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[Open] Farming Club Shenanigans
Who: The Farming Club! Also open to anyone who wants to come by and harass them.
What: Agricultural avengers assembling to till some soil, plant some crops, water the ones they've already got, and converse amongst themselves in a lively fashion.
Where: A large patch of open space between House 11 and the edge of the woods.
When: Day 79-81 (please indicate which day in the thread header!)
Ned's not really one for leadership, but it isn't quite so daunting when he knows he's just acting as a kind of deputy. Erik was the one who said he should get everyone together, and so get everyone together he shall. He put out a message on the network the previous evening, naming a time and place and politely (and a little awkwardly) requesting that everyone whose name is on that trusty list for farming duties show up to help get some more things planted.
They won't be able to accomplish it in one day. Some things will need to go in other places with different soil types (according to Lydia, anyway), and some things will need to wait for the greenhouse to be built. But in the meantime there are plenty of things to be done. Grass needs to be cleared, to give them a larger plot to plant in. Someone mentioned irrigation systems. He thinks there are other things - ways of regulating sun and shade, of keeping the crops safe from birds or other dangers. He hopes he'll have enough willing hands to help do them.
Ned's brought all the tools he can find - shovels, trowels, gloves, seeds, and assorted other items. He has also set up a wobbly table that he found in the church basement, with a few pitchers of cold lemonade and a dozen or so glasses on top. There is a social component to this too, he knows. It's part of all of them working together, against the people who brought them here, looking into a future in which they aren't starving and at one another's throats, but dependent on one another to keep all this going.
What: Agricultural avengers assembling to till some soil, plant some crops, water the ones they've already got, and converse amongst themselves in a lively fashion.
Where: A large patch of open space between House 11 and the edge of the woods.
When: Day 79-81 (please indicate which day in the thread header!)
Ned's not really one for leadership, but it isn't quite so daunting when he knows he's just acting as a kind of deputy. Erik was the one who said he should get everyone together, and so get everyone together he shall. He put out a message on the network the previous evening, naming a time and place and politely (and a little awkwardly) requesting that everyone whose name is on that trusty list for farming duties show up to help get some more things planted.
They won't be able to accomplish it in one day. Some things will need to go in other places with different soil types (according to Lydia, anyway), and some things will need to wait for the greenhouse to be built. But in the meantime there are plenty of things to be done. Grass needs to be cleared, to give them a larger plot to plant in. Someone mentioned irrigation systems. He thinks there are other things - ways of regulating sun and shade, of keeping the crops safe from birds or other dangers. He hopes he'll have enough willing hands to help do them.
Ned's brought all the tools he can find - shovels, trowels, gloves, seeds, and assorted other items. He has also set up a wobbly table that he found in the church basement, with a few pitchers of cold lemonade and a dozen or so glasses on top. There is a social component to this too, he knows. It's part of all of them working together, against the people who brought them here, looking into a future in which they aren't starving and at one another's throats, but dependent on one another to keep all this going.
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"You probably don't want the details."
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"...A monster? Re-sorry. Never mind. You're right, of course..." Except that he's so very curious. Rat is trying to be polite, but right now that's warring hard with his inquisitive nature.
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"You've been polite, but I assume you're wondering what the hell I did to you the other day."
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"I don't know whether you're a religious man. I don't really want to influence any beliefs you might have. But I'm an angel. A fairly young one, as angels go."
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"You don't seem like the most normal guy I've ever met- no offense intended, but I don't have enough experience with anyone not human to peg you for anything else, I guess. I'm starting to notice most people around here aren't what they seem to be, though." He sighs. "For the record, I'm just an ordinary joe."
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"There are a lot of secrets around town. For the most part, I think people mean well enough, but..." He shakes his head. "Clearly the road to forest fires is paved with good intentions."
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"I'm beginning to catch on that a lot of people here are... more than I'd normally guess they are." He sighs, and gives a few rattling coughs. "And I'm not about to guess at Dilandau's intentions. That kid seems like a loose cannon. I should've known what I was getting myself into." He thinks it was irresponsible of Dilandau, from what he's heard. but he doesn't feel he bears the full blame for putting Rat in danger, either.
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"I almost feel I should try to help him, in fact, but he doesn't know what to do with pity. If I were you, I'd avoid him as much as possible, or at least don't volunteer to help him with his plans again."
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If he thought he could help the boy, he'd try, but for now it's easiest to just avoid him. Rat will be busy with manual labor for the next week or so, anyway, between helping build an irrigation system and a diner.
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"Back to practical matters, though." He moves to help Rat with the tub and the curtain. "Let's see what we can get set up."
((End here?))
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((Yup!))