The Gentle Flitter - Chapter 2 Post

Roadie 🪶Jack

Vinzent Mayer Honestly? Vinzent was this close to tell Jack that he was the one deserving of strangling again, but…

Jack would have loved that, so all for the best to withhold it from him. Time for peace, not for…

Jack blinked several times when Vinzent turned to face him, apparently just now registering the new outfit. That was. Sure. Uh. Clothes. Or something. Okay then.

Vinzent Mayer “Really f-cking hilarious. What the h-ll do you want, a–hole?”

“I mean, money’s usually a good bet.”

Vinzent Mayer If you don’t have anything useful to say, I’ll be off.”

“Wow, so rude. Think y’ should just throw people away ’f they’re not useful enough?”

He certainly didn’t have anything useful to say, but he did take a clear rose of his own. After a good moment, the petals turned green. Well, that color was easier, even if it didn’t make any sense. He waggled the flower as much in Vinzent’s face as he could.

“Clearly ’m dying with envy over your new, uh, outfit-thing there.”

Dexter Blanche “Ms. Arty’s rose should go to the first one.” He says. “Because we already have a rose for… who I presume to be Mr. Abel and Ms. Fukuda, that’s Asuka. So this first one I believe is A names. Unless someone else here also has an A name.”

…Huh. What. He squinted at the preemptively sorted flowers and then the people in question. Okay, uh, some part of that probably made sense. What did their names have to do with rosy mood rings or whatever, though?

The completely blank look on his face was noticeable, but he didn’t ask anything aloud. His name didn’t start with an A, so it didn’t matter, anyway. …Right?

Vinzent Mayer

Narrator
Bouquet 1 (incomplete)

Tag: the letter “A”

Roses: orange, pink

Bouquet 10 (incomplete)

Tag: two figures placing a hand on each of a smaller figure’s shoulders

Roses: teal, purple, lime

He thinks a bit on these.

Then Dexter spoke. Vinzent wasn’t convinced of the photographer’s theory on that, if he was honest. But did he know if his own guess is the correct one if he hadn’t tried it yet? And Viper spoke. M… Four letters, and he overheard her last name last car, first name… He had no idea what Viper meant, as his Japanese knowledge was anything but good. Best to not mention the name overhearing at all. He knows Viper values her privacy and he’s not about to f-ck around and find out all willy nilly. Even if it was lowkey tempting.

Roadie 🪶Jack Jack blinked several times when Vinzent turned to face him, apparently just now registering the new outfit. That was. Sure. Uh. Clothes. Or something. Okay then.

It sure is some choice outfit!

Roadie 🪶Jack “I mean, money’s usually a good bet.”

“Yeah, unfortunately for you, I have zero cash on me.”

Roadie 🪶Jack “Wow, so rude. Think y’ should just throw people away ’f they’re not useful enough?”

“Not what I meant. And-”

Roadie 🪶Jack He waggled the flower as much in Vinzent’s face as he could.

“Clearly ’m dying with envy over your new, uh, outfit-thing there.”

“Ugh. Super funny, I’m losing it.”

He swatted Jack’s hand away from him. So much for having the most civil conversation yet. Now back to what Dexter said. It still bugs him. But Vinzent is… Going to try his own theory, which is putting his own flower on Bouquet 10.

Now that’s f-cking around and finding out. If he’s wrong, he’ll try again! Simple!

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Dexter Blanche He holds a blank rose in his hands, though he can already guess what his color is going to be.

After a moment’s concentration, the petals turn whitish. Tada.

Viper She does, however, pluck another clear rose and doesn’t squish it this time!

Assuming she manages to focus on an object she isn’t actively destroying, the petals turn lime green! Bright.

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Vinzent Mayer oing to try his own theory, which is putting his own flower on Bouquet 10.

Huh, his flower is exactly the same shade of purple as the one already in Bouquet 10… It doesn’t feel right to have double, but no lion pits or anything appear.

Abel Lazarus Slips one of the roses out to see the color change.

After a second’s focus, Abel’s rose turns orange!

Abel Lazarus paying particular attention to any with his own rose color in them.

He finds one of the same shade already in bouquets 1, 5, and 6.

Roadie 🪶Jack

Vinzent Mayer “Yeah, unfortunately for you, I have zero cash on me.”

“How d’you people live like this?” Jack bemoaned before just kinda dropping the conversation. Not enough brainpower in his current state to manage conversations and puzzles that he still didn’t get.

Viper Her rose lands square in bouquet 2. And…. probably whizzes past a couple people’s heads.

He jumped at the sudden unidentified flying object until it clattered into the vase. Okay. Not under attack. Just. Yeah.

With unclear reasoning to even himself, he chucked a clear rose back at Viper. It wasn’t that fragile nor aerodynamic, so not much damage potential, but he wasn’t looking to start a fight, anyway, he was pretty sure. Awful crowded inside the little flower shop.

Asuka Fukuda “So bouquet six is probably crime or something, right? I mean, handcuffs, plus the fact I’ve def broken the law.”

“I’ve done crimes!” Jack volunteered unhelpfully. After a glance at the other tags, he added, “Got hanged for ’em once, too!” with a gesture at Bouquet 9. Did it mean anything? Heck if he knew! Still had no idea what these people were doing. Hahaha he’s so frickign tired.

Abel Lazarus

Abel has been sorta in an out- definitely avoiding Viper a… little- As well as Jack by virtue of current Viper Proximity. (Really he doesn’t think Jack is much of a threat… Alone.) He’s also. Sorta avoiding Arty because he doesn’t want to be glared at again either. It’s. He’s not making anything easy for himself.

Either way he Slips one of the roses out to see the color change. What an interesting thing to happen. He then glances at the bouquets paying particular attention to any with his own rose color in them.

Abel Lazarus

Narrator Huh, his flower is exactly the same shade of purple as the one already in Bouquet 10… It doesn’t feel right to have double, but no lion pits or anything appear.

Well! If that’s wrong-

Abel observes his rose for only a moment longer before placing it into bouquet 2. An eye with a dark circle underneath? Listen. You don’t avoid sleep that badly without having some awareness- And his skin care routine is the only thing responsible for his exhaustion not being immediately obvious- (Even if his now. Inability to Utilize his routine must be undoing so much…)

Regardless. It feels like this one could be right! So he’ll test it out.

Vinzent Mayer

Narrator Huh, his flower is exactly the same shade of purple as the one already in Bouquet 10… It doesn’t feel right to have double, but no lion pits or anything appear.

…

Okay you know what. YOLO.

Not many bouquets seem to fit and if his own wild guess is anything to go by with the feeling that something is off…

He goes to remove his own flower from this bouquet and try putting it in bouquet 1.

We truly are messing around, folks.

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Abel Lazarus Abel observes his rose for only a moment longer before placing it into bouquet 2.

It doesn’t feel like it completes the bouquet, though it doesn’t seem to clash with the existing setup, either.

And still no lion pits!

Viper

Viper seems unsurprised by the bright lime green the rose turns. She moves like she’s going to walk away, before tossing her rose ambiguously at the bouquets.

Her rose lands square in bouquet 2. And…. probably whizzes past a couple people’s heads.

Shes not trying to be helpful, just being Viper, it seems.

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Viper Her rose lands square in bouquet 2.

Again, it somehow doesn’t clash with what’s already there, but it doesn’t seem to complete the bouquet, either.

Vinzent Mayer He goes to remove his own flower from this bouquet and try putting it in bouquet 1.

Bouquet 10 feels slightly better without the double.

Hmm, the purple doesn’t seem to go with Bouquet 1 at all.

Abel Lazarus

Viper And…. probably whizzes past a couple people’s heads.

Well it certainly wizzed past Abel’s seeing as he was standing Right There in front of said bouquet- but as pissy as he is about that he’s not going after Viper right now. Instead he’s just gonna feel all bad. Ugh. Emotions. Terrible.

Right. Well. He grabs one more rose- lets it turn orange and puts it in Bouquet 4 before ducking out Again. No need to be between the rose throwing. He can chill in the garden again. How great they have a bouquet for the hard workers with definitely healthy work etiquette 💖

Arty Takenaka

Listening in on the conversations around her, Arty realizes the others, particularly Dexter, are a step ahead. She’d been wrong about Bouquet 3 being hers; they were actually… categories?

She thinks Dexter must be right about her rose going with the other ‘A’ names, but first she just wants to see what her Government-Assigned Color is, so she picks a rose of her own and waits a moment to see.

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Arty Takenaka picks a rose of her own and waits a moment to see

Arty’s rose turns blue! Not a particularly vibrant shade, but she has definitely been assigned blue kin by this government.

Arty Takenaka

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Blue? Is the train trying to tell her she’s sad or something? Government-assigned pathetic sad girl.

Whatever, she’ll put it in Bouquet 1. Time to see if that’s all it takes to complete it, and if so, what happens.

Asuka Fukuda

Asuka’s a bit out of the loop. Puzzle solving is absolutely not her forte, and she’s not about to act like it is. The A-named thing makes sense to her, not that she actually wants to admit that she’s agreeing. It’s so obvious that she’s the pink rose too, because duh.

“So bouquet six is probably crime or something, right? I mean, handcuffs, plus the fact I’ve def broken the law.” It’s all she has to contribute there.

Viper

Roadie 🪶Jack With unclear reasoning to even himself, he chucked a clear rose back at Viper. It wasn’t that fragile nor aerodynamic, so not much damage potential, but he wasn’t looking to start a fight, anyway, he was pretty sure. Awful crowded inside the little flower shop.

The rose hit Viper square in the chest before dropping to the ground, and she blinked almost owlishly in surprise. Oh, how could someone just do that to little ol’ her! Well, she plucks another clear rose and hyucks it back in Jack’s direction, a lot less force behind it than the one he’d thrown at her. She remembered how he reacted to her affectionate little elbow-prod.

R.N.A. “So… These flowers and… vases… Represent traits about us…”

Traits about themselves, huh… ugh. Friendship puzzles. Normally, she liked them! But now she was here brooding and being edgy, they had to toss a friendship puzzle at her?!

Viper scowls at the mention of the sixth bouquet’s meaning- anyone looking too close might think she looked a little uncomfortable.

A crime bouquet, huh?

Good thing Viper has never done anything wrong ever 🙂

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Arty Takenaka Whatever, she’ll put it in Bouquet 1.

This particular combination of roses seems to balance out the display perfectly!

Once Arty has pulled away, the “A” tag morphs into a little ribbon and ties itself round the vase with a bow. Ta-da?

R.N.A.

Narrator This particular combination of roses seems to balance out the display perfectly!

Once Arty has pulled away, the “A” tag morphs into a little ribbon and ties itself round the vase with a bow. Ta-da?

Hm! It seems as though these bouquets were representative of the humans here. Well, humans and also RNA, of course. This garden seemed like quite a nice treat after the chaos that had been the cops and robbers car. RNA was not one too keen on stealing or breaking the law.

They’ll go ahead and take one of the clear flowers, too!

“So… These flowers and… vases… Represent traits about us…”

They look over at Bouquet 8. “So this one… is… Who of us wears… a hoodie?” Well… Whoever was the missing person there should be pretty easily able to figure it out.

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R.N.A. They’ll go ahead and take one of the clear flowers, too!

R.N.A.'s rose eventually turns grey!

Vinzent Mayer Vinzent puts his flower in Bouquet 3.

The purple doesn’t seem to clash, but the bouquet still feels incomplete.

Roadie 🪶Jack

R.N.A. “So… These flowers and… vases… Represent traits about us…”

Jack managed to follow that shortly before something brushed against his hair and he ducked hard. Whatever it was clinked to the ground. His pulse pounded, but for some reason it didn’t feel as threatening as it could have. Unsure why. He wasn’t quite wrangling any trains of thought back into the station right now.

R.N.A. “Who of us wears… a hoodie?”

Oh, well that was easy to respond to.

“Nooo idea.”

And people were putting flowers in vases, and in other vases, and leaving, and it really wasn’t very engaging. He tapped his finger against one of the thorns in hand. Petals still felt off, but sure seemed like a real flower otherwise. Not that he was the authority on roses. That was probably more of the… what? Video game tester? Whatever the guy with all the hair and the wacko fashion sense was. Heck if he remembered.

Narrator Once Vinzent has pulled away, the noose tag morphs into a little ribbon and ties itself round the vase with a bow.

Oh hey, that was the first time Jack noticed that happening. Pretty peaceful, took away stuff used(?) in the last step, good indicator of a puzzle solved. …Somehow. The guy just put a rose in, same as wherever else, right?

Jack walked up to the bouquet the robot had mentioned and dropped a green rose in. Despite there already being one in there. And despite having watched Vinzent do the exact same doubling maneuver earlier to no success. Well, no ribbon things happened, but nothing exploded. Pretty much on the positive end of things altogether.

Narrator “I- I guess.. I just think it might be nice for you guys to find out what you have in common…

“Lessee…”

“I know two of us got the same dagger.”

Don’t you dare get into that now.

Vinzent Mayer

After having removed his flower from the first bouquet, Vinzent was stepping back, content to observe.

He wasn’t sure what exactly the puzzle was. He felt the last bouquet was very probably his, but the vibes weren’t quite there… So if not that one, what was it? What did he have to do? Perhaps a look over at the cards again would help.

Just as it would have, Arty got to pick her rose then solve it… And the first bouquet was hers? Makes sense, from that moment, some gears started clicking. He also ignored the rest of conversations around him, as he was in deep thought.

So instead of f-cking around and finding out some more, Vinzent figured he’d narrow down which one his own flower will go.

Viper Good thing Viper has never done anything wrong ever 🙂

Sure, totally (: -

…

Anyway, a lookover at the remaining bouquets, some of them could match him, for the better or worse…

Let’s start with a less concerning option.

Vinzent puts his flower in Bouquet 3. Time to see what happens, at worst he’ll be simply reducing the pool of the possiblities! Which isn’t a whole lot anyway!

Vinzent Mayer

Narrator The purple doesn’t seem to clash, but the bouquet still feels incomplete.

Okay not the third bouquet. Two left in his mind, he thinks. It’s the one or the other, probably.

Vinzent removes it from that bouquet and puts it in bouquet 4. The purple might pop out of the bunch but we’ll see- At worst? Artistic statement–

R.N.A.

Narrator R.N.A.'s rose eventually turns grey!

With this in mind, R.N.A. decides to place their rose in Bouquet 3. If that symbol represented gadgets and gizmos, it would make sense that a robot’s flower would fit in there. Besides, there is no grey flower currently in there. If, logically, each flower color represented a person, then it would make sense that each person needs to place one rose in a bouquet that they aren’t already a part of.

Wait… Wouldn’t that leave two roses unaccounted for? Perhaps two bouquets doubled up?

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