maid of flowers

“I don’t believe I’ve been over yet, no,” he answers, regretfully, handing the flowers over to her and watching her salvage what she could, out of them, bringing life back to flattened flowers. That had always been a talent of hers, how plants responded to her touch, as if it were magical, and for a brief second, he loses track of his thoughts, as he watches her apply her special treatment, fluffing the flowers up to be as good as new.

Although she'd love to accept his offer to hang out for the entire day immediately, she doesn't want to come on too strong. If anything, she'd rather play it cool; be nice and steady with an offer to maybe be together for only a few hours, seeing as how they both must have some sort of work to be done! Yes, that'll show a nice sense of responsibility and maturity -- that's what Chrom likes, right?

"Hahahahahahehheeheeheeahahehhehhee HA! Oh goodness YES I'd LOVE to spend the rest of my day with you!" Oh horse plop, so much for playing it cool. "Hahahaha!! If you'd like to we can most definitely work on my garden together. Oh you and your silly vases, don't worry about me, I have plenty back at home, believe it or not!" And so much for not taking him to visit home.

     Unfortunately, Cynthia hadn’t come across one villain, unless Severa counted— which she possibly did. Putting a stop to villainous deeds was a daunting, and perhaps tiring task! Cynthia wished for the day where she’d save an entire building from burning to the ground, or even stopping a bank robber in their tracks. She needed to start small… and somewhere for that matter.

     Alone in her thoughts, the wannabe hero is soon met with her own end.

     ”Aaah?" Falling flat on her face, the not-so coordinated hero braced herself for impact, holding out her hands to lighten the fall. Becoming a human cushion wasn’t on Cynthia’s list of things to do today, and yet here she was. Surprisingly she wasn’t maddened, nor irritated— probably with knowing eventually the very same thing would happen to her.

"Oh, no, no!" She brings her hands up in defense. "You must be really hurt, I'm so sorry. Compared to that, my flowers are inconsequential!" There's something about the other girl that seems familiar to her. Of course, there's obviously been those times where she's seen her around the city and all, but the connection she feels to her seems much deeper than just a few sightings around town.

However, the talk about heroes is a bit strange to Sumia; she's never met anyone before who's interested in becoming one! It's pretty cool, actually. Who knows? This girl just might be the next superhero to save the fantastic city of Kairos!

"Hm, I don't know much about this hero thing, but I'm sure all heroes are even just a little human! A small mistake like this doesn't negate your... uh... heroism!" She smiles, leaning down to pick up a lone, surviving flower, gently holding it in her hands.

The collision causes the various political textbooks and papers in his arms to go flying out of his arms, as they land haphazardly among the flowers strewn by within the near vicinity. His first reaction is to groan, a bit, in discomfort, from bearing the weight of whoever had landed on top of him. Luckily, the person quickly rises to his feet, easing his back of excess weight, but he remains down on the sidewalk for a few more moments, taking a moment to recover his winded breath.

Sapphire hues shift upwards, recognizing the woman who had tripped and fallen on him, and his features relent into a softer expression, his voice taking on a tone he would use with a familiar friend.

“S-Sumia?! Those boots of yours again?” He exhales as he hauls himself somewhat upright, sitting on the ground to pick up as many flowers as he could, without moving from his position. Though he knew Sumia had what he could call an affinity for flowers, he never understood why she had so many— and why she insisted on sending him so many Snapchats, along with her horse.

"Ch-Chrom!" She waves her hands around, motioning to him that picking up those flowers aren't necessary. "Oh, this is all my fault, if only I kept watching more closely!" If only the cause of her fall really were her boots, but alas, it's just her inherit, clumsy nature that caused her literal downfall. Still, the wonderful smile she receives from him cheers her up even just a little and a smile of her own graces her features.

"Well, you know." She giggles, almost immediately forgetting about the incident that just occurred earlier. Gladly, she takes the somewhat flattened but still salvageable flowers from him. "I was planning on adding them to my garden or leaving them in a vase to decorate my house! Ah, have you ever seen it before? I can't remember if you've ever been over." 

Brushing a strand or two of hair back behind her ear, her faint blush darkens over the thought of having Chrom over for something as lame as looking at her flowers. She has so many of them strewn about her home too, what if he thinks it's weird?!

Oooh, pretty.

[Of course, his time for admiring his own blood came to an abrupt end when the girl grabbed his free hand and started pulling him along. Henry finally snapped out of his trance and tilted his head in confusion the moment that the girl disappeared from his line of sight. He immediately gazed downwards to see the girl had tripped once again.]

You’re pretty clumsy aren’t you? Did you get hurt too?

It's a wonder, Sumia thinks, how this boy can even manage to stay standing after that mighty fall and his head injury. What stumps her even more is how he can say that his own blood is pretty without even being fazed as though this happens to him all the time!

Before he realized it, he was already in the ground and a girl who seemed pretty sorry as he turned around to look back up.]

Yeah, you seemed to be looking through me and I thought I had become a ghost and you were gonna walk right through me!

Oh man, what does she do!? She knows how to help treat some animals, but would it be the same for people too? GAH!! If only she was watching her step and not losing focus... But then again, this could've been inevitable! After all, she's one of the clumsiest people ever born.

I literally just needed a color reference for myself but I suppose it looks pretty nice so I thought yeah

I’m like 99.075% certain that horses can look like that

anyways I’m also 100% certain this is going to become a series so