#Babsi taking care of (Iago) the flower is probably the cutest thing I wrote this week

[bloodyarn]

@accultant sent

[Roll 1d100 = 41] Feed Me, Seymour: Iago turns into a potted plant (perhaps a tulip) until the start of their next turn whenever. While a plant, they are incapacitated and have vulnerability to all damage. If they drop to 0 HP, their pot breaks, and their form reverts. Nerves do funny things to someone with wild magic and poor social skills, so Iago's attempt to ask their new neighbor for a cup of sugar goes almost immediately south. The following knock on Babette's door is a bit of a mystery, seeing as there's nothing but a lone flower on her doorstep.

   𝙻𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 .   unprompted interactions ────────────────────────

      Never one to leave a knocking individual waiting,      the seamstress was quick to open the door, only to be faced with . . . nobody   ?   A look to the left, right, leaning out the door frame before her foot accidentally nudges against a flower pot. Now that was curious. Did this visitor forget his potted plant here   ?   Maybe it was a gift from a secret admirer   ?

After making sure there really was nobody around she could let in or at least greet, Babette lifted the mystery plant, checking if there was any note on it. Nothing.

She figured perhaps her sister ordered flowers for the shop. Marion does so love tulips   —   probably it was her doing.

     ❝ No need to stay out here, little flower. We don't want any stray dog to . . . water you. ❞     Yes, she was speaking to this presumably decor, carrying it towards the shop's counter  &  finally setting it down. Such a pretty thing. Why didn't her sibling order more   ?

Happily taking a few steps back, the hexblood searched for the watering can, which usually lurked around here.     ❝ MARION   ?   DID WE ORDER FLOWERS   ? ❞