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[faiofmisfortune]

Who: bitty Fai and anyone
Where: backyard of Phanga 13
When: Any time during the day of June 26
Style: I will match
Status: Open

[It was a little disheartening to see all the time and work he had put into his backyard gardens get destroyed in the flood. But when you have nothing but time and are too young to work any sort of job you find yourself a lot more dedicated to projects like this.

Fai felt like he'd waited long enough for the soil to recover and had long since pulled up all of the dead plants. The potted members of the herb garden- the only survivors, and only thanks to his sylladex- were sitting on the porch along with the slew of sprouts, flowers and seeds he'll need to plant. If you happen to walk by Phanga 13 at any time today he'll be out there working to get his favorite place back to the way it should be.]

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[420]

Aight.

[Rather than take the smart man's way around the fence, Gamzee pushes himself up and vaults over the wooden structure. He mostly clears it too, all apart of the tip of one of his huge sneakers which momentarily gets hooked behind the fence. He still lands on his feet, though a little shakily, with a few extra steps until he completely has regained his balance.

Perfect 10.

He squats down so he is more at eye-level with Fai]

Just tell me what I gotta be doing here.

[faiofmisfortune]

[Fai watches with wide eyes, worried Gamzee might hurt himself. What would Darkleer have said if the troll had gotten hurt? Even though he pretended not to think of what other people thought or said about him he cared a great deal, especially if Fai liked the person. Would that have been his fault?

He blinked a few times, shook his head... Gamzee was fine. Everything is fine. With the troll on eye level he relaxes, offering the watering can to the other.]

You can do the watering. All the places with little tabs in the ground.

[420]

[Honestly, if Fai came to Darkleer with the news that Gamzee had been injured, most likely what he would get is a 'oh bother, not this again' type of sigh. Injury and Gamzee are not strangers. They are more like neighbours, often meeting whenever he sets foot outside of the door.

Gamzee doesn't really notice any of his worries (he doesn't really know the kid well enough yet to know when he is worried or not) taking the offered can.]

Haha, all getting to be like a motherfuckin' raincloud, shit, I can do that for you, man, no biggie.

[faiofmisfortune]

[He does not know these things, but there is a good chance he will find them out soon enough. It's already pretty apparent that Gamzee is weird even by troll standards. Or at least compared to the trolls he's met.

The thought of him being a raincloud brings a grin to Fai's face. Certainly the troll's a lot less serious. He's okay with this. He reaches for a pot with an already well-grown basil plant in it and a trowel so he can transplant it back into the bee garden where it belonged.]

Still, I never really expect anyone to want to help me with anything. I'm not used to it.

[420]

That's what friends are for, right? Helping a motherfucker out when he be needin' it.

[Gamzee sets to work, tipping the watering can over each of the little tabs.]

Maybe it ain't all being faygo, but drink up lil' dudes. You gotta do some growing and shit.