Kaisel
His sketch of the little planned herb garden is a far cry better from the rendition he made of Charlie. The technicality and the angles of it all falls in line with all studied battle plans and training he's had over the years, and while nowhere close to an architect's skill, the raised planting beds and the pattern of the sun are all clear on the paper.
That Mateo agrees with his outline so far brings no small amount of satisfaction to him, although it remains to be seen if the garden will survive the planting. Perhaps a green-thumbed spirit will help watch over it too. Glancing up from the paper towards the cart as Mateo mentions other additions, Kaisel nods. "Got it," he says brightly, leaning over to draw out the other additions. "So mint is too slutty and stays over heeere," he scribbles the garden's red light district into place.
"What about dill?" He taps his pencil thoughtfully along the paper. "I don't cook with it too much, but might be nice to have?" He looks up at Mateo for confirmation, a grin breaking out again at the man's raincoat. "Say, that's not one of those new lowkey demigod lines is it? Y'know the ones that make the pattern like a secret instead of a brand?" Less his style, but it does look nice.
Rising up from his knees with a hop only youth can provide, he pulls his hood up and yanks the strings tight around his face. "Guess we should plant before it starts dumping on us. Ready to get dirty?"
That Mateo agrees with his outline so far brings no small amount of satisfaction to him, although it remains to be seen if the garden will survive the planting. Perhaps a green-thumbed spirit will help watch over it too. Glancing up from the paper towards the cart as Mateo mentions other additions, Kaisel nods. "Got it," he says brightly, leaning over to draw out the other additions. "So mint is too slutty and stays over heeere," he scribbles the garden's red light district into place.
"What about dill?" He taps his pencil thoughtfully along the paper. "I don't cook with it too much, but might be nice to have?" He looks up at Mateo for confirmation, a grin breaking out again at the man's raincoat. "Say, that's not one of those new lowkey demigod lines is it? Y'know the ones that make the pattern like a secret instead of a brand?" Less his style, but it does look nice.
Rising up from his knees with a hop only youth can provide, he pulls his hood up and yanks the strings tight around his face. "Guess we should plant before it starts dumping on us. Ready to get dirty?"
There's darkness in the distance
I'm beggin' for forgiveness
But I know I might resist it
I'm beggin' for forgiveness
But I know I might resist it
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
