Jack walked down the street, looking around at the people he was walking past, letting his hand move gentlely over the white bell plant in his breast pocket, Jack breathed deeply in feeling good.
Jack walked down the street, looking around at the people he was walking past, letting his hand move gentlely over the white bell plant in his breast pocket, Jack breathed deeply in feeling good.
It was quite a glorious day, despite the chill. Very little cloud and bright sunshine that seems to feed the Fairest. As Jack breathed in, a distinct smell of lilys invade his nostrils.
Jack stops in his step and breaths in deep to get the smell and he seemed to be in a haze, he walked towards the smell, if he could he would let the smell lift of the ground and he would float to the smell. But he couldn't so he walked.
Perception
Jack manages to stop before bumping into the source of the delightful smell, a young changeling in his early-20s with bright red hair and green eyes like Jack's but more vibrant than warm. He is carrying a bouquet of various types of flowers in one hand while leaning against a railing observing a park.
Young fae
Jack walks up to the changeling paying more attention to the bouquet.
"Hello my names Jack and thoese are some very lovely flowers you have."
The man turns to Jack, catching his kith and smiling.
"Thank you, Jack. I selected them myself," he says with a voice which is a soft and silken as rose petals. "My name is Lawrence. I assume you are new round here?"
The lily fragrance is especially potent this close to the other changeling.
"Yeah I only reecently came here its a very nice place."
Jack keeps his eyes mostly on the flowers but does look into the other changelings face now and then.
"It has its sights," Lawrence replies before turning back to the park. From Jack's perspective, he can make out various types of roses in red, white and orange as well as a couple of long-stemmed lilys in the strange arrangement.