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[Persephone is kneeling in front of a large pile of dirt, and there is a smear of it on her face. A handful of plants are growing in front of her, literally glowing and blooming as you watch. Persephone looks rather happy and contended.]

Who is in charge of the Gardens? Armand St. Just, I understand it is you. I am looking for pots.

I would also like to help with the seeding. I have a knack for it.

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Date: 2010-08-20 03:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] persephonepearl.livejournal.com
[Riddles were older than chess, especially for Persephone, so whenever one mentioned brain games, they were the first place that she went. There was no special secret intuition involved; just what she remembered. There was a nod when he said that he went a little beyond that. It didn't matter; whatever he wanted to do was fine with her.

The plants were studied for a moment, and she touched the soil, making the ground moist for them. There was a little bit of an accusation in her eyes when she looked at him, watching him for a moment.] You would do better to care for them; they have feelings and needs as well.

[While still making eye contact with him, the plants stopped looking poor, they grew lush and vibrant green, and they grew to their full adult height, and perhaps a little taller, but the leaves were lovely and perfect as Persephone touched them, and then she leaned over and one brushed her lip, and she spoke to it softly in ancient greek, the speed of the words uttered far too quickly for translation.]

You should water them once a day. Cool water, but not cold.

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