Flower Girl

	Dovile It’s the shop. Unfortently, it’s the shop on a spring morning, and even with the cross breezes it’s starting to get a little stuffy in here. Dovile slitheres out of the shadows in the kitchen and pauses, locating Sanura again in the morning bustle.
	Sanura Sanura was as usual busy working on something. This time there are scads of sketches, some dresses, some flowers, some table settings. Various color swatches everywhere, a sea of blues and greens, but one might note a red flower set up out of the way in a safe range of her work area. The stuffiness isn’t helped by the warmth of the tea set up just out of reach. A slight shiver runs over her though but she doesn’t know whence or why it came. She meanwhile snags a pair of colors and holds them up together with a soft hemming and hawing.
	Dovile Dovile slips down the stairs (careful to avoid the third one down, it creeks) and slips through the door into the shop. She is, of course, quickly noticed by the flashing glances of the seamstresses. But she ignores them, and steadfastly marches to Sanura’s overflowing work table. “Good morning, Starbringer.” Dovile says quietly.
	Sanura Sanura turns swiftly and her skirt swirls slightly, a smile gracing her lips. “Dovile, good morning, I’m so glad you could join me” She looks around. “I uh.. perhaps I should have gotten things a bit more organized before requesting your company” she murmurs before shaking her head. “Nono.. this way you can see the color scheme even better.” she nods firmly. “So.. has Derrick asked you yet about providing the flowers or did my request make no sense whatever?”
	Dovile “He mentioned.” Dovile says. She seems at ease, despite the people, the heat, the noise and the clutter. She tilts her head to one side, amused. “What kind?”
	Sanura Sanura seems relieved and then nods “right yes that’s what I wanted to talk to you about.” She turns and rummages through a few sketches before coming back with one of a wreath of flowers, blue/green lotuses with black feathers interspersed decoratively. “See.. .. I was thinking Aida could wear this in her hair, it’s simple.. pretty, and lotus are sacred after all so they’re rather fitting.” She paused. "Do you think you could make some of those?
	Dovile Dovile pauses for a moment, then says with complete confidence, “I can grow some, if we can’t find any. You want me to get a raven for you, too?” She points to the black feathers. She seems very willing to help.
	Sanura Sanura hmms softly and ponders a moment “you think their flight feathers will be long enough for the effect?” she draws her nail along the frond like protrusion ending in a tip of feather.
	Dovile Dovile pauses, her normal blank face getting blanker. She’s clearly consulting something. Her inner Mokosh, perhaps. “Yes.” She says, after a moment, and with a twitch of amusement. “We think it will look fine. Besides, ravens shine.”
	Sanura Sanura pauses a moment. “we? I love Sasha dearly but do we trust his fashion sense?” her tone is gently teasing but also a bit curious as well. She picks up the other sketch nearby, this one showing the work so far on the gown.
	Dovile “Without question, as in all things.” Dovile says, with a face so flat there’s no question she’s joking. After a moment she lets up. “I asked Mokosits.”
	Sanura Sanura quirks a brow and allows a soft smirk before she makes a soft ‘ah’ sound and nods her head. “OH well that’s definitely a good sign” she brightens and then chuckles. "The other place I was hoping for your help was with the actual decoration.. " flips through way more sketches and finally finds the one she’s after. Holding up one with a draped fabric set up. “I still have to run this by Derrick mind you… but I mean it’s a pretty good idea so .. I don’t think he’ll hate it..” she purses her lips a moment and looks worried before shaking her head. “anyway um.. I though this with some flowers here..here .. and here”
	Dovile Dovile looks at the detailed sketches. “Same kind of flower?” She asks, trying (and probably, to Sanura’s keen people-senses, failing) to hide her amusement at the idea of Derrick hateing one of Sanura’s ideas.
	Sanura She hums a little and looks uncertain. "Umn well.. maybe? though I do want those in the center pieces.. maybe something else for the bigger decorations.. " she pauses “do you know the ‘language of flowers’? It’s something Derrick brought up ages ago but this seems an appropriate place to exercise that sort of thing..” she glances to Dovile. “Yes well we know I’m a genius but Derrick has been wrong before” making a little nose wrinkle sort of face, her tone along with that makes it clear she’s jesting.
	Dovile Dovile snorts, amused. Then, “You mean talking to them?”
	Sanura She blinks “Oh.. uum no.. though that sounds pretty awesome..” pause “you can do that?” curious once more and for the moment she paused in her creative mania.
	Dovile Dovile shrugs. “Yes.” She’s not shutting the topic down, she just doesn’t know what else to say about it.
	Sanura Sanura hmms softly “That .. sounds interesting.. are they… good conversationalists?” her brows faintly arched.
	Dovile Dovile cocks her head to the side, thinking. After an inordiently long pause, she says, “Yes.” Then Dovile seems to realize how useless that is, and remember out ‘conversation’ and ‘being freindly’. “They don’t notice the things that most people talk about. They notice the wind, or the water, or the taste of the earth.” Dovile pauses again, thinking some more. It’s clear that, if for some reason she was given more time, she would say more.
	Sanura Sanura smiles a little and nods her head encouragingly. Clearly listening while she tries to organize her papers a little more.
	Dovile Dovile watches Sanura organizing, noting all the details. After another long pause, she says, “I like to speak with flowers because they have such different-” A pause, less then a fraction of a second, but slighlty too long, “illusions then humans. It is refreshing.”
	Sanura Sanura looks over her shoulder and smiles warmly. “It does sound like a nice change” she nods her head in agreement, even different perspectives among humans is refreshing so I can’t even imagine the difference in flora" she takes out the simple design Derrick had suggested for Bren and shares that with Dovile.
	Dovile Dovile looks at the page and nods. She clearly has no opinion, but is confident that Sanura thinks it looks good.
	Sanura She hmms softly and pauses a moment “did -you- have any ideas for the floral arrangements?”
	Dovile Dovile shrugs. But then she actually thinks about it instead of just passing. After a bit she shakes her head. “No. I can’t make them go together like you do. You want me to bring you some flowers to choose from?”
	Sanura Sanura hmms softly and then looks encouraged and nods her head. “Oh! That’d be such a great help!” she pauses. “When might you be available.. so I can try and drag Derrick into the pow wow.”
	Dovile “Any time between dawn and sunset, if you give me warning. All my things are-” she makes a shquishy gesture. Then she narrows her eyes a tad. “How much flirting will there be?”
	Sanura She nods her head and then blinks softly and her cheeks flush a warm pink color. "OH.. ah.. " clears her throat softly and is really interested in her swatches. “Uh.. probably none..?” she suggests with a sideways glance.
	Dovile Dovile’s eyes narrow further. “What, it will all be out of your system by then?” She’s teasing, mostly.
	Sanura She squirms internally and rubs the back of her neck with one hand. “What.. no.. I.. we don’t flirt..” she mumbles softly.
	Dovile Dovile barks out a laugh, a real laugh. “I noticed. You flirt. I am glad he finally got around to talking to you. My brother was making too many eggs off of me.”
	Sanura Sanura blushes even more, the color spreading down her chest and deepening. "arg.. I didn’t -mean- to " she points out, clearly embarrassed. “W-wait.. how much do you know?”
	Dovile Dovile gives Sanura a long look. It’s very long.
	Sanura She grimaces and looks totally humiliated. “So you heard the whole.. conversation?”
	Dovile “I heard the whole relationship.” Dovile’s grin twiches.
	Sanura Sighs softly and shakes her head, her blush not going away as she chews on her lower lip and tries to come up with anything to say. She’d utterly embarrassed herself in the course of things and knowing Dovile witnessed it all was just humiliating.
	Dovile Dovile notices Sanura’s embarasement. She shifts her weight, and tries to reasure the younger woman. “It is normal.” Her tone is more serious, although an outside observer might not have noticed. “You don’t have to be ashamed. Many people have relationships.” She says this last part like she’s not completely sure.
	Sanura Sanura glances over and bites her lower lip. “I .. I’m not embarrassed about .. well firstly it’s not even a relationship.. we went on a date..” she murmurs before continuing. “No.. I’m embarrassed because.. I .. you know how I don’t really hold back but… I really wish I did then.. because.. I feel like I .. made myself look foolish.. looking back and realizing how clearly everyone witnessed it.”
	Dovile Dovile listens, reaching automatically for the bag of cigarettes in her coat. She stops herself, but cups her left hand under her right and rests her chin on her thumb anyway. Then, after Sanura’s done, Dovile thinks. Then, a bit later, she says, “Yes. It is hard to find privacy with all of us so…” she waves the hand that should be holding a cigarette. “I apologize for reminding you. That was rude of me.” She means it scencearly. She’d been paying too much attention to her amusement to think about Sanura’s feelings.
	Sanura Sanura takes a slow breath and releases it. "It’s.. umn .. I’ll be ok.. " she smiles a little bit. “Besides that maybe I’ll learn a lesson from it and restrain myself sometimes” she laughs, half jokingly before smiling to Dovile, it’s a sort of pressing of lips together. “Thanks for being understanding about it.” she nods her head a little and shuffles through her designs. a bit.
	Dovile “Understanding?” Dovile asks, after a moment trying to work it out on her own. “Of what?”
	Sanura Sanura pauses "well of my.. discomfort I guess.. or if not understanding than consideration.. " she smiles slightly again, still not her usual full warm smile. A tinge of discomfort still in her posture. “So.. .. do you trust me to dress you or do you want last word on your wedding attire?”
	Dovile Dovile watches her very closely, then gives up. If Sanura had a problem, she’d just have to bring it up. She switches to the question. “I trust you.” She shrugs.
	Sanura Sanura gives a little smirk. “Pink chiffon and mauve silk” she intones thoughtfully.
	Dovile “What’s chiffon?”
	Sanura Sanura shuffles through a bit of fabric and picks out a blue swatch of chiffon.
	Dovile Dovile takes it, sniffs it, crinkles it between her fingers, and makes a face. Then she carefully rips a corner off. “Okay.” She says, when it comes apart easily.
	Sanura Sanura blinks a few times “You’re already planning to shred it?”
	Dovile Dovile shrugs. “If something happens and it is in the way.”
	Sanura Frowning “nothing will happen” she says clearly trying to think positively. She shakes her head softly. “No I wouldn’t dress you in that.. not and expect you to wear it more than a minute” she murmurs “I’m sure Derrick would argue against it anyway, he’s really trying to make sure everyone is comfortable.”
	Dovile Dovile shrugs. She’s not really sure what to say, so she stays quiet. The twin worlds of fashion and handfasting planning are outside of her scope. Let the experts deal with it. But then, just to make sure, she says, “He said I could wear my rifle.” It’s firm, but perhaps just a tiny bit desperate.
	Sanura Sanura smiles a little and shakes her head a bit. “Well he is the wedding planner” she forces a great reluctance and sense of being put upon into her voice. Though she smiles a little after.
	Dovile Dovile grunts at the joke, but she ’s watching Sanura again.
	Sanura She smiles a bit and starts putting several different swatches together. “Here I’ll make you a kit .. so you can have an idea of the shades Aida picked out..”
	Dovile Dovile nods. “I’ll raid some gardens.”
	Sanura Sanura pauses “er and replace what you borrow right?” the idea of bald places in gardens made her a little sad.
	Dovile “Since you want it.”
	Sanura She smiles a little and nods her head. “Thank you” she murmurs before sighing and reaching up for the flower up out of the way. “Since you already know everything I guess it’s safe to ask.. could you .. um.. pep this up a little.. I’d like to keep it a while..” her blush returning a little bit but not as bad as before.
	Dovile Dovile takes the carnation between gentle fingers. She cups her right palm under the stem and closes her eyes for a moment, letting the world fill again with noise and scent. For a moment, the shop seems to smell of damp earth. Then the petals of the flower, already wilting around the edges, grow firm agian, and fill with color. The stem stiffens, and a small bud appears below the now almost glowing flower. Dovile hands the flower back, and then opens her eyes.
	Dovile “He should last a week. You want me to get you some soil?”
	Sanura Sanura watches this with rapt attention, impressed. “oh.. .. do you think it could .. take root? That would be lovely.. if it’s not too much trouble” she smiles some and adjusts the card on it so it doesn’t dig into the new bud.
	Dovile “No trouble.” Dovile means it. She likes to see flowers grow. “I’ll bring it when I bring your samples.” She takes the colors Sanura has pulled out for her.
	Sanura Sanura nods and holds up her finger, withholding the swatches a moment so she can string a piece of thread through them to hold them together. She then surrenders them and smiles. “Thanks” she smiles “it’s a very pretty flower after all” she says sort of defensively.
	Dovile Dovile slowly, in agreement. “Yes. Do not feel bad for caring for it. He, your flower, he is more important then he knows, ja?”
	Dovile She says it seriously, quietly.
	Sanura Though she blushes yet -again- she smiles and glances to Dovile with a faint nod of her head. “ja” she agrees blushing a bit more deeply again as she carefully puts the flower up out of harms way again.

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