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deernet2022-04-14 01:49 am
righthemisphere) wrote in deernet2022-04-14 01:49 am
Video; un: R.BECKET
[Hey all, been a few months. You remember this guy. The shirtless guy with the giant mech. Well he's back. Clothed, this time. Though he might get more help if he were shirtless again, huh. Alas.
Raleigh is outside, sitting next to a planting bed, lush with vegetation. Like so much. It's a suspicious amount of plant life for Trench.
He smiles and waves. It's dark, but there are little torches all over so it's got a luau kind of vibe.
The camera pans so you can see the garden properly. It's two huge raised beds full to the brim on either side of the walkway to a huge, newly finished greenhouse . Lit from the inside, she looks something of a crystal palace.]
Do you all see this? This is the future.
I dunno about all of you but I'm sick to death of mushrooms.
[He pans through the veggies, all growing happily under warded netting. Lettuce, tomatoes, squash, beans, corn. Familiar for a lot of people. Very rarely seen in this world.]
Last month all my powers turned into plant stuff so I've been making and growing as much as I can. Things are hard here and the soil is awful, but it can be done.
[Raleigh moves towards the green house. Free range chickens dart around his feet as he goes, looking for food. He's the mama. Some of them are wearing little crochet hats. Inside the greenhouse is table after table after table of seedlings. The other side is all planting beds full of soil ready to go.]
I've been thinking about how important food is to all of us. Not.. well, obviously it's important, but I mean culturally, too. Making food from home.. having ingredients from home.. that's kind of our last connection.
[He sets his Omni down and reappears in frame. He looks tired, but when doesn't he.]
So.. Is there anyone out there who cares about this stuff? Because honestly I have the land but I'm learning as I go along and I could use the help. I'm not a gardener but I think we can scale this in a way that means we all get access to fresh produce. Like a co-op thing? I dunno. The land needs purifying, water, there's no sun.
I was part of a seed bank back in Deerington. Has anyone saved seeds from last month's growth? Would you donate them towards the cause?
Oh- also dairy. That's something I want to work on. This is a stretch but if you have goats or cattle let me know.
Yeah.. okay. Okay, thanks.
Raleigh is outside, sitting next to a planting bed, lush with vegetation. Like so much. It's a suspicious amount of plant life for Trench.
He smiles and waves. It's dark, but there are little torches all over so it's got a luau kind of vibe.
The camera pans so you can see the garden properly. It's two huge raised beds full to the brim on either side of the walkway to a huge, newly finished greenhouse . Lit from the inside, she looks something of a crystal palace.]
Do you all see this? This is the future.
I dunno about all of you but I'm sick to death of mushrooms.
[He pans through the veggies, all growing happily under warded netting. Lettuce, tomatoes, squash, beans, corn. Familiar for a lot of people. Very rarely seen in this world.]
Last month all my powers turned into plant stuff so I've been making and growing as much as I can. Things are hard here and the soil is awful, but it can be done.
[Raleigh moves towards the green house. Free range chickens dart around his feet as he goes, looking for food. He's the mama. Some of them are wearing little crochet hats. Inside the greenhouse is table after table after table of seedlings. The other side is all planting beds full of soil ready to go.]
I've been thinking about how important food is to all of us. Not.. well, obviously it's important, but I mean culturally, too. Making food from home.. having ingredients from home.. that's kind of our last connection.
[He sets his Omni down and reappears in frame. He looks tired, but when doesn't he.]
So.. Is there anyone out there who cares about this stuff? Because honestly I have the land but I'm learning as I go along and I could use the help. I'm not a gardener but I think we can scale this in a way that means we all get access to fresh produce. Like a co-op thing? I dunno. The land needs purifying, water, there's no sun.
I was part of a seed bank back in Deerington. Has anyone saved seeds from last month's growth? Would you donate them towards the cause?
Oh- also dairy. That's something I want to work on. This is a stretch but if you have goats or cattle let me know.
Yeah.. okay. Okay, thanks.
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[Spaghetti wrinkles her nose. She guesses that's like, important or whatever. It's all Raleigh has been talking about for months. Or something. She doesn't pay too much attention. He's obsessive.]
I guess that's okay. He's this way.
[And she'll head for the side gate into the farm yard. Sersi didn't bring her a gift but like, whatever. She guesses good soil means food for her to eat. But a hot dog would have been nice!]
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[ It's only polite to ask, right? Still, she follows the raccoon through the side gate- mindful to keep a few steps behind her while still glancing around her to see what's been done with the space. ]
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[No, Spaghetti, no one is dealing with you. You are not sheriff.
The farm is about four acres by Raleigh's estimate, and ringed with a razor fence three layers deep and covered in powerful wards and antlers. The farmhouse and close grounds, where the lantern alights, is of mid century Australian design which looks completely out of place in a world like this but very much a part of Deerington.
Previous to it's existence there, it was located in the great fuck off nothing of Aussie bushland where Chuck's grandparent's lived and he spent his summers as a very, very young child. A home of happy memories. Behind it, begins the gated courtyard which Spaghetti brings Sersi into. It has newly constructed stables for their recent adoptions Zelda (a whippet of a thoroughbred racer) and Aoife (and enormous shire), the path up to the great barn where the chickens and Raleigh's workshop tenuously share space, and a few other outbuildings on a quarter of an acre or so. This inner compound is where most of the action takes place and even though it's dark, their enormous flock of chickens are out and scratching around for moonlit treats. They're just normal chickens, in many breeds, but some of them are wearing little crochet hats. Raleigh made them. He thinks it's cute. Chuck knows better than to try to stop it from happening.
Further back, but only by a bit and looming high over the stables, is the enormous iron and glass greenhouse currently under construction. Until it can be completed, all Raleigh's seedling work is contained in a long row of hoop houses to the side. The entire place is thriving with lush gardens both floral and edible, helped along with Raleigh's power shift in March. He hasn't let that go to waste for a second.
They've only been here since October, but every single day has been devoted to the creation and maintenance of the farm. There's machinery dotted around the place, palettes of wooden egg boxes and straw, and a military ATV parked up behind the back of the house who's wraparound porch looks out over the busy hub behind.
Raleigh, himself, is up by the greenhouse ferreting around with a roll chicken wire that he is attempting to bend into an arc over a raised bed filled with promising looking Romanesco broccoli]
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[ Sersi takes a moment to stop and admire all of the hard work put in the farm. There's no hiding the look on her face and awe in her eyes- the animals, the buildings, the greenery...
After a moment, she starts back up again- now with her sights set on the man she'd spoken to over the omni. ]
Raleigh!
[ She calls out when she's nearer to him, raising her hand in a wave. ]