->Samwise & Laurie Interactions<- - Blog Posts
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Laurie nodded, hoping she wasn’t coming across as too nervous. They had never owned houseplants, or even pets before. They would have been too much of a hassle with how much she and her pack moved. The whole ordeal was exciting, like a right of passage into becoming independent. Get an apartment, buy a plant, among other things.
“Oh, well if it’s pretty and easy to care for I wouldn’t mind something that flowers. But maybe just something with different colors then? They don’t have to be fancy either,” She added quickly, a new thought of being too demanding suddenly sticking in her head.
They paused. Hours at the vet had been hard to come by lately, but she still wasn’t home enough to warrant something that needed to be cared for constantly. “I work about four days a week, it’ll probably go up to five in the spring. There’s this big window in my bedroom area so if I could just it in that patch of sunlight all day while I’m working, that would be great.”
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There was something indescribable about the person before him. They reminded him of someone, the someone that danced on the edge of his mind and only showed herself in a mess of golden curls. The feeling was recognizable as the same he felt when speaking to Zelda, but he couldn’t make sense of either. He let the train of thought go for the time being.
“I’m sure I could work out something perfect for you, then … sorry, I don’t think I caught your name.” He was smiling, Sam was always smiling. “Right, I can certainly work with that. Give me a moment to get a few choices out for you.”
A few laps around the shop later, Sam had lined up a few candidates on the register counter. They varied in shape and size: one was a string of pearls plant, beside it a peperomia, an asparagus fern, and African violets. “Anything catch your eye? If not I can keep looking for you.”
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As much as Laurie loved dogs- and how much they loved her back- she couldn’t risk having one. If she didn’t get out of the house before sunset and had to turn in the middle of her living room… Well, they weren’t going to have any potential pet see the giant, hulking wolf as a threat. Laurie had near full control of herself when in their other form but when attacked they could get just a little feral.
No, a plant was a far better option.
Doing research beforehand had been dizzying. Lists of “10 Most Poisonous Plants for Pets” and “Keep These 5 Plants Away from Dogs” had made their head spin. Laurie had almost abandoned the whole endeavor, before deciding to actually ask the people at the nursery. They should know.
Standing in the middle of the nursery now, hands clasped in front of her and eyes tracking any one of the plants that could potentially poison her, made her reconsider that earlier resolve. Pollen would be her biggest issue but wasn’t that how plants grew? Or spores? They didn’t know, there hadn’t been a need to pay attention in biology when her very existence broke the rules of science.
“Hi, um, I need something that’s not poisonous,” Laurie paused. Would just standing in the nursery effect them? “For dogs. And preferably something without pollen so… I guess it can’t flower?”
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From the moment he focused on her, Sam could tell she was on edge. He didn’t know why, and he had no business inquiring, but he decided it would be his goal to make sure that they were exceedingly more comfortable by the end of this. Nodding and rolling up his sleeves, he offered a kind smile.
“First time buying a houseplant then?” he asked, a lightness to his voice. He could tell by the line of queries that this was unfamiliar territory, but this was his job, after all, and he was more than happy to be of guidance. “Right, I think we can figure something out for you. There are actually many flowering plants with little to no pollen at all, but many flowers can be difficult to maintain, especially in these parts, and it wouldn’t do you well to get discouraged right out of the gate. Finding something dog-friendly shan’t be a problem neither.”
From there, Samwise’s mind began to reel as he began to narrow down the options. A mental list was already coming together, now just to slim it down. “How often are you home? You have a lot of spare time in your day?”
⌘Samwise & Laurie⌘
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The Dwarven Nursery was the best place in town to find plants of many sorts: common, uncommon, and… otherly. The shop was not very large, but it was brimming with life. On certain shelves you would find lush plants, already stable and ready to take home for decorative use. A few shelves, brightly lit by special bulbs, featured tiny sprouts that were barely more than an inch. The back corner was where most of the otherly plants were kept, as they tended to benefit from special treatment. A vast majority of the place held intermediary growths, ready to be planted and still in need of support.
All of the current greenery was being taken care of by one Samwise Gamgee, a man with a kind heart and a particular proclivity for plants. He kept himself busy with work, having little else to do with his time.
Against one wall of the shop, there was a nicely lit workbench (currently littered with loose soils and plants). It’s where Sam had stationed himself nearly an hour ago, now. He had been toying with a strange plant species unfamiliar to him, trying to deduce the best soil and lighting for it. He had cross referenced a few books from the library, yet none had agreed.
It was in the midst of examining freshly cleaned roots with a pair of tweezers that he heard the door. “Be there in a moment!” In a fluid motion, he removed the magnifying glasses he wore, switched the lamplight off, and dusted his hands off on his jeans. Sam made his way up to the counter at the front.
“Welcome in! Can I help you find something? Or do you have a mind already?”