Baltimore, Rawlings Conservatory, Saturday Afternoon
Oh, Sparkle was in a good mood. He'd had a place in mind in case of one of Leto's surprise visits for a while now, and it just so happened that said visit was going to coincide with his return from the ski trip (and surprise Christmas, damn him!) that he'd gone on with Atton. So Sparkle had called ahead to make certain they were even open to the public, and then had specifically asked about which areas of the conservatory had the most moisture in them, "because we've got someone here with respiratory issues."
Hey, a little white lie for the sake of Leto's comfort never hurt anyone, did it?
"Okay, so," he said, grinning as he practically skipped through the portal, "we want to avoid the Mediterranean house this time of year. They keep it wet and foggy for the benefit of the plants inside. And the tropical house is humid to the point of being misty in there. But there's a desert house which might have some plants you haven't seen, if you like, or an orchid room, which is, like, super colourful, and they make sure that everything that's on display is in bloom, or else they'll swap it out for another one. The palm house should be pretty okay, too, with big tall trees and flowers and things, but if you're not sure about it, we can skip that one."
And the outdoor public gardens, eh. They had trees in 'em, but they probably weren't quite the sight to behold in late December as they were in, like, mid-July.
[OOC: For that guy! NFB for off-islandness!]
Hey, a little white lie for the sake of Leto's comfort never hurt anyone, did it?
"Okay, so," he said, grinning as he practically skipped through the portal, "we want to avoid the Mediterranean house this time of year. They keep it wet and foggy for the benefit of the plants inside. And the tropical house is humid to the point of being misty in there. But there's a desert house which might have some plants you haven't seen, if you like, or an orchid room, which is, like, super colourful, and they make sure that everything that's on display is in bloom, or else they'll swap it out for another one. The palm house should be pretty okay, too, with big tall trees and flowers and things, but if you're not sure about it, we can skip that one."
And the outdoor public gardens, eh. They had trees in 'em, but they probably weren't quite the sight to behold in late December as they were in, like, mid-July.
[OOC: For that guy! NFB for off-islandness!]

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"Nah, there's more to living than staying safe," he decided. "Just plain safe isn't any fun, anyway. Better to be smart about things, and not afraid to just go for it because of that."
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"Most of the desert on Arrakis is too dry even for plants like these, but we are terraforming and that is slowly changing."
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He ran the palm of his hand against a thick succulent leaf as they passed it.
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Not a pleasant train of thought, really, so he shook it off and leaned forward to get a better look at another cactus.
"So... what's the cost, on Arrakis?"
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He glanced at Sparkle. "It will take time, of course. Centuries, at least. But they will die, and it will change the universe forever. No Spice, no space travel, unless another way is found."
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But at least he was trying to be helpful? He really couldn't say much about the worms themselves, unfortunately. A whole terraformed planet wouldn't be terribly kind to the creatures who preferred it the way it was before. But space travel? Maybe, sure.
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"There might," he said, finally. "Until then, whoever controls the Spice, controls the universe." He reached out to lock his fingers with Sparkle's, just to feel the touch. "I'm sorry, I told myself to leave matters like that behind today."
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"Hey, I asked," he pointed out, shrugging his shoulders dismissively. "But if you'd rather change the subject, I'm sure we can come up with something else to talk about. I'm fine with, like, pretty much whatever."
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"Yeah, I know how that goes. There are like a dozen things I'd rather not talk about, too. So... fun things? Like, do you want to do dinner somewhere after we're done here? If we're spending the night together, we might as well, right?"
It really was just as simple as that with Sparkle, sometimes.
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This was a day of new experiences, after all.
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"I guess we have, like, every restaurant in Baltimore to pick from, don't we? The island's got an okay variety, but, like, it's not great if you want a burger that wasn't scraped off the bottom of somebody's shoe first, or Greek or Korean or something."
Earth came with a lot of variety.
"Is there anything you'd rather not eat, before I start raking my brains for restaurant options?"
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Yes, somewhere, in some time. Don't ask.
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"I... I think we can probably avoid live reptiles," he decided. "I think I'd have a hard time finding a place here that serves live reptiles, actually. Pretty sure the local humane society would pitch a fit about that. But I could probably handle something like Indian food. A bit spicy, a bit savory. It's not easy to find a good curry on the island, you know? I mean, Thai curries are good too, but totally different."
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"Let's try that," he said. "I usually enjoy spicy food."
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Sparkle was so adventurous, truly.
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A good change of topic from the climate situation on Arrakis, Leto thought.
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Somehow, the shamelessness was just getting more and more shameful. It was a rare talent, really.
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Talents shouldn't be wasted, should they?
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