Log 1

[mayfield_mods]

Who: Everyone (General Log)
What: Make yourself at home.
Where: A new town
When: The first day

Comments

[allwehad]

"And if there is trouble with lightning, well... I've still got my wind magic." She twirls a finger through the air with a grin, a slight breeze kicking up for a moment.

"I'd really like that. I know a lot of work goes into it, so you'd definitely need the help, yeah? Just show me what to do and I'll do it. And I want to hear more about your farm at home one day, you know." And while farm life isn't the most enchanting thought -- here? Margot can do it.

"I'm sure we can and even if it's a small lake, it's not like the ship has to be huge. It'd still have the sails of course. I can teach you, too, if you'd like. How to work a boat?"

[a_gentle_boy]

"Oh, I've never been in a boat! I've gone swimming before, though, so I'll be OK if I fall out."

As he has before from several hundred feet up in the air.

"I'll teach you how to till the land if you teach me how to steer. ...Mine isn't very exciting, but you can have first pick on whatever we grow if you want."

They could conjure food into existence now but that was just plain cheating.

[allwehad]

"Good! You might have to help me with the swimming part. Jecht tried to teach me... Saints, ages ago, I think it was, but I'll be damned if I'm any good at it." She smiles sheepishly.

Look, when you have water magic, swimming is pretty much a non-issue okay.

"Oh nonsense -- yours is exciting too. I like working with my hands."

She places her chin in a hand, thinking. "Mmm... What if we grew something tropical to start out with? Mangoes or something?"

[a_gentle_boy]

Lucas suddenly regrets what he had just said, though he quickly thinks of a suitable response. Hopefully in a manner that doesn't sound as if he thinks her idea is horrible.

"Ah, I think... the climate here wouldn't be appropriate for tropical fruits." He tries to speak delicately. "It might be better if we started off with something a little more sustainable. Just so we know we can keep things alive."

[allwehad]

Lucas why do you have to crush all of her dreams?

Margot doesn't really look put out, though. Heck if she knows anything about farming beyond put seeds in the ground, watch them grow, and reap rewards. After a moment's pause, she offers up, "Um... What about apples or oranges? Would those be better for this climate?"

[a_gentle_boy]

Citrus fruit trees required a temperate climate, too, Margot... Lucas bites his tongue for a moment.

"Apple! We could do apples in an orchard. I've never done fruit trees before, but I think the principles are about the same... I know you've got to protect them from insects and from frost."

[allwehad]

Farming, how does it work? But she looks happy enough at the apple part, so all is well!

"Apples it is! And anything else, really. Whatever you think would be good." She is making a mental note to herself to actually go look this stuff up later, though. "Other than sheep, what other animals were you think of? Horses, cows, chickens..?"

[a_gentle_boy]

"Um... Chickens will be good for eggs and cows will be good for milk and cream. ...I've always wanted a horse, but I think it's not as urgent right now since I have the table and the, um, ship..."

A brief pause.

"...Let's just do all of it! It's our farm now, right?"

[allwehad]

"We should probably try to find someone that knows how to drive something like that, too... The ship, I mean."

She thinks his driving skills are worse than hers, and that's a feat.

"...Right! Anything we want, we can do. So... Let's do it."

[a_gentle_boy]

Lucas has the rest of his life to learn, OK. His brows furrow just the tiniest bit as he contemplates that thought.

"Hm... I'm not too sure anyone will. Mr. Saturn technology is a little bit..."

Well. She had seen how bizarre it all was.

"I'm not sure I'm ready to wish a whole building into existence yet, but... maybe we can start small."

Lucas glances down at the ground and slowly begins to collect some dirt and mud together to form a small mound. At the top, he leaves a small depression for something to go.

"Here."

And he carefully plants a seed that hadn't been in his hand a moment earlier.