[muffled spooky scary skeletons playing in the distance]

[geonomy]

Who: You! Me! Everybody!
Broadcast: idk but we've sure got a pretty broad cast of folks eh, eh
Action: HECK YEAH PLANET MINGLE
When: 10/7 until plot update or recaptcha

It's a deep, deep forest filled to the brim with fungi, mysterious life forms, and pitch black darkness. Explore if you dare and discover all these things and more! Just don't get lost...

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[exothermia]

[He raises an eyebrow.] And what is it you're thinking of exactly?

[axiomed]

Who can say?

[exothermia]

[Erik just sighs lightly, amused, and shakes his head.] The mansion or Kyriakos, right?

I did some gardening in Poland as well. Upkeep, more than anything.

[axiomed]

A little of both, I suppose.

[ He softens a little at the mention of Poland. ] Oh?

[exothermia]

Mm. [He looks off across the glade, where the smaller ferns and flowers are still swaying in the light breeze.] I kept some vegetables; carrots, cabbages. [Keeping their own food had been sensible, with the shortages that came from living under communist rule.] There were flowers around, but those were just the wild ones.

It was mostly... a weekend thing.

[axiomed]

It sounds lovely.

[exothermia]

[He doesn't look around, lost in thought. He does keep talking, a bit quieter than before.]

Nina would help, sometimes. [A pause.] Though she liked to put birds on my head to 'supervise' me.

[axiomed]

[ Charles doesn't look as if he's heard anything strange. ]

Clear she knew you needed it.

[exothermia]

[Even if he had, Erik wouldn't have seen it. He can feel the past brushing at the corners of his mind as always, though it leaves off the clawing pain for today. Nina's giggles as he tried to keep a straight face when birds started pecking through his hair.

Glancing over at Charles, he lets out a breath and simply inclines his head.]

And here I thought I was a professor in the subject.

[axiomed]

Even professors need a little guidance now and then. See how much my students have taught me over the years.

[exothermia]

I don't know what lessons you've learned, Charles. [He moves away from the subject of Nina, warding off the tightness that would otherwise descend on his heart.] Unless you mean how to operate the VCR in the media room.

[axiomed]

[ He splutters lightly. ]

I know how to operate the VCR!

[exothermia]

Yes. Because the students taught you.

[axiomed]

That is patently false.

[exothermia]

[He hums genially, at once both accepting and irritating about it.]

[axiomed]

[ He huffs. ]

I didn't need my students to teach me about technology.

[exothermia]

It was a joke, Charles.

[axiomed]

[ Charles gives him a baleful look. ]

[exothermia]

But it seems I struck a nerve.

[axiomed]

I'd like to see you work the VCR, Erik. Since that was the first thing that came to mind.

[exothermia]

[Blithely:] I've never owned one.

[And that's fine with him. The DVD player in Epona had been enough to come to grips with.]

[axiomed]

I'm sure there's some device around that resembles one. We are near some impressive junkyards, after all.

[exothermia]

Please don't dig up an alien VCR just to prove yourself right.

[axiomed]

I'll think about it.

[exothermia]

Well. [If Charles can find something like that, he can do what he wants with it. Erik points over the other man's shoulder with his flowers.]

Do you want to start heading back?