05-20-2020, 12:01 AM
☆ HUNG PICTURES OF PATRON SAINTS UP ON MY WALL TO REMIND ME THAT I AM A FOOL. TELL ME WHERE I CAME FROM, WHAT I WILL ALWAYS BE: JUST A SPOILED LITTLE KID WHO WENT TO CATHOLIC SCHOOL —
Watching Caustic and Octane interact was infinitely fascinating if one got invested enough in it. Hell, even Aurum found himself curiously tilting his head to one side as he watched Caustic poke holes in the soil, showing the motion to Octane before pushing pots over. Their relationship honestly seemed less like a romantic relationship – if one could even call it that, which the proxy very much had his doubts about – and more like a sort of owner and unruly pet relationship. Caustic was the exasperated owner, teaching Octane tricks just so that the other would stop bugging him for a while. It almost made Aurum want to yank Octane away from the scientist for his own good, even if he knew that would only end with him getting bitten. How long would it be before the antics of Caustic or Octane got the other killed? Before they got another tangler killed? Just the thought was enough to make the angel unsettled, his large form shifting and his claws sinking into the dirt below. He had to calm down. He had to stop dealing in hypotheticals... they would only lead to unnecessary anxiety. He could deal with any trouble Caustic or Octane caused as it came, just as he did with everyone else.
Nerve plants. It figured that Caustic would see fit to grow something so odd, although Aurum found himself wondering about what purposes the scientist had in mind for them. The proxy's full extent of knowledge on herbs and plants only extended as far as Moth and Alaric had shown him, and although the male was constantly trying to learn more, it was a slow process with his busy schedule. That being said, he had no way of guaranteeing if the wolf's plants would even survive for long within the strange atmosphere that Tanglewood growth had to it. He said as much, muttering as he gently lifted the edge of one of the packets with a paw, "I hope your plants grow alright... but don't be too disappointed if they don't. Tanglewood has a very peculiar environment, especially with the radiation, so it seems almost random what thrives here and what dies." Aurum had, at one point, just assumed that the reason why so many plants around his home died was because of his anti-green paw. However, although that was definitely a contributing factor, it wasn't the sole cause, and it seemed as though some plants simply... ceased when they ended up on Tanglewood soil.
The angel found himself torn from his thoughts of dead plants when Caustic officially acknowledged him, the lion's head raising and his tail flicking in greeting. He said simply in response, a bit of a smile curled upon his muzzle, "Afternoon to you, Caustic." He knew that it was petty, his stubborn insistence on not calling the canine Dr. Caustic, but that pettiness was one of the few things that put a smile on his face these days, and he intended to hold onto that. Despite this, he wasn't about to deny Caustic's request for a demonstration of his elementals. Nodding his head, the lion took a deep breath before he stretched a paw forward, focusing on the small plant and using his elementals to push it forward in its growth cycle. If his powers were working as intended – which they should have been, considering he hadn't overexerted himself that day – the plant would grow and spring to life, with wide, colorful leaves spreading out from the center of the growth.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM
#psychosocial.Nerve plants. It figured that Caustic would see fit to grow something so odd, although Aurum found himself wondering about what purposes the scientist had in mind for them. The proxy's full extent of knowledge on herbs and plants only extended as far as Moth and Alaric had shown him, and although the male was constantly trying to learn more, it was a slow process with his busy schedule. That being said, he had no way of guaranteeing if the wolf's plants would even survive for long within the strange atmosphere that Tanglewood growth had to it. He said as much, muttering as he gently lifted the edge of one of the packets with a paw, "I hope your plants grow alright... but don't be too disappointed if they don't. Tanglewood has a very peculiar environment, especially with the radiation, so it seems almost random what thrives here and what dies." Aurum had, at one point, just assumed that the reason why so many plants around his home died was because of his anti-green paw. However, although that was definitely a contributing factor, it wasn't the sole cause, and it seemed as though some plants simply... ceased when they ended up on Tanglewood soil.
The angel found himself torn from his thoughts of dead plants when Caustic officially acknowledged him, the lion's head raising and his tail flicking in greeting. He said simply in response, a bit of a smile curled upon his muzzle, "Afternoon to you, Caustic." He knew that it was petty, his stubborn insistence on not calling the canine Dr. Caustic, but that pettiness was one of the few things that put a smile on his face these days, and he intended to hold onto that. Despite this, he wasn't about to deny Caustic's request for a demonstration of his elementals. Nodding his head, the lion took a deep breath before he stretched a paw forward, focusing on the small plant and using his elementals to push it forward in its growth cycle. If his powers were working as intended – which they should have been, considering he hadn't overexerted himself that day – the plant would grow and spring to life, with wide, colorful leaves spreading out from the center of the growth.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM
— Reggan