bakerstreet | How does your garden grow

— garden meme

Sometimes, all you need is a brief retreat from the rest of the world. A place filled with the soothing scent of flowers and the gentle touch of the passing breeze. Might be real nice to just lie down in the grass and relax for a bit...

— scenario prompts

1) RELAXING.
A garden's a good a place as any to read a book in peace or get an impromptu nap, right? The sun is out, it's nice and warm, and—well, now you can just close your eyes for a spell and bask in the warmth as you drift off to sleep.

2) OUTING.
You've come here to look at the flowers with friends, or you thought it might be a nice place to bring a date. Settle down for a picnic, or have a nice, scenic stroll.

3) EVENT.
You've been trapped mingling with other guests or foreign dignitaries or greasy bigwigs or just about anyone else you might find in a stuffy banquet, so it's time to escape into the garden of the venue for some air. There could be others trying to catch a break just like you are. Just be careful not to overhear anything you shouldn't be listening to.

4) ASSIGNMENT.
You've come here for a reason. There's a target you've been assigned to tail or neutralize, or something valuable you have to pilfer from an estate. Infiltrating through the garden seems like your best bet for remaining undetected. If you're lucky, everything will go as planned. And if not, have fun getting away unscathed.

5) GARDEN WORK.
You've been tasked with fixing up the garden in some way, whether it means planting new things or tending to what's already there. Are you slacking off on your duties or hard at work?

6) TRAGEDY.
The garden is merely the stage for a disaster. The birds and insects have gone silent; another threat lies hidden amidst the foliage. Someone is hunting you—or you, them. Is that the smell of smoke and the beginnings of a fire? Perhaps this will be the setting of a cataclysmic battle.

7) SOMETHING DIFFERENT.
What started as an ordinary stroll through the garden has turned into something else entirely. There's something unearthly about this place, like you've stepped into a different world. Perhaps it's a gateway to another realm, or you've otherwise stumbled across some mythical secret. Or, alternatively, you aren't really in a garden—you're just here in a dream.

8) OTHER.
Anything else you can think of!

— setting prompts

A) PARK / BOTANICAL GARDEN.
The garden is part of a well-maintained park with a large variety of plants. There's a pond somewhere lined with a series of willows. Sometimes, geese, ducks, and other waterfowl pass through.

B) PALACE GARDEN.
If there's a magnificent palace, it stands to reason that the garden is just as beautiful, right? Think countless species of flowers, beautifully maintained trees, fish ponds with gorgeous water lilies, butterflies fluttering in the distance.

C) FIELD OF FLOWERS.
It's not quite an actual garden, but if you go to a field of flowers, you could make a wreath. Or flower crowns, if that's more of your thing. There could be four-leaf clovers hidden among the wildflowers.

D) MAZE.
Hedge mazes can be fun sometimes, right? Maybe there's a legend to go alongside it: if you and your beloved start at opposite ends of the maze and meet again in the center, your love will be eternal.

E) SHADED GARDEN.
There's a walkway lined with flowering trees. A shaded area with a gazebo, a table, a set of chairs. Today could be a fine day for some tea or coffee. You could host a little garden party.

F) GREENHOUSE.
It's warm in the greenhouse and long rows of plants line every available surface inside. Are you tending to the plants or looking to make a purchase?

G) HOUSE GARDEN.
It's nothing spectacular, but you have your own little garden that you've been taking care of, growing flowers and vegetables and anything else that strikes your whimsy.

H) WINTER GARDEN.
With the cold weather, the flowers have withered and the trees lie dormant, their barren branches coated in frost. Snow covers the grass and lines the benches; a hush has fallen over this place. Are those footprints in the snow? Have you come here for a purpose?

I) OTHER.
Anything else you can think of!

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Brief bio- A shapeshifting warrior poet alien, who splits his time between superheroics and many human lives, as he tries to find his place on Earth. Feel free to direct tags to a particular secret identity.

I'd especially love a 'gardening as therapy' scene because helping people is his jam, either as J'onn or Amrit.

[ It's chilly, outside of the Isles.

Even on this, a bright and sunny day, there's a damp coolness to the air that still mystifies Daniel, a man who has spent the vast majority of his life in the tropics. There's a melancholy to it—or perhaps that's just his mood.

He'd come to the public gardens here in Cornwall to pass the time before his voyage to Brancrug in the south, where he'll take up his post as the Librarian of Hush House. It's a great responsibility—a great honor, too—but it's also, in a way, an exile.

Daniel walks amidst the trimmed hedges and flower beds, leaning gingerly on his cane. He knows he's lucky to have come out of his ordeal with nothing but a bad leg to show for it, but right now, he wishes he had a scar that was easier to ignore. It's hard to look forward to his new position without the constant reminder of why he'd needed to pursue it in the first place.

Eventually, he finds a bench and sits down, doing his best to be taken in by the scent of flowers, the sound of birds singing—though even now, he radiates nerves and quiet, sharp-edged sorrow. ]

[ Let her loose in any garden tbh. ]

[No matter the type of garden, she didn't come with the intent to just relax and admire it - but she might enjoy the change of scene despite herself.]

Ion often found himself prone to wandering, much to the chagrin of his companions. Whether it was helping someone in need or taking a stroll, it wasn’t too long before he became separated, and this current moment was no different.

The Fon Master had seen flowers before: tendrils of ivy grew along the outer window of the Order Headquarters, potted planters lined the streets of Daath, and wildflowers bloomed in the outer fields. Each species drew his curious attention, and Arid might catch the teen kneeling down to peer at some bright blossoms nearby.

He was oddly perceptive though; it didn’t take long for Ion to feel someone gazing and him, and he turned towards her with a smile. “Are you here to admire them too?”