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Covent Garden Flowers, Saturday

Lucille kept the pumpkins in the display, as well as the cobwebs left behind by the spiders. While most of the latter had disappeared, some of them had stayed in her window, which she found generous of the island. She worked on a few flower arrangements suitable for the holiday, but had decided to close early so she would have time to finish her costume for the evening. Hopefully Tisarwat would stop by early enough to give them some time to play the piano, but if not, she would at least offer tea.

A heavy scent hung around the orange lilies, but Lucille liked the almost black roses best. Perhaps she should take one home with her to wear in her hair tonight? But no, only a dead rose would be suitable for the undead, she decided.

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When Shunsui finally made it back from his surprise Soul Society shenanigans, he had pretty much expected to return to yet another dead Nanao-chan in his living room. So he was initially surprised when he found no Nanao-chan in his living room at all! Until he then remembered that hte last Nanao-chan had been smashed in class for the sake of buttkicking when he'd been gremlin-bit to think he was that Minsc fellow, and that he'd been meaning to go pick up a new one for a while now, and, well, no better time than the present!

Which made one of his first orders of business now that he was back sweeping into the flower shop to see about doing just that.

"Ah, Lucille-chan ♥! Now isn't this a pleasant surprise ♥!"

Even if he hadn't been gone for more than a week, he had never been very good with keeping up with news, no...

"Shunsui," Lucille greeted him. "It is good to see you. Are you here to buy flowers?"

That seemed like an obvious reason, but then, this was Shunsui.

"Not quite," Shunsui answered with a faint chuckle and a fond sort of smile, "which is good, as all of the flowers here in this shop will all but pale in comparrison in the presence of a beauty such as yourself, Lucille-chan ♥. Thankfully, I can't imagine your raidance distracting too much from my hopes of obtaining a new bonsai tree, if you happen to have any currently in stock."

Lucille was used to Shunsui's flirting by now, of course.

"We do," she said, gesturing further inside the shop. "Back here. Follow me."

And after more than a week of official captain's duties and fighting and soul reaping, it was nice to be able to just flirt a little again.

Not that he hadn't over the course of his mission, naturally, but he much preferred flirting without all that other nonsense going on. Women were far more receptive to that sort of thing when their lives weren't in imminent danger...

He gave a pleased sort of sigh as he breezily followed.

"I do appreciate that this place always seems to have bonsai when I need one ♥," he said contentedly, "as well as an abundance of the loveliest helpers to show me the way ♥. And how have you been, my little swan? Shall we have some sake while we consider these lovely little trees ♥?"

"A little sake would be nice," Lucille said, stopping by the bonsais.

"As for me, I am now the owner of this shop, after the previous one left the island. And yourself?"

"Owner of the shop?" asked Shunsui, his laugh clearly particularly delighted by this news. "Well, then, congratulations, Lucille-chan ♥! That is an even better reason for sake!"

Of which he had, of course, now poured expertly into the two small cups balanced in his large hands, offering them both out to her to choose, one perhaps slightly more full that the other.

"And how are you liking it so far? Shame about the last owner, though; I will rather miss her cat..."

So won't that be nice for Summer once he realized the cat was still here!

"Oh, I think Summer takes care of the cat now."

Sorry, Summer.

"I never thought I would own a flower shop," Lucille said. "I find I enjoy it."

And here she was going to take you to the moon eventually, Lucille!

"Ahhh," Shunsui beamed at the news, "perhaps I'll have to stop in and see her sometimes, then ♥. And it's good to hear that you're taking to it well, Lucille-chan. I say it.does seem to suit you, and I suppose I may have to consider purchasing more flowers from here on in ♥."

"I won't discourage you from doing that," Lucille said with a small laugh. "Perhaps you should start collecting bonsai trees?"

She took a sip of sake.

"Considering my track record," Shunsui's chuckle didn't hold even an ounce if shame or sheepishness, "I believe I'd best stick with one at a time, Lucille-chan, though, considering my track record, I'll no doubt be back in for another soon enough ♥."

Nanao-chan VI had a really solid run, though!

"I am interested in perhaps putting in a special order for six more, though, that might be available by next Thursday morning, if I may. It's for my class ♥."

"For your class?" Lucille said. "Of course. Are they going to learn how to care for them?"

Considering what Shunsui had just said he might not be the best teacher for that.

"That will be a part of it ♥," Shunsui said, "in the event that they should kill to keep them after the class, with a focus on the art of trimming them, as it pertains to the subject of the class, which is the philosophy and practice of cultivating negative space ♥."

"I admit I know nothing of the art of making Bonsai," Lucille said. "I understand they can live very long when cared for properly though."

This was not intended as criticism, and Lucille was quite sure Shunsui would be immune to it even if it had been.

Lucille would be quite right about assuming Shunsui's immunity to criticism.

Much to the chagrin of his...many critics.

"I could certainly extend a lesson to you beyond the classroom, Lucille-chan," he offered smoothly without missing a beat, "if you would be interested ♥."

"The shop is rarely busy and you are always welcome to stop by," Lucille said.

It might be both useful and help her pass the time.

"Well," said Shunsui with another soft chuckle, "there's no time like the present, neh ♥? Who knows what awaits us in the days ahead? Unless, that is, you have any pressing engagements in which it may interfere ♥?"

"I don't," Lucille said. "My life here is rather quiet, as long as the island doesn't interfere."

She took another sip of sake. "Less quiet than my home, of course, but more pleasant."

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