The Gentle Flitter - Chapter 2 Post

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.

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 🙂

Arty Takenaka

Narrator

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.

Narrator

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.

Narrator

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?

Narrator

Vinzent Mayer Vinzent removes it from that bouquet and puts it in bouquet 4.

He’s able to remove it without issue, but it doesn’t seem to go well with bouquet 4.

R.N.A. With this in mind, R.N.A. decides to place their rose in Bouquet 3.

The grey doesn’t seem to clash with the current arrangement, but the bouquet doesn’t feel completed by it, either.

Melvin Greene

Narrator “U-um. I’m Tsubaki. Hi? Sorry for not greeting you right away…”

“… Hi, Tsubaki. Don’t worry about it. Sorry ‘bout all them. They’re, uh. A handful. Wingful? Whatever. They’re a lot.”

There’s not much more Melvin feels he has to say to the bird right now. She’s shy, he’s a terrible conversationalist, let it rest there for now.

He picks one of the clear roses and gives it a moment to change. As to not delay for the narrator post since I’m kicking him out into the garden in a moment either way once it changes colour, uhhh. Hm. He doesn’t think he works that hard but he does work late. Maybe that’ll count for the clock, so into Bouquet 4 it goes.

[jack & viper throwing roses ABRIDGED: the movie the experience]

Of course, the lion pit circus is still doing their little clown performance of throwing things at each other like children. He wouldn’t really have much patience for it on a typical day. He’s not even (that) mad anymore, just frustrated and tired. UghhhHHHHHH.

“I’m not dealing with this right now. Someone come get me when those two start behaving. Or if you need one of the stupid flowers, I dunno.”

It’s clear from the way he says it that he expects that 1) they will not behave anytime soon 2) he’ll almost certainly be back before then, but he’s already making his way out to the garden. Goodbye gamers.

Narrator

Melvin Greene Maybe that’ll count for the clock, so into Bouquet 4 it goes.

While the rose is a pretty red, it doesn’t seem to quite mesh with this bouquet.

Vinzent Mayer Bouquet 9.

Once Vinzent has pulled away, the noose tag morphs into a little ribbon and ties itself round the vase with a bow. What a pretty bunch of flowers with no alarming ulterior meaning!

Abel Lazarus He grabs one more rose- lets it turn orange and puts it in Bouquet 4

The orange seems to go well with this bouquet! Seems like it’d look pretty good now if it weren’t for the extra someone left behind…

Vinzent Mayer

Hm. The more he simmers on this… The less he wants to find out.

But uh. Better get it to the point.

He tries Bouquet 9.

Time to see, he guesses. Even if… It is… Let’s hope not.

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 💖

Vinzent Mayer

Narrator Once Vinzent has pulled away, the noose tag morphs into a little ribbon and ties itself round the vase with a bow. What a pretty bunch of flowers with no alarming ulterior meaning!

…

…….

This has to be a sick joke. right? This… Has to be. This can’t. He… Didn’t want this to be real. He…

This is fucked up. He… He doesn’t know what to think.

… He needs to go.

Before anyone could spot him to talk. Vinzent was already gone.

R.N.A.

Narrator The orange seems to go well with this bouquet! Seems like it’d look pretty good now if it weren’t for the extra someone left behind…

Hmmm… R.N.A. decides to pull out Melvin’s red rose from Bouquet 4, hastily shifting it over to Bouquet 10 instead. Since Melvin is currently absent, R.N.A. will take it upon themselves to find the correct bouquet for the red rose, starting with this one. They also remove their own grey rose from Bouquet 3, holding it tentatively.

Roadie 🪶Jack Jack walked up to the bouquet the robot had mentioned and dropped a green rose in. Despite there already being one in there.

“Ah… Jack… You have to… avoid the roses… doubling up in color. Look at the ones that don’t have… green roses in them already.” R.N.A. says, offering some help. Whether Jack actually listened or took it on board is another matter entirely.

Narrator “I- I guess.. I just think it might be nice for you guys to find out what you have in common… um… th-that means you can have more things to talk about? To- to each other? At some point…”

“I see… Thank you for… the advice.” Always be nice to your local denizens.

Narrator

Tsubaki’s fluttering gets faster as flowers start flying through the air. Oh gosh is she glad that she hid behind this little bonsai!

People don’t seem to be having a good time at all here, and she chirps up again, sadness audible in her voice.

“U-um… I, this little flower shop here, um, it’s sort of… s-supposed to bring you guys together… b-but it’s not working…”

It’s said both to everyone present and nobody at all. She’s trying to remind herself at this point.

“I- I guess.. I just think it might be nice for you guys to find out what you have in common… um… th-that means you can have more things to talk about? To- to each other? At some point…”

Matsu

Matsukaze is Tired. They are tired and their leg hurts, they want to be closer to Certain People but also want to be farther away from certain Jacks, and they compromise with themself by… sitting in the floor against a wall as far out of the way as they can in the small shop. The process of sitting is inelegant, but they’re sure no one is actually watching them.

They’re not any help, at least not yet, though they do at least seem to be thinking. (Was it about the bouquets, or about kanji?)

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

Until Jack yanks them out of their thoughts by a very pointed comment. Their eyes widen and snap up to look at him (was he looking at them?), and even with the mask covering the lower half of their face, it’s clear that the color drained from their face.

They had been hoping he’d forget about that.

“Well sucks that there isn’t an arrangement for that,” they snap. Try to not let him know you’re terrified. Matsu’s hand does go to their pocket, like they’re ready to pull the dagger if he moves towards them at all.

Narrator

R.N.A. pull out Melvin’s red rose from Bouquet 4,

Once the red rose is pulled away, the working figure tag morphs into a little ribbon and ties itself round the vase with a bow.

R.N.A. hastily shifting it over to Bouquet 10 instead.

Hmm, doesn’t feel quite right here, either.

R.N.A. They also remove their own grey rose from Bouquet 3, holding it tentatively.

It is removed and held.

Roadie 🪶Jack

R.N.A. “Ah… Jack… You have to… avoid the roses… doubling up in color. Look at the ones that don’t have… green roses in them already.”

While it took way too long for processing, Jack managed to get the gist of it eventually. He frowned and scanned the vases that hadn’t been ribboned off yet.

“But they all have green…” he whined. Apparently he was counting Viper’s shade of green. As well as one bouquet that didn’t have either, but he was an expert on seeing things that weren’t there. Best not to worry about it.

Or maybe he was just misunderstanding… something. Whatever. This was enough standing around.

He went to throw his rose into bouquet 6 just because Melvin was already there and Jack needed to be a nuisance.

Melvin Greene

Here we are again, Luigi. Melvin’s back in an even worse mood than he left in. Just solve the frickin’ friendship puzzle and move on so he doesn’t have to think about any of this anymore. He doesn’t have a clue what they want from him or what the stupid pictures mean. Ughhhh. UGHHH. Where had he even put his, again? Those first two were probably right. Didn’t feel too out of place, until he gets to 10.

That doesn’t feel right at all. What was he even thinking? Ugh. He wasn’t, again, as usual. He huffily plucks the red rose out of B10, not at all realizing that someone else had moved it on his behalf. None of these are really sticking out to him. Uhhh. Okayyyy. Hmmm. They just finished up with Officer Plart’s Mall Call so. Good a reason as any to try bouquet 6. Why not.

Narrator

Melvin Greene try bouquet 6.

Roadie 🪶Jack He went to throw his rose into bouquet 6

Neither feels right here.

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