( Chloe appears to be in her element at the market. Ambling along, she inspects the wares each stall has to offer. Quite a bit of time is spent trying to barter with some of the stall holders in attempts to learn some of their recipes, with varying degrees of success.
A luxury she does treat herself to is a few art supplies that will be easy enough to transport. And then she also has to acquire a decent sampling of the herbs and spices because who knows if the next island will hold such treasures? And then there’s getting a few soaps in a variety of heavenly, uplifting scents in case anyone might need a little pampering gift during their travels.
Something else catches her eye. Something she can’t quite resist. A flower crown. It’s not exactly the most demure design that’s on offer but she tentatively reaches for it anyway. It’s not as though she’s going to be the only one sporting such headwear anyway. Before she can overthink it so much that the flowers start to droop, Chloe hands over her money. Placing the crown on her head, she smiles a little to herself. )
Well… You might be a bit much, but you are very pretty.
⭕ FLOWERY FIELDS FOREVER
( Gathering flowers is a winner with Chloe. True, plucking the blooms out of the ground is always little sad but the islanders make such beautiful things with them. Basket tucked under her arm, she’s content to wander and enjoy the nature surrounding her. For once, she hasn’t considered the why of being asked to collect the flowers much. Given the market, replenishing stock for the islanders seems logical. Or perhaps she just has other matters on her mind.
She’s distracted soon enough by the wildlife. A cautious distance is kept but that doesn’t stop her staring with clear wonder. One of the hummingbirds flits around her. Being sure to remain in place, only her head moves to track it, the expression on her face one of delight at the creature venturing so close.
There is, however, a task to be done. As she goes to start gathering, a possum pokes its head out. Taking a step back, she shakes her head. )
Don’t worry, I can see that this is your patch. I won’t be taking anything.
⭕ WILDCARD
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Chloe | Detroit: Become Human
( Chloe appears to be in her element at the market. Ambling along, she inspects the wares each stall has to offer. Quite a bit of time is spent trying to barter with some of the stall holders in attempts to learn some of their recipes, with varying degrees of success.
A luxury she does treat herself to is a few art supplies that will be easy enough to transport. And then she also has to acquire a decent sampling of the herbs and spices because who knows if the next island will hold such treasures? And then there’s getting a few soaps in a variety of heavenly, uplifting scents in case anyone might need a little pampering gift during their travels.
Something else catches her eye. Something she can’t quite resist. A flower crown. It’s not exactly the most demure design that’s on offer but she tentatively reaches for it anyway. It’s not as though she’s going to be the only one sporting such headwear anyway. Before she can overthink it so much that the flowers start to droop, Chloe hands over her money. Placing the crown on her head, she smiles a little to herself. )
Well… You might be a bit much, but you are very pretty.
⭕ FLOWERY FIELDS FOREVER
( Gathering flowers is a winner with Chloe. True, plucking the blooms out of the ground is always little sad but the islanders make such beautiful things with them. Basket tucked under her arm, she’s content to wander and enjoy the nature surrounding her. For once, she hasn’t considered the why of being asked to collect the flowers much. Given the market, replenishing stock for the islanders seems logical. Or perhaps she just has other matters on her mind.
She’s distracted soon enough by the wildlife. A cautious distance is kept but that doesn’t stop her staring with clear wonder. One of the hummingbirds flits around her. Being sure to remain in place, only her head moves to track it, the expression on her face one of delight at the creature venturing so close.
There is, however, a task to be done. As she goes to start gathering, a possum pokes its head out. Taking a step back, she shakes her head. )
Don’t worry, I can see that this is your patch. I won’t be taking anything.
⭕ WILDCARD
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