The lies, the filth! I just want to be clean!

[unbearablynaive]

WHO: The Vision
WHERE: The central fountain, followed by the lake to the south
WHAT: A gift or two for the Revivalists
WHEN: Afternoon through evening
WARNINGS: Probably none


The Soapmonger
Little surprise to anyone that had known his gardening hobby back in the Fleet, the Vision had gravitated quickly to the greenhouse and its related agriculture data point. The building is too big to explore in a single day, even a long Agri 10 day, but after some targeted searching he'd found a couple of important things. First, and most importantly, a good supply of the edible vegetables and fruits that will help sustain their small community.

Second, and probably more importantly, a supply of soap.

There are two kinds: a saponin plant discovered by Sansa that one can simply rip up and rub over one's body like soap, and a few bars of a trial soap made from one of the better-scented oils they've been able to press from some of the plants. It's made the old-fashioned way, mixed with ash and then pressed into bars with makeshift tools and the Vision's strength due to his ability to change density. To be most effective it should really cure for a few weeks at least, but for now? It's soap in familiar bars, and it should work passably well. He's even stamped it with a symbol - a little windrose.

"One bar each to start with, if you please. It will take some time to make more."

He hopes people like it.



The Shallow Lake
What's soap without somewhere to bathe? This watery area of the city was clearly not always like this - it's broad and shallow, and it looks like there are roads and parts of structures underneath. Is it coming from a buried spring? A busted water pipe? The Vision is curious and wants to investigate, but first they need to determine if the water is safe to go into.

It doesn't bother his skin, but given that he's an android, that's not saying much. Come along and help him investigate, or just splash around and test out that soap! There are probably parts where it's even pleasantly warmed by the sun. And he alternates between wading through and gliding above the water, looking for its source.



Alone Together
Slowly but surely, Wanda and the Vision have been making the abandoned shop area into a place they can feel comfortable staying, even if it will never be a home like that have back on Naviadna. But the liberal application of freshly-picked flowers, simple room dividers made of light wood and vines and broad jungle leaves, a fireplace for cooking set up in one corner, and a real wooden bedframe stuffed with the most comfortable leaves and scavenged blankets they can find. Things are beginning to shape up.

Later today he'll present his soap to the rest of the community, but the first dibs go to his wife. He's got two bars of the soap and a flowery-scented oil, and their biggest bucket heating water over the fire to get it warm.

"Now, I think we ought to be able to give your hair a proper wash."

Comments

Shallow Waters

[doubled_speed]

Sure, he respects the whole water and washing and all that stuff that's going on. Especially since his 'Dad' helped set them up with all of this. But the actually going and doing the thing? He's staring nervously at the water.

"You're sure this stuff is pure enough for human skin? Like, what if it makes my skin burn or something?"

Shallow Lake

[pileofspirits]

Phalanx is all about investigating, especially when other people in the area are also interested in the same thing. There's sort of an intangible feedback loop of curiosity that the creature happily follows... but the water part of the equation isn't noticed until they gracelessly wander right into it.

Near whatever shadowy alleyway space that Phalanx appears from, a surprised whoop rings out as they accidentally wade into knee-high water... and immediately after that comes an exceptionally awkward splash. With how fantastically absorbent cloth is, their cloak of rags soaks the water right up until the weight of it drags them off balance, and they topple right over into the "lake."

alone together

[seeingscarlet]

Their little corner of Agra 10 is starting to feel a lot less sterile. The flowers especially make Wanda happy - when he'd first brought them home, she'd laughed and almost tackled him in her joy. But her poor hair has been an ongoing source of stress as the days go by. She's kept it braided as much as possible to keep it from tangling and one of her first non-essential creations had been a prototype comb.

Now her hair is in a rare unbraided state as she comes to join him. Vision's so sweet and considerate to put this together for her, and before they get started she catches him for a slow, passionate kiss. "You are the most wonderful husband on the planet. I could marry you twice for doing this, Vizh." She grins and fidgets with the blanket wrapped around her shoulders - she's stripped down to her underwear to keep her clothes from getting needlessly wet. "Should I sit?"

At the fountain

[complicatedliar]

Loki's continued to keep an eye on the fountain, so he's gratified to see the soap early enough to get a bar.

Rather than play it cautious as he has when encountering people who might know another version of him, he simply saunters up and takes one of the bars of soap as if It's the natural thing in the world. It's a test of another sort. "My thanks."

The Soapmonger

[wearingthestars]

Living in the age of modern conveniences, Billy's never really stopped to think about how soap is made, or considered the possibility of it being something someone could make on their own with some kind of...soap kit.

So he's genuinely surprised to find Vision with a supply to pass out, turning it over in his hands. "You made this?" he asks, looking impressed.

The Soapmonger

[goldenglasses]

When Vash went to explore the greenhouse he was overjoyed to see Vision. Even if he wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. It just felt good to see another friendly face around. "Vision! It's so great to see you! And you have... soap!"

The Shallow Lake

[beenalongday]

It's taken a bit of time for Clint to make his way over to the lake, but when he does, he's quick to notice a couple of details. For one, that figure wading in the water is unmistakable; it doesn't quite make sense how he's here, but then again, there's a few other individuals who shouldn't technically be here either, and yet they are. Trying to puzzle out the intricacies of this place just gives him a headache, so he's adopted the notion that maybe some things don't have a clear-cut answer.

He's not certain what reception he'll get when he makes himself known, but he's also never been one to let doubts and worries get in the way. Those things are rarely beneficial, and he can't see a reason why they would be now.

Stepping a little closer, he clears his throat and says, "Nice day out, isn't it?" Yes, he's commenting on the weather. Insert any number of old man jokes here.