair.