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 Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 7:16 pm
Instead of being put off by this response however, Eduard simply smiled. "Well, later this week we can inquire around town and find out just what flower would best suit that corner of the garden." the Marquess returned to planting, not wanting his gaze to put added pressure on Peter. "It could be a fun afternoon outing for the two of us."
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 7:44 pm
P e t e r - W i n t e r sPeter was relieved at the alleviation of attention from him. He returned back to planting, nearly done with his last couple of seeds. He enjoyed the companionable silence between them a little before asking, "What's your favorite flower?" He asked, feeling that this was Eduard's garden after all, so it was only natural to have Eduard's favorite flower in it.
Peter felt like he had been taking too much liberties already with the garden. He was now attempting to make it seem like it was its owner's garden. That was only right after all.L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 8:43 pm
"Do you want my honest answer?" Eduard asked, sitting back and looking to Peter. "You may think the answer not becoming... not proper... but... I owe you my honesty."
The Marquess set the spade down, his dark gaze lifting to focus on the sky.
"The only known Rose that has yet to grace my garden... a flower that I have never even held in my own hands." he smiled, as if remembering something from a long time ago. "The Black Baccara Rose..." Eduard whispered, his gaze falling on Peter again. "They are thought to hold mystical power by some... if you believe in such a thing. A red so deep that it has forgotten how to pull the light into its petals, and remains forever in darkness."
(((Here's the rose...  )))
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 8:49 pm
P e t e r - W i n t e r sPeter couldn't help but feel that there possibly was a deeper story in his confession, but didn't ask. Eduard had respected his space, and it was his turn to do the same. Peter's head cocked to one side, his expression deep with curiosity. "It sounds like a very... sad flower..." He frowned. "But the color must be very majestic..." He could almost imagine it himself.
Peter smiled slightly. "I think that if we could find it, it would go well with your other roses and the white lilies." He definitely wanted to include these flowers into the garden. It would be a goal.L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 9:30 pm
Smiling softly, Eduard nodded. "If we could find it. I have yet to see it in this city, and my travels outside of London are rare indeed."
The Marquess stood, dusting off his pants and extending a hand to Peter, in order to help the actor to his feet.
"I think the flower is beautiful in it's sadness." he remarked, going back to their earlier conversation. "I mean, think of the great tragedies of the stage. Are they not beautiful for their sadness as well?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 2:17 pm
P e t e r - W i n t e r s"I do agree that there is a deep beauty found within despair." Peter's voice sounded distant, as if he was thinking really hard on something that wasn't the topic of conversation, and indeed, he wasn't. It grieved him a little that Eduard's flower was so hard to find. He had no means himself of searching elsewhere, and was quite occupied to even start searching at the moment. His job was more important anyways.
Peter sighed. He still kept the goal of finding that flower, but just wasn't sure when he would actually be able to do it.
He took Eduard's hand and stood up, dusting himself off also. He took one glance at Eduard and suppressed a giggle. The dusting off didn't help much. Eduard's pants were still covered in dirt and his hands were quite dark, not to mention some pieces of dirt that were smeared on his cheeks and forehead from wiping away the sweat. Even if he had used a handkerchief, the dirt found its way onto his handsome face anyways. Peter was sure that he himself hadn't fared much better.L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 10:04 pm
After helping Peter stand, Eduard rose one eyebrow at the failed attempt for the actor to stifle his amusement.
"There is dirt on my face, isn't there?" the Marquess asked before sighing and putting his hands on his hips. "And here I thought I remained somewhat immaculate. Well... my clothes and hands wouldn't really count in that category to begin with."
Of course, Eduard was teasing, and the smile on his face was an obvious reminder of the young man's humor.
"So..." he began, rubbing his hands together to get some of the dirt to flake off. "We added some flowers, discussed the arrangement of the garden, and even had a brief philosophical moment. It's been quite a day." Eduard laughed, before looking up at the sun. "And it doesn't look like rain today, which already puts me in a better mood. So, tell me Peter..." his dark gaze fell on the actor. "Why DO you know so much about gardening and what makes you love it so?"
He was obviously eager to learn more about the young man he had hired to help tell the lie of his life.
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2009 3:16 pm
P e t e r - W i n t e r sPeter blushed deeply; the conversation was being turned back to him. He smiled and stretched. "I was always mother's favorite child for some reason. My older sister doted on my younger brother, and by eldest sibling, my brother, is my father's favorite." Peter stopped, realizing that he wasn't at all answering the question that was originally posed to him.
"Sorry..." He returned to the subject of gardening. "My mom used to always have a garden, no matter how... poor we got." He smiled and stared off at the distant side of the garden, remembering fondly the times he had spent with his mother in their meager little garden back at home.
He chuckled lightly to himself. It was ridiculous to talk about being poor to someone such as Eduard, who probably would never even feel what Peter considered to be quite rich. He was already far beyond that in Peter's eyes. But Peter's innocent soul prevented him from feeling any want for Eduard's wealth, nor any need for it, save to pay for his family's well being.L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2009 7:19 pm
"Used to?" Eduard asked, watching Peter carefully as the young man spoke. "Does she no longer have a garden?"
If that were the case, Eduard would see to it that the woman had the most magnificent garden she could imagine.
However, if Peter were in more of a situation like Eduard's own... well... then Eduard would tend the garden with Peter every waking moment if it made the actor feel better.
If it made him remember that wonderful feeling.
The Marquess smiled slightly, listening to Peter's story closely. "The favorite sons of mothers tend to inherit the things they enjoyed, it seems."
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2009 7:37 pm
P e t e r - W i n t e r s"Well, times are a little hard on all of—" He stopped, realizing that his statement wasn't true for people like Eduard. "Times are hard for us commoners, you know, and my family can't afford the space for a garden." He averted his gaze to the ground, feeling very uncomfortable about this topic. Talking about lack of money to Eduard seemed a little pointless, since Eduard had always been so rich. "And... and that's why I started working in theatre in addition to school..."
Peter laughed shakily. "No matter. My troubles aren't yours. I'm sorry." He apologized hastily and blushed. "Yeah, but at least every child is favored somehow. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to stand my mother's doting if my siblings didn't get something from her too..." Once again, he realized that he was probably boring Eduard with his own sentiments and life.L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2009 9:32 pm
"Your troubles may not be directly mine," Eduard spoke, his dark gaze lifting to stare up at the clouds. "But I like to make your worries my own if you would let me." carefully, the Marquess put a hand on Peter's shoulder, trying to keep from rubbing any leftover dirt on the young actor's clothes.
"Perhaps soon you can visit your family and remake your mother's garden, hmm?" Eduard asked, his purple gaze soft. "I'm sure she would love it... and I'm sure it would put your heart at ease a bit more as well. If you want it small, then small it shall be... but never be afraid to ask of me, Peter. I want to help. Not out of pity or some damned charitable impression... but because I want to."
(((Gaia is pissing me off. I've been trying to save my avatar for the last two hours (yeah that's how long it takes me to load and change clothes for it) and I keep getting this "General Error" crap... I can't even save the outfit into my wardrobe either! *twitch* It eventually let me, making me into the MIZU HEBI! (Water Snake) 水蛇!)))
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 5:34 am
P e t e r - W i n t e r sPeter reacted immediately. "N-no! It's fine... That would be asking too much of you..." The guilt of it would probably hang with him forever. Eduard had already done so much for him; asking Eduard to then go and help Peter with his family problems would make Peter feel very indebted to Eduard, even if Eduard had wanted to do so.
Peter smiled. "Though yes, I'm sure that she would love to have a garden..." He chuckled nervously. "I just wish that one day I could do something more for them than work as an actor. We don't get paid much, but whatever little I get, I'll give to them, just like I always have." His voice was ponderous. He looked up at Eduard. "But you already have so many troubles yourself. Don't worry about me." He smiled brightly, though there was something off about it.((You have two Aquaticas? NIce... Is your tail from Yamaya's Pearl? We look alike now! xD)) L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 6:15 pm
For a long moment, Eduard watched Peter with a look that was an obvious mixture of confusion and hesitation.
"I mean no offense..." the Marquess replied softly before turning his gaze back to the garden itself. "I just... I have had no one to share my garden with... and... well... I thought it would be a waste to spend so much time on it here when your family obviously enjoys gardens. I know I can't bring them here... the secret would be impossible to keep then... but I could bring a garden like it to them." he sighed, "You should spend what time you can with your family."
(((Tail is from the Lotus Flower EVO thing. I have 3 Aquaticas actually. The fish in the air is from my pearl. It was actually your hair that made me want to change my avatar, hehe.)))
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 6:49 pm
P e t e r - W i n t e r s"I... I just don't want to burden you with my issues and life. It's obvious that you have problems of your own..." He sighed himself. Peter took no offense and said so. He didn't want there to be a misunderstanding between him and Eduard over such a simple matter as a garden. Peter half-smiled at Eduard. "Worry about Rutherford and such. My family should be my issue and my issue alone. You were born an aristocrat. It doesn't do well for you to mingle so much and be so benevolent to commoners." He was just trying to protect Eduard from doing anything that was shunned by popular society.L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 7:14 pm
Eduard smiled sadly, "Now you're worrying about my problems." he spoke before dusting himself off again. "Are my problems none of your concern? I ask only because they upset you earlier, and I would like to make sure it doesn't happen again."
The Marquess shook his head, "No... I only speak from experience, Peter. Don't lose sight of your family, even while you are here with me. Promise me that."
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