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Arthur chuckled softly at the reply of the strange woman sitting on the picnic table. Groovy. The only person he had heard that from none ironically was an older woman in his apartment building, one who had been a flower child back in the day. Yet this lady in front of Arthur was clearly way younger that, so he wondered why she was using such terms. He thought that it might be a hipster thing.

As she continued to speak, Arthur began to wonder if she knew where she was, [color=#B7F2B3]“You know this is a scientific conference, right? I don’t think they’ll be sticking anyone with needles randomly, if you were worrying about that. As for harmonious thoughts, I’m not sure.”[/color]

Arthur paused, before laughing, [color=#B7F2B3]“I mean do you think we should try and commune with the plant essences? I have no idea how that would work, but you seem like the kind of person who could get that started.”[/color]

Arthur was serious in what he said. This whole plant power thing had been nothing but a mystery since it started a few weeks back. Up until hearing about this conference, Arthur never had a notion that plant essences could be a thing. Yet he did change at night, same time as the flowers changed. So maybe a strange hippie lady leading some kind of meditation would allow him to gleam some information. It was worth a try.

[color=#B7F2B3]“My name is Arthur,”[/color] he said as he extended his hand, [color=#B7F2B3]“And would it be too forward if you yourself have a plant essence power?”[/color]

Arthur was under the assumption that most anyone here that didn’t look like a scientific type was probably someone with powers or knew someone with powers. Arthur himself at been keeping his power secret to those around him, but was warming up to the idea of being open with others with plant essences. Perhaps having some sort of community would make this life change easier for Arthur.

[@Bai Suzhen]