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Alex nodded along as Isis listed off all the recommended flower seeds, what they represented and symbolised, what bugs they attracted, etc, without even a single hint of hesitation or pause. It just flowed from Isis’ mouth as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Well, she had gotten used to other people doing that by now. She wasn’t sure how they managed.

Honestly, she probably would’ve just gone ‘welp, I’ll take all of them’ if she didn’t think it would be weird. It probably wasn’t weird, it was probably a common practice among flower enthusiasts, but Alex never got anything more than just one type of flower. The first time she started planting flowers, she only tried one type. There wasn’t any reason for it, but the trend persisted because she merely got into the habit of it.

But thankfully, Alex calmed down considerably over the course of Isis’s explanation. It was often how conversations went with her and people who she already knew – high stress start off and gradual cool down as she finally subconsciously realised that these were people that she talked to often.

“My, um, my Mom used to plant the, uh, Princess Blush ones when I was little. She really liked them for… well, some reason.” She paused for a moment, and in a vague moment of confidence felt like she should continue onwards. “Um, she never planted much else, really. She’d always bring me out and ask me to help, and, um, would put them on my shirt.” For a moment, she felt she was rambling, but she rarely had moments like this, so she wanted to savour it, and gave a little genuine smile for the first time in the conversation. “Heh, I think everyone at the club centre thought it as… well, weird that I wore a flower.” On a roll on a roll on a roll…! ”Actually, I think my Mom stopped planting them when I started calling myself--…” When she started calling herself a girl. She stopped right before saying the rest of that, trailing off before she made a stupid, clumsy mistake. The implications started to sink in, and she realised how stupid she must have looked randomly stopping midsentence.

“Uh, just… nevermind,” she said, reverting into quiet mode, the spirit she got from almost successful conversation running completely dry. “I’ll just… take some Prince seeds.”
Alex paid for the seeds and thanked Isis in a new-found slump, she left the stop without much more words from her. Moving incredibly slowly, she tried to think of what else there was to do in her rare morning awake early. She could’ve gone to the café, see if Izzie took a shift this early… Staring out at the town, any enthusiasm to go speak to people had now been eradicated, so she quickly discarded that idea.

She just went home. She’d just go read a book until the bar opened.

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I'll get a post up today and finish the conversation. Then I'd be fine for a skip.
Unfortunately, I have a Linguistics assignment to complete right now. I'll get to the post when I'm done with that.

EDIT: Assignment done, and post done. Huzzah.

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There we go, posted. I'm not too sure how long we should make this. Let's just keep going for a bit longer.

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Alex couldn’t help but feel like she had wasted an opportunity. First time awake at half past five in the morning, and she does not a whole lot with it. Moving through the town, she tried to assess the damage done by the storm – as far as she could tell, it wasn’t too bad, but at the same time, she never went up to people to actually directly ask them. Which probably would have been a lot smarter. As nothing was really open, she just went back home and changed out of her winter clothing, and made sure to brush her hair again. Apparently, the storm was largely deceptive of what the temperature would actually be, and changed into her spring clothing – a cream blouse with a tan and light jacket, with a knee high black skirt. She stared at the mirror and tried to detect any discrepancies. Standard fare.

She checked her watch: 6:35. Considering that she normally got up at 10:30 -- at best -- this was an incredibly jarring experience. But it was an experience! A chance to grow as a person! To conquer the social world and her quest to becoming a charming bartender!

She realised that she was standing with her fist raised triumphantly in the air, and suddenly felt incredibly silly. A deep crimson blush made its way to her face despite being completely alone, so she ceased her stupid shenanigans and left the house to go do something productive for once.

7:05am : Isis’ Flower Shoppe : Sunny

Alex stood out in front of the flower shop, and quite honestly, wasn’t sure what she was doing. Looking to the side where the greenhouse was, she could see it had taken a bit of damage from the storm. She wasn’t quite sure why, but this made it all the more awkward for her to actually go into the shop. Alex would often try her hand at planting flowers at the start of a season – so her trips to the store were infrequent, just a few times a year, maybe more if she was having some trouble. The problem was, this meant that every trip to the store was an arduous task of unfamiliarity. She had stopped being nervous about going to the bar a while ago because she literally went there nearly every single day to work. While she had managed her previous visits to the shop before, those visits were usually at a time of day when there were other people in the store – and when the greenhouse wasn’t damaged. She wasn’t sure why that last bit was important to her mustering up courage, but it was somehow.

Taking a deep breath, she steeled her courage!... to… walk into a… flower store. A sudden wave of discouragement swept through her. She wondered just what the hell was wrong with her. It had to change, or she doubted she would even be able to function as a human being.

Stepping into the store with a new-found depression, she found Isis, the friendly, lightly pinked hair florist. She glanced around the store briefly, and tried to put on a smile – although her nerves were now slowly increasing with every step towards the woman. She wouldn't be able to accurately pinpoint why. “H-hi!” she said, trying to sound less nervous than she was. “So I, uh, figured I would…” she trailed off as her mind blanked. Why would it blank? Why did it have to happen now? What was she doing here again? “Flowers!” she suddenly blurted out, and realised how utterly stupid that must have seemed, her face now blushing madly. “R-right. I'm, uh, getting seeds. For planting.” Why did she say that last bit? What else would she use them for?! “Any… um, recommendations? For this season?"

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She is transgendered, yes, and is taking estrogen. Probably has for about under a year.

So, yup, he'd know about her.

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Good post, Van.
I'll try to get a post up sometime tonight -- also did Brent's relationship section on my CS. Just have to get Darcness's input before doing Alice's section.

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Sorry to hear that, Jen.

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ERode said
@Discontent: By previous research, I mean that he's studied the cultural/religious history of other countries/ethnicities in the past, which include the Native American thoughts regarding Two-Spirits. But yeah, derped up in regards to the assumption that he would already know. It would probably be something that could come up later in the RP then? For now, he'd probably just be another semi-regular at the bar, perhaps one that asks Alex straight-up why she'd be a bartender if her social skills were so sub-standard.

Sounds good. I think having people find out, instead of them knowing already, would be more interesting anyway.
Anyway, Alex would more or less enjoy his enthusiasm, but not all the personal questions. Like with many others, she would try to be as amiable as possible, but I'm thinking he might put a strain on that at certain points. Should be fun.

Darcness said -Alex Garnet: As they share a strong since of sarcasm, they would be a bit level headed around each other- or merciless, but probably in friendly bouts.

... share a strong sense of sarcasm? Level-headed? Merciless? Did you get Alex mistaken with a different character? It's the complete opposite.

Alice Rems: Out of all the people in town, Alex would probably find Alice to be the most relatable. Note that 'relatable' does not necessarily mean that she likes her. Both considerably naïve, lacking in social skills -- but Alex would perceive the main difference between them being how Alex actively wants to change those flows, and is acutely aware of it's existence. Because of this, Alex doesn't like Alice, due to a subconscious feeling that she's looking at everything wrong with herself -- whether its true or not. She would probably be rather ashamed of this, and would hide her dislike as much as she can -- but her reactions to Alice would be filled with more stuttering and hesitations.

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I like the idea and direction of that, but a few issues. Namely, Alex, by all accounts, pretty much looks female. If she neglects her appearance, she could pass off as androgynous, but considering she identifies as female and cross-dresses, many would assume that she's a girl anyway. She isn't exactly averse to telling people her biological gender -- but the actual topic would have to be brought up by someone else, and they would have to be reasonably close.

Realistically, Brent would have to be told by someone else. I'm also not sure what you mean by 'previous research'.

If, however, he found out and questioned her about it, she would probably try to be as accommodating to his queries as humanly possible -- however, it would also make her rather uncomfortable. She also probably wouldn't have the guts to ask him to stop, meaning, yes, he's probably not going to endear himself to her.

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Leon Netallo
Nationality: mush-mouth.

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Also. Choo-choo, motherfuckers. Choo-choo.

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Lovely work, Pernicious.

Done all the relationships.