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I want to skip like a stone from a stronger arm

Who: Ginko and Katara and PLANTS
What: Garden-growing
When: Backdated to late Monday morning
Where: near the Avatar house
Summary: In which roots!metaphors are possibly abused, and Katara starts a garden with her Responsible Adult figure.
Rating: Angst. And fluff. Inevitable fluff.

So. It's been a day since the drafted returned from killing Third Party members-- and Ginko knows how he feels about that, both the returns and the killings. But rather than dwell too long on the gulf between those emotions, he resorts to doing. Work is the best cure for over-thinking, and he has a particular kind of work in mind.

So he goes searching for a certain draftee who he suspects that cure might benefit, pack a little heavier than usual-- being loaded full of an idea.

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Having her plans of isolation spoiled the day before, Katara is hoping for some of that today. The return to the power cap alone is something that takes some adjusting to, it's like walking around with her hands clapped over her ears after finally feeling right for the first time since they got here. But they're back in Luceti, if not 'home' then at least in the house that they call their own.

After a group grocery trip, Sokka and Toph are pursuing their own interests, while she remains behind to settle the house to her satisfaction. There's a certain peace to it, even if the silence is heavy and she can't help feeling unsettled.

It's been a full week.

Sorry Katara, but a sharp rap on your house's door will be interrupting that planned isolation. He might not be planning on hiking to the mountains right off, but things are healthy enough at the Straw Hat house to merit walking to yours. Hopefully after that silence has had the chance to grow a little more unsettling than peaceful.

Well, who could that be? Sokka and Toph would not knock - and hopefully someone would try calling her over the journals if something had gone wrong...

She sets aside the rag she's been using for dusting and moves to open the door.

"Ginko!" There's a pause as her gaze goes from surprise to quick assessment, and then very quickly to a pleased smile that may not take the guarded edge out of her eyes. "It's good to see you! Please, come in. Can I get you anything to drink?"

They're easy, familiar words of hospitality and welcome which hopefully hide the fact that suddenly Katara wants to be very busy.

"Hmm. No, that's alright." He slips off his shoes and steps inside within the same mild smile he arrived with.

"I actually had something I wanted to ask you." And he slips his box from his shoulders in a one-handed gesture that is becoming too familiar.

She pauses, "What is it?" The look she gives him now is assessing. "Are you all right?"

"Heh.

I'm just fine." And now he crouches to open his box, speaking up to her. "Do you remember-- when we talked about growing things, before you left?"

Katara blinks. Does she remember...

...oh. Yes. She'd talked about going to the clinic and he'd offered to teach her about the medical properties of some plants. "Oh - yes, I remember."

She walks over now, willingly getting into his space and running the risk of letting the warm calm of his presence brush against her unsettled heart. She's more curious about what he has in the box.

It must be admitted, that as much of it is natural-- Ginko likes to cultivate a little mystery.

"Hmm." Is his explanation-- as he pulls out one largish sack of something, and six smaller ones, along with a few paper packets that are bound together with twine.

Then he nods to them, as further explanation. Because some things make better sense when they spill over in your hands.

She peers curiously at the sacks, her eyes slightly wider than normal. "What is that?" Katara flicks her startled gaze up to him. "Did you bring seed?"

"Mmmhm." A low hum, as he pulls at the string of one and moves to place it in her hand.

"Leaves-- Horenso, Mizuna. Some flowers, too-- I think you might even recognize a few. And roots." He taps the largest bag. Similar yet unfamiliar shapes, some of them--- like Renkon and Japanese radishes-- but familiar ones, as well. He's read enough to have found a few things from the Earth Kingdom.

"And there are things in the store I didn't know before reading about them here-- that I think are meant for transplanting." A sly smile. "There are some herbs in pots I've already brought by, too."

She takes hold of the small plant and cradles it gently in her hands. "Wow."

Katara just - stares as Ginko pulls out more and more seedlings ready to be planted. "Where did you get all of these things?"

He must have been preparing for a while...

"Different places." He feels this is ample explanation-- and it's the truth. Some of them are straight from the ground.

He rests his good arm over one leg and looks around at the garden waiting to be.

"Do you know of a good place for these?" He glances up at her with a light in his look. "I figured they'd be well-watered, near this house."

She laughs a little. She can't help it. "Um... not too close to the house, I guess. Maybe on the northwest side?"

A chuckle-- no, close might be too close. "Mm. That sounds like a good idea. The sunlight should be alright there....." a grunt. "Provided it keeps rising and setting in the same place."

And that wins a quick, amused exhalation of breath as Katara feels lighter - and more distracted - than she has in days. "I guess we'll just have to risk it."

She moves forward now towards the plants. "Let me help you carry them outside."

He nods. "Alright."

(Haha. Just as planned.)

He carries a good half himself, into the relative sunlight. The weather has been good for this sort of thing, recent rains included-- just an inhale tells that the earth is promising. He'll glance back at her when they've gone a few yards, nodding to the ground-- some places more sparse of grass than others.

"What do you think?"

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