[Catch-All]

[heseesonlyher]

Who: Old Man Nier and YOU
Which: Open Log + Interactive Dream
Where: Reverein fields, the town itself, Nier's home village
What: Catch-All for March 2022. Old Man tends fields and mends fences. Old Man picks up orange hate feathers. Old Man picks herbs for Jude and co clinic. Old Man dreams of his home town where no one there seems to know him at all.
Warnings: Probably nothing worth mentioning. Will update as necessary


01. 'Spring'ing into Action

[Just the thought of working in the fields makes him think of older, more simpler days. Although he supposes in retrospect, there was nothing simple about them. Yonah had once asked him to grow her watermelons and somehow, he'd managed to accomplish it. Never does he consider himself an accomplished man of gardens and growing, but when he thinks about the amount of time he spent trying to cultivate a Lunar Tear, then he supposes he might be underestimating himself.

It's provided him a great reason to busy himself. To busy his thoughts. To think less about what happens when he leaves. If he leaves. If the others leave. He wants none of this. Instead, he's focused on the situation at hand. Or at least, he pretends he is. Honestly, he's more caught up in his thoughts than he'd like to be.

Fences are where he's chosen to begin. A decent number of them were damaged and before any planting can begin, they'll need to be tended to. He's in the process of covering some breaks, knelt down, pensive and probably up until the next few moments, has likely been a little quiet. Whether it's approaching footsteps or those being led elsewhere, he's not shy about speaking up.]

Get me that hammer, would you? I left it back there somewhere.

[He jerks his right hand over his shoulder indicatively. Help an old man out?]

02. I'm Not Angry; You're Angry!

[There's no shortage of things to be done in Reverein and Nier is usually more than happy to keep himself occupied by taking on any number of requests from the locals, which seem to be growing in number as the days go by. Gathering feathers seems like a relatively monotonous and unexciting task, which means it ought to be something he can get done in short order.

He's wandering around the town and along its outskirts to gather them, looking high and low. By this point, he's already managed to collect a few, which he has tucked into his somewhat barbaric-looking garb. Nier's a man with a lot of heart, though more than once he's lost his cool in the face of the circumstance. Where he'd normally be a rather patient man, it seems said patience is in absent supply today.]

Hey. You just gonna stand there, or do you feel like moving?

[He's had days where he was nicer.]

03. Go Green or Go Home

[When Jude announced the opening of the clinic, Nier was very quick to jump onto the idea of being able to supply him regularly with useful herbs, plants, and other like things in the forest. It reminds him of the times he's done something of the same for Popola. The names might change, but the situation always seems to be the same. In that respect, it's kind of nice. Something familiar. Just the thought leaves him comforted.

Whatever reason you might have for being out there, it won't be hard to spot him. Nier doesn't blend in well with the surroundings. On the contrary, he kind of stands out. And if he finds you, there's a very good chance he'll be nosy and want to figure out what you're up to. Why not lend him a temporary travelling partner?

Don't mind him as he's huddled down close to the ground, trying to get up a plant without destroying it completely.]

04. Home is Where the Heart Is (Unless You're Nier) - Interactive Dream

[...What is this place? It's a seemingly quiet and laid-back village, many of the structures appearing rundown and touched by the elements of time. There are people by the fountain not far from a dilapidated house.

Up the hill, along a variety of wooden steps that are in slight disrepair, there's a library with no shortage of books and a room that doesn't seem to make much sense.

Gates exist in different cardinal directions that lead outside of the village, each guarded for the safety of the village inhabitants.

Down in the market plaza, there's no shortage of item shops, and a plethora of relatively friendly villagers, who are ever willing to ask for assistance with their daily errands. A tavern, where a pretty girl named Devola plays music and sings a song. And on the docks behind, a little boat willing to take you to places called Seafront and some other main settlements that exist outside of the village.

It's a nice place, if not a little bit sparse. But it's the place that he calls home. He can easily be found wandering through the town, into the library, but spends the most amount of his time at his house, perhaps with his face in a very particular diary. His daughter, Yonah, is also here, and she may seem a little perplexed about what you're doing in her house, but she'll be very polite.

It's no real big surprise to him personally, but it seems like no one in this town knows a Nier. Not even Yonah. Who could this mysterious man be?]


[OOC: Please feel free to wander around the village by yourself, with a friend, or visit Nier. Character thoughts and feelings may affect the surroundings and the things witnessed, or experienced in this place.
Please also forgive how small these images seemed to be. Evidently larger images from Gestalt are difficult to come by. I may update these at a later point.
There is no restricted access to the town and its inhabitants. Do note that given this is also Brother Nier's home village, he has the same influences that Old Man Nier has here.]

05. Wildcard

[If the above don't strike your fancy, please select this option for whatever something special we might be doing. You can plot with me via PMs, discord (available upon request), and by contacting me via ofthesky.]

Comments

[inveilsible]

Oh, the... seeds.

[ She's been following his instructions carefully, eyes resting on his hand to check the countdown, but they're making progress. Much to her relief, she hasn't messed it up gloriously. ]

I was helping to make the rows and plant them, but I was almost finished with my current handful...

[heseesonlyher]

The seeds, eh?

[He nods along as he makes the finishing touches on hammering the fence back together. Just about as good as new. Maybe not pristine, but all that matters is that it works out. That it does what it's meant to.

At her explanation, he drapes an arm over the now-mended fence, and draws his attention back onto her.]

Well. I can help you with that. I grew flowers and other vegetation back home. Wouldn't say I'm an expert, but I've got experience, at least.

[inveilsible]

Eh? Nier-san, did you have a garden?

[ He. He doesn't look like the type, but she knows she shouldn't assume, so she just looks both curious and a little impressed, seeming a little braver when it comes to meeting his eye. ]

[heseesonlyher]

['Nier-san.' That's cute.]

Well, I'm not sure I'd call it a garden. [He wonders how to put it, though the smile he wears is fond. Nostalgic. In the face of all he'd been through, that little field had been a slice of tranquillity.]

There was a very small field right outside of my house. Nothing impressive, but I used to grow things for my daughter in it. Probably could have had a garden if I was there to tend to it often enough, but honestly, circumstances didn't allow for that. I was kind of back and forth a lot.

[inveilsible]

... Oh... it sounds like you had a lot to do. Did you have to work often?

[ He doesn't strike her as a man capable of sitting still, for as patient and gentle as he's been with her for all of this. ]

[heseesonlyher]

...Something like that?

[Was it really work? He's not really sure he'd ever perceived it like that, but he was literally taking jobs and requests from everywhere he could.]

My daughter was sick. I was trying to find a cure for her. It involved a lot of research and travelling to places she couldn't go. I definitely kept myself busy, but maybe it wasn't really work. Just circumstance. That's all.

[Nier makes it sound so simple. It was, truthfully, anything but that.]