How His Garden Grew

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Wren listened intently as Arturo explained how the commune went about their training and practice, eyes growing wide as he reached the end and mentioned creating artifacts. "That's incredible!" He exclaimed, nearly jumping out of his seat as he did, catching himself before he properly burst and reigning himself back in a bit. "I've never heard of modern channelers being able to create artifacts before." He said as he looked around, the natural energy inside it almost suffocating in it's intensity. Arturo wasn't kidding about everything in here exuding it, so much so that it almost felt like anyone other than a Grass Channeler might be made to feel uncomfortable in it's presence.

"I know we can create technology that mimics the abilities of artifacts but to make them through channeling is... Nothing short of rediscovering lost arts, I would think." He finally muttered, looking down at his wrist and the silken bracelet that was tied around it. The large flower that grew from it seemed to be thriving in here, the Grass energy practically charging it to it's maximum potential. The buckler-sized gracidea-like flower's petals practically glowed in her, lush and full of life. "Can you teach me? How to create artifacts, I mean?" He asked. "I need to understand them better, I think, if I'm ever going to learn to be a better channeler." Holding up his hand and turning his wrist so that his bracelet was visible from underneath, he explained. "I have no idea how this thing works. I was taught how to make it years ago but I've barely managed to tap into it since then."  

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Wren felt something in him stirring as Arturo explained further regarding the task of creating artifacts using the old ways. Was that the excitement of discovery? The fear of the unknown? Was it, perhaps, something to do with how Arturo's shirt seemed practically paper-thin across his puffed out chest as he spoke with pride? Hard to say on that last part but he knew the answer to the other two. This was how he'd first felt when he began to walk the journey to creating his company. The work that went into creating that custom blend of nutritional sources that would breath life into dead soil had given him this same feeling all those years ago and it was something he hadn't felt quite so intensely since then. "Uh...oh! Sorry! I got a little too caught up in the conversation there." He admitted, his face flushing slightly with embarrassment at how childish it felt to be so excited over this. Quickly reaching out to the table and taking a cup of tea for himself, he brought it to his mouth and took a sip, feeling the heat spread from it quickly. Something about it was...invigorating. And very bitter. But somehow sweetly earthy? It was almost like the flavor just couldn't decide on one thing it wanted to be. "It tastes like..." He paused for a moment, searching for the right word. "Potential?" It was more a question than a statement. "It's like it could be any flavor but hasn't settled on just one. "Is this another creation of the commune?"


Arturo distracted him from this new line of questions with one of his own before he got his answers, however, and he immediately had an answer.

"I met an old woman in the Abundant Shrine of Unova, a place I frequented in my younger years, who taught me how to extract silk from Cacnea flowers. She took the silk and wove wove it into this for me. At the time, I assumed it was a gift or a thank you from some forgotten tribe of peoples who hid themselves away from the modern world for the times I came to pay tribute to the Harvest Gods." He explained. "I didn't realize it was a channeling artifact until I ran into Team Snagem years later and saw other Channelers and what they could do in action. I've only ever been able to grow plants in a fairly basic form, albeit with some unique functions, using it." He added as Arturo inspected it closer.  

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Arturo smiled at Wren's comments about the tea, giving the Grass Channeler a little wink but saying nothing, wink telling him enough that yes, it was a creation of the commune, one that perhaps was intentionally served to him to illicit inspiration or at least pair well with the topic at hand. Moving on he listened to Wren's story about the old woman and gave a sort of brief shocked expressing before returning to his sexy aloof and laid back expression.

"How interesting...I thought the kannushi of that shrine had long since died out. I wasn't aware there was anyone still worshiping the Kami." Arturo commented, revealing the depth of his knowledge. Attractive and smart? There was no way this man was single. "And she was capable of growing a Binding Blossom? I may just have to pay Unova a visit myself...like I said, we aren't even capable of doing such a thing. The most we can do is imbue crafted artifacts with alma. Yours possesses such power naturally, its limits unknown."

"I don't think there is anyone else besides me. I still go visit and leave offerings whenever I can find the time to make it out there but whenever I go, all I ever see are young trainers hunting for Pokemon or looking for open space where they can battle safely." He admitted with a sigh. "It's too bad, really." He heaved another sigh before taking another drink of that marvelous tea with it's nonspecific flavor. "I'm not entirely sure Granny Bloom was even human, to be honest. I've never told the story to anyone else but... She had this way of just disappearing the moment I took my eyes off her but she always seemed to know what was going on while I was gathering the items she said she needed." He admitted with a puzzled tone in his voice. "And there was that strange flower that seemed to be growing in all the places she sent me... I don't think they even grow in Unova naturally."

Arturo's charm wasn't lost on him but at this point, he was too wrapped up in the topic at hand to let himself be flustered by it. This man had to have developed something that cranked up sex appeal using his channeling or something? It seemed unnatural for any human to be so... alluring?