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sweetcandygirl) wrote2020-12-31 03:42 pm
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Nothing Better than New Years in the Amazon
Harley was finishing her make-up for an invite only New Year's Eve get-together with Pamela and Amelia. She had decided to wear a retro flapper's dress for the occasion. Something that was thin enough that the humid heat of the Amazon wouldn't bother her (and was made of a material that was eco-friendly).
She had finished curling and styling up her hair. And was just putting on some lipstick and eyeshadow while she waited for Amelia to arrive at her place.
She had finished curling and styling up her hair. And was just putting on some lipstick and eyeshadow while she waited for Amelia to arrive at her place.
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Amelia checks that her hair is properly secured with her hairpin as she steps up to the door, then gives it a good knock. "Harley?" she calls in an excited tone. "Are you ready for me?"
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"Ready and willing." It is amazing how much flirtatious she can make three words sound. But she does.
She picks up a potted tree that was sitting by the door and activates her PINpoint. It transport them to the Amazon. Quite a difference in temperature from the Nexus right now.
They are surrounded by trees, but there is a clearing up ahead. And Harley navigates her way around the trees, holding her potted tree carefully. "Red! Red are you here?"
There is a slither of a vine that passes by Harley's foot, just tapping at her toes. And Poison Ivy herself comes into the clearing to greet them. She is wearing barely nothing, but a few plants that cover some of the more provocative parts of her body.
"Good timing ladies." She grins at them both. "Harley, love, what is that you are carrying."
"A tree."
"What kind of tree?" Pamela laughs.
"A Catalpa. To attract hummingbirds and bees."
"Oh lovely... bring it over. Hello Amelia, dear."
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"I should have thought of seeds!" Harley grins.
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Harley's comment earns a soft laugh. "I gifted someone else seeds for Yule, so it made finding something for Red a little easier. Choosing the right seeds was a little more difficult, but I thought something bright was fitting."
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She will point out plants and flowers in her garden.... which is basically woven into the very jungle itself. Pamela didn't clear any land to make a garden. She just selected good places for new plants to grow, in the natural setting.
She stops at a giant pitcher plant, that seems big enough to eat a human, and pets its large head.
"This is Charlie. He protects my home."
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Charlie is quite the spectacle all on his own. Amelia tilts her head slightly to one side as she regards the plant, her smile widening a bit. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Charlie," she says to the plant. "Thank you for protecting Red's home. You seem to be doing a very good job if the garden's flourishing the way it is."
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"You will tire him out, love."
"Thank you dear. You should help me pick out the best places to plant these seeds," Pamela tells Amelia.
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"You are welcome back here anytime. I would not know what to suggest to your tailor on what you should wear.... as I tend not to be as fashionable as Harley over there."
Harley was sticking her tongue out at Charlie. And flashes Red an innocent smile.
"Perhaps one day you would even be willing to visit my hot springs."
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"I do all right on my own, but the tailor Harley and I share makes up for my gaps in knowledge or desire to be more fashionable." Which is helpful for outings like this when she wants to dress up nicely but needs a cooler ensemble than she would normally choose. Alex does love dressing his favorite ladies in beautiful clothes!
"Hot springs?" For a moment Amelia's confused - hot springs are very rare on her world - before she remembers they're most often used for bathing. Her cheeks flush a bright pink as the thought settles in. "I-I'm not sure I could. Bathing is a very solitary thing for me. I'm sure you wouldn't really want me to join you for that."
It hasn't occurred to her yet that the invitation is a form of flirting. It's simply an invitation from a friend to see a part of her vast home. Nothing more, really.
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"But today is all about drinking in her tree house."
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"I had no idea you had a house up in a tree." The rogue turns her smile to Red. "I'm excited to see it. Please, whenever you're ready, lead the way."
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"Pam can even encourage the vines around the hot baths to grow extra thick, to provide a protective screen." Harley chimes in.
"Well dear... it is a little more than up in a tree...." Pamela leads them to the house that has been shaped out a large tree.
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"This is incredible. You made this?" She turns to Red with a bright smile on her face before turning her attention back to the house. "It's as much a part of nature as all of your garden patches."
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"I have created an extra bedroom here, in case you ever need to stay longer than a day, dear." She tells Amelia.
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"This is a good place to just cut off from other stupid shit." Harley tells Amelia with a grin.
In the first level, there is an open area dining room, where there is a few side dishes set out.
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As they enter the dining area, the rogue smiles as she looks over all the dishes set out on the table. "A small feast to start us off?" she asks, curious. "What other plans do you have for us tonight?"
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"All fresh fruits and vegetables from my jungle..." Pamela explains.
"She even made a New Year's Eve moss ball, that will drop at midnight." Harley grins, excitedly. And points to the window where the moss ball is visible. It is covered with a glowing moss, that will brighten as the sun goes down.
"There are a few surprises inside that ball, for us." Amelia tells both woman. And sits down at the table.
"I LOVE surprises." Harley grins, leaning way out of the window, trying her best to reach the moss ball -- even though it is far out of her reach.
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She laughs softly as she watches Harley. "I suspect whatever's inside won't last until Midnight if Harley has any say about it. You know you can't tell her there's a surprise waiting and then keep it from her," she chides teasingly.
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"I only grew it because of you, love," Pamela tells Harley.
And she watches in amusement as Harley continues to try to reach the moss ball. "Oh yes... but half the fun is going to watch her try to find ways to get it in her reach."
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A bright, silvery laugh falls from lips. "I'm glad I didn't bring any weapons to make it easier, then. We can't let her have it too easily." The rogue grins at Harley for a moment and then turns her attention to the fruits and vegetables in front of her. She moves her fingers through the air above the collection for a moment before carefully reaching in and pulling out a peach for herself.
"There's no rules against making it more difficult for her, is there?" she asks, turning a mischievous grin to Red. "If there is... could we break it?"
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"She obviously brought her own to the party." Red notes with a laugh.
"No rules at all..." Red moves to sit beside Amelia. "And trust me, we are all about breaking rules if there were any to have."
She gestures with her finger, and the vine holding the moss ball drifts further away from the window ever so slightly.
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She stifles a laugh behind her hand before taking a bite of her peach. With Red on her side, this is going to be a lot of fun. "It looks like it's lowered itself a little since I first saw it," she notes with a feigned seriousness. "Can you raise it a bit back to its correct level?"
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