He grins at that and stands up, bringing the chair over to her. It's made of purple mushrooms and crystals, a thing of beauty even if it's in the strange shape of a chair with two raised arms and a high back.
Oh, it was a strange shape of a chair but- she hadn't known what to expect. It was beautiful. Beautiful and functional and everything. She pushed herself up onto her feet, pressing her hands together.
"Sym, this is beautiful. You did wonderful work- I thought it would be...I don't know what I thought it would be."
"Well, no. But it was earlier then expected!" She told him, making to position the chair close to the console before sitting. Coral, she thought, wasn't burrowed in her clothes yet.
The key word is yet, but it's content to sit in her lap and wrap its tentacles loosely around her wrists in what is very obviously a cuddle.
And when the vat is open again, another vriki emerges, this one vaguely purple, and much bigger. That's when Coral tries to guide Aerith's hand to touch the console and experience life the Vertumna way.
"That's a good vriki." She murmured, glad for the cuddle. It was when she saw the vat open to the vaguely purple creature that she made a soft noise, startled, before letting Coral guide her hand to the console.
Well, this certainly was a surprise. She assumed that the purple one was supposed to be Sym, since Coral wasn't alarmed.
The purple one is Sym just as they are both Sym because they are Vertumna.
And so this time, when she touches the console, she will sense Coral, of course, but also Sym, who is burying himself in a patch of dirt and growing into a tree very quickly.
She will also sense the mushroom, hardy and content, along with the crystals. There are no senses, but she will sense them just the same.
There is nothing but a generic contentment to the adult vriki. It is a tree and its purpose is to spread seeds and Sym....Sym can do that later.
For now, it exists in the cavern and existing is exactly what it wants to do. The crystals and the mushrooms are happy to stick exactly where they are, and the mushrooms start to take root in the floor again since the chair had moved.
Coral drops its tentacles, or rather Sym asks it to, and curls up in Aerith's lap to let her experience the uncomplicated and still rich moments of the plants.
It is a tree, it is mushrooms and the crystals are crystals. There is contentment, and there is just something freeing to be just...knowing and fulfilling one's purpose.
Her other hand was gentle on Coral, resting there as she closed her eyes. This was a wonderful surprise.
It's a wonderful escape and time passes for Sym in a gentle way. He connects with Aerith as well, the warmth of his mind touching upon hers, but he doesn't pry. He just gives her comfort and support and a place to be.
He waits and exists and there's nothing more important than that.
It is warmth and it is a gentle. Like holding each other's hands, fingers intertwined, mind to mind, not intruding just...being there. For each other. Just a moment in sunlight.
It feels too short, and long, before her hand starts to slip from hee body falling asleep.
When it falls and the connection drops, Sym sends off a little seed into
the vat which changes him back and he can then set the tree inside, too. He
needs to put it in the greenhouse later.
He checks on Aerith, though, making sure she stays asleep, like she needs.
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She made to scoot backwards, squeaked a little as she landed on her back end, and made to scramble up.
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"What do you think?"
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"Sym, this is beautiful. You did wonderful work- I thought it would be...I don't know what I thought it would be."
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And when the vat is open again, another vriki emerges, this one vaguely purple, and much bigger. That's when Coral tries to guide Aerith's hand to touch the console and experience life the Vertumna way.
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Well, this certainly was a surprise. She assumed that the purple one was supposed to be Sym, since Coral wasn't alarmed.
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And so this time, when she touches the console, she will sense Coral, of course, but also Sym, who is burying himself in a patch of dirt and growing into a tree very quickly.
She will also sense the mushroom, hardy and content, along with the crystals. There are no senses, but she will sense them just the same.
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A tree. The crystals were a new sensation, as was the mushrooms, and the tree...
She thought she felt tears of joy on her cheeks.
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For now, it exists in the cavern and existing is exactly what it wants to do. The crystals and the mushrooms are happy to stick exactly where they are, and the mushrooms start to take root in the floor again since the chair had moved.
Coral drops its tentacles, or rather Sym asks it to, and curls up in Aerith's lap to let her experience the uncomplicated and still rich moments of the plants.
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Her other hand was gentle on Coral, resting there as she closed her eyes. This was a wonderful surprise.
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He waits and exists and there's nothing more important than that.
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It feels too short, and long, before her hand starts to slip from hee body falling asleep.
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When it falls and the connection drops, Sym sends off a little seed into the vat which changes him back and he can then set the tree inside, too. He needs to put it in the greenhouse later.
He checks on Aerith, though, making sure she stays asleep, like she needs.
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She looked younger and more relaxed then she did awake.
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He doesn't disrupt her at all, but does bring a blanket he makes very quickly of flowers and leaves and sets it on her.
Then he picks up his book, sits at her feet, and goes back to reading.