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femmejosephine) wrote2023-09-29 09:35 pm
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Plant hunting
Do you want to look at plants with me today?
When the text arrived in the middle of a lunch rush, Nikita couldn't take the time to decipher it, so she just put her mobile back in her pocket. Daisy did like to send random texts, generally suggesting a drink, a fight, a lay, or all three, so that wasn't the issue. She wasn't much for euphemisms, though. She and Nikita understood what this was and what this wasn't, and both of them preferred to say what they meant when it wasn't a risk to do so.
An hour later, when the rush was over and Nikita was free to look at her phone, she pulled up the messaging app and considered the words again. Daisy had a lot more plants in her flat than Nikita ever would. Plants reminded Nikita of Carla and her offering of a rubber tree, which was both a good and a bad memory. She had one or two, but only the kind that thrived on neglect. Nikita understood plants that thrived on neglect.
Actual plants? You don't have enough of those already?
She still didn't know exactly what was going on here, but it might be fun to find out.
When the text arrived in the middle of a lunch rush, Nikita couldn't take the time to decipher it, so she just put her mobile back in her pocket. Daisy did like to send random texts, generally suggesting a drink, a fight, a lay, or all three, so that wasn't the issue. She wasn't much for euphemisms, though. She and Nikita understood what this was and what this wasn't, and both of them preferred to say what they meant when it wasn't a risk to do so.
An hour later, when the rush was over and Nikita was free to look at her phone, she pulled up the messaging app and considered the words again. Daisy had a lot more plants in her flat than Nikita ever would. Plants reminded Nikita of Carla and her offering of a rubber tree, which was both a good and a bad memory. She had one or two, but only the kind that thrived on neglect. Nikita understood plants that thrived on neglect.
Actual plants? You don't have enough of those already?
She still didn't know exactly what was going on here, but it might be fun to find out.
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Her hands were strong, and Daisy knew very well that Nikita knew how to use them. She didn’t know all the ways, exactly, but Nikita knew Daisy had probably made some reasonable guesses about some of Nikita’s skills that were not related to art, running a restaurant, or being an EMT.
Once, that would have bothered her a lot and made her concerned that her cover was going to be blown. She still didn’t confirm anything and would lie if she had to, but she worried a little less now. It had been long enough here that she felt like some of her friends might understand if she explained why she’d been part of Section.
Or maybe they wouldn’t. She wasn’t going to be making any confessions, just in case.
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"Yeah, yeah, flattery'll get you everywhere," she replied.