Give Me A Few Days Of Peace In Your Arms—             I Need It Terribly.

by zachschab

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Prziel's always loved the smell of green. Life and plants and dirt, he's the most alive in the woods and forests. These gardens fill him with a similar sense. The fruits fill his nose and tickle his sense of taste. He's not a huge fan of fruits, but the smells are wonderful.

He holds her hand in his as they walk along, occasionally stopping to ask about unicorn fruits. Suddenly, the itch to know overtakes him. "Hey, you've mentioned the Commander a few times now, and I know that Summer is the Founder, but also the Lieutenant. Who is the Commander? "

She's a little embarrassed, standing there in her little pink dress in front of the other Poppies outside of decon. They know who she's waiting for and send her secret smiles and whispers of encouragement, but her heart pounds anyway. Amazing that someone who can comb the multiverse saving so many people would have such a hard time meeting their own boyfriend for a date at the Haven. Proxima fusses with her skirt to give her hands something to do while she waits for him to arrive.

He steps out the shadows in the decon room and into the light for the decon process. It takes a second try to get his passcode right and he's pretty sure he can hear the Poppy giggling. *So much for flying under the radar tonight.* He slips his sunglasses on as the door opens and his eyes adjust to the Haven's light. He sees her standing there in a cute little pink dress and something happens that hasn't happened since his powers awakened years ago.

He trips. On his own feet. Or the ground. Who knows. Muscle memory kicks in and his powers catch him before he hits the ground, levitating him just above the pavement. He rights himself and walks to his girlfriend, smiling awkwardly.

Love how the kitty is just chowing down on Vincent's thumb.

She's a little embarrassed, standing there in her little pink dress in front of the other Poppies outside of decon. They know who she's waiting for and send her secret smiles and whispers of encouragement, but her heart pounds anyway. Amazing that someone who can comb the multiverse saving so many people would have such a hard time meeting their own boyfriend for a date at the Haven. Proxima fusses with her skirt to give her hands something to do while she waits for him to arrive.

He steps out the shadows in the decon room and into the light for the decon process. It takes a second try to get his passcode right and he's pretty sure he can hear the Poppy giggling. *So much for flying under the radar tonight.* He slips his sunglasses on as the door opens and his eyes adjust to the Haven's light. He sees her standing there in a cute little pink dress and something happens that hasn't happened since his powers awakened years ago.

He trips. On his own feet. Or the ground. Who knows. Muscle memory kicks in and his powers catch him before he hits the ground, levitating him just above the pavement. He rights himself and walks to his girlfriend, smiling awkwardly.

"I dunno, she may have a point."

Proxima frowns, wringing her hands. She's trying very hard to understand all the different customs and cultures that are presented to her, but every time she interacts with someone, they act like she's the most awkward person on the planet, or that she's disturbed them in some way. Maybe she should ask @hunterprziel about it.