[text] un: ilqaras

[ilqaras]

I am looking for fellow horticulturist, botanists or florists, professional or otherwise passionate of the subject. And perhaps a well versed businessperson who knows how to build a business from the ground up.

And possibly a tea sommelier or someone who has an extensive knowledge of tea, and maybe a plant forager or two.

Or anyone who would be able to lend a hand with some physical labour.

It seems I may have gotten ahead of myself, and would require some assistance.

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[acutabove]

[ JUST AS LONG AS THE SEED IS PLANTED U KNO ]

Oh, you actually need furniture that needs to be arranged.

That's cool. What's the address? I can hop over once I get some pants on.

[ilqaras]

[THE ONLY SEED HE WANTS PLANTED ARE THE ONES THAT NEED TO BE POTTED

also sir what did you think he meant when he said he had things to do. but he quickly sends Childe the address; somewhere in the middle of Narashi]

Please, take your time. I'll be here all day, I feel; if you even come for a little while, I would greatly appreciate it.

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[acutabove]

[ LISTEN HE CAN DO THAT TOO YOU ONLY NEED TO ASK

HE'LL EVEN PROVIDE HIS OWN WATER

after getting the address and making a note of it in his comms device, he shoots off a quick text ("give me a few hours") before eventually making his way over.

Dohalim will be greeted with a little wave as he steps in, looking around with vague interest at the business and humming a little in curiosity. ]

Hey! So... where's the furniture that needs arranging?

[ilqaras]

[Dohalim had been kneeling on the floor, wrist deep in potting soil when Childe finally shows up; he looks up at the door and waves him in. shaking the dirt off his gloves before removing them, he stands, with a small smile on his face. he'll admit that he's still a little wary being around him (it seems he just can't let go of the past as easily as he wants to, despite the constant forgiveness he'd received on both his and Zhongli's end), but he'll have to push through that, for now.

he gestures to the tables in the front; some of them have been moved already, but there are more he wants to reorganise]

We can start here, or-- [he gestures further back into the shop] --We can set up the tea parlour. Personally, I'd like to see what we can do with the space back there, and see if I need to make some adjustments.

[acutabove]

If it's something that requires more work, I wouldn't mind starting on the tea parlour. I'm at your disposal.

[ it would make sense to get the heavier stuff out of the way, things Childe's pretty confident he can assist him with. the lighter stuff can be delegated to others with lesser experience, he thinks, depending on how many people had answered Dohalim's call. ]

This place is pretty fancy. Was this something the NRL was just giving away or did you save up the money for it?

[ilqaras]

[Dohalim leads Childe to the back; there are some tables and chairs tucked in the corner]

I saved up the money for it. I'd come across this store front while on a walk, and I could not get it out of my mind. After I was able to look at the space itself, and after a conversation I had with a dear companion of mine, I simply could not get the idea of a flower shop and tea parlour out of my head.

[acutabove]

Make it fancy enough and you'll probably see Zhongli around as a frequent customer.

[ he knew the man enjoyed his teas, and possibly his flowers. it was just the sort of refined, bourgeoisie-esque behavior that suited a former god who'd come to amass an appreciation for the various arts over the years and made no secret of his knowledge and wealth of trivia.

sometimes he listened to him when he really got going. just sometimes. ]

I had an inkling you were something of a green thumb before. [ he doesn't really elaborate; Dohalim probably remembers. ] But why the tea? Why not wine or coffee?