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 Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 2:51 pm
"Oh, I see. Well, that really doesn't help, to tell the truth... I have to stop by the South Courtyard, I forgot my sketchbook.." Tomoro chuckled a bit and looked down at the ground. "I'm so forgetful... anyway, do you think we should go somewhere on campus? Or off campus? It doesn't really matter to me." I am SUCH a liar. Of course I want to go off campus, I've never been there. But I don't even know what IS off campus, let alone anything in this school... "I... I'm not coming up with anything because I don't know it, just because I don't want you to dislike anything I choose.."
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 4:54 pm
"Let's meet in the lounge at the dorms then," Bukotsu suggested, "In about half in hour?" Bukotsu said as he was getting his messenger bag and getting ready to head to his dorm.
"I'll meet you there," Bukotsu smiled to her as he opened the door and left.
((I'll be in the dorm room subforum))
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 6:21 pm
"Yes... " Tomoro nodded as he left, and sighed to herself. What have I gotten myself into...? I can be persuaded so easily.." Tomoro put her head in her hands as she sat down on on a bench, folding one leg over the other. I didn't even realize that I lied to him about my sketchbook... I'M SUCH A HORRIBLE PERSON!
Tomoro stuck her tongue in the side of her mouth, and began picking off some of her blood red nailpolish. "Guess... I should wait a little bit before I head off to the dorm.. I don't want to seem like I like him or anything, coming too early..." Wandering over to her herbs, Max's strawberries a brilliant red and ripe, she took out some of the seeds from her grandmother, and scooped up a pile of soft soil, sprinkling the seeds in. "Grandma... I don't have too many left... what will happen when I use all of these... is it like the prophecy says...? Will the same thing happen to me that happened to you..?" Tomoro shook her head, trying to get rid of the questions placed upon her.
Tomoro looked up at the greenhouse, only five minutes passing by. Mom must have been right... this place will be good for me. Tomoro then recalled what her mother said.
Honey, this place will be good for you. It'll get your mind off of the past, and set on the future. I'm only doing this to help you. I'm not your enemy.
I always did hate that name, Honey. It reminded me of the honey I always used to have on my pancakes for breakfast. That was good.. I haven't had anything to eat here in a long, long time... I wonder what Ria High has for food...
Tomoro stood up, and decided to head off to the dorms. Maybe she could ask Bukotsu if there was anywhere to eat... Her stomach rumbled, and she covered it, sighing. "Off to the dorms, then, I suppose..."
((Okee. >w<))
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 7:28 pm
Tsukiusada saw all the place, he thinks that it was very cool, he was knowing all the places "i could take some plants for play one day,i know some spells and experiments that need they, but maybe later" he left the place, the campus is new for him and he was looking for friends too
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 5:20 pm
Bukotsu returned to the greenhouse as he now just got back to work on his things. Putting his bag on the table next to where his things were still on the lab tables. He decided to make more and more potions and salves, he couldn't help it, he tried to ignore the thoughts still stuck in his head by just preferring alchemy with plants. Seeing the Blue Lotus in a pot on his desk he picked it up and put it someplace else where he wouldn't see it.
"This is so annoying now..." Buktosu said in thought as he set it down. Walking over to where his previous spot was he kept working at making his recipes and mixtures. He soon became bored...He called up his teacher and asked him where he was, he requested a minute fight with him. He headed into the training hall to meet his teacher.
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 3:44 pm
Tomoro sighed, and concentrated as she walked into the greenhouse. "This is JUST... a greenhouse. That's it. No memories or anything." Tomoro spotted the blue lotus flower, and smirked as she picked it up and set it outside, so she couldn't see it. Better that plant get light anyway... With one press on her pouch, Tomoro extended her arms up, and let out a deep breath as her dress changed from puffy and cute to long and elegant; the first dress she'd worn to Ria High. "Now..." Tomoro wandered over to her plants, where they were growing strong; many little green buds had sprouted out of the cold brown earth, and Tomoro smiled as she took a few between her fingers, and pulled them out, roots and all. She then moved them back, so the roots wouldn't intertwine with plantlife currently growing already, causing an early death. "Grow big and strong.." she whispered, stroking its leaf. The plant seemed to rustle with happiness, and Tomoro chuckled slightly. " At least you understand me. Observing your surroundings twenty four seven, drinking fresh water in a cool climate, never dealing with pain... must be nice." Tomoro sighed softly to herself, took another small bite of her seaweed, and coughed a bit. She then walked over to a bench, and sat down, taking out her small travel herbal book. "Well then..." she skimmed through the pages, and decided to read about a strange looking red plant which ate metal.
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 6:39 pm
After reading her book again, closing the section on seaweed, Tomoro stood up and sighed softly, closing her eyes for a bit, thinking about her whole experience at Ria. Much hadn't happened so far, to tell the truth; she'd only hung out with guys. Most of the girls had looked at her strange to begin with; she'd never fit into any of their cliques with her eye. It was like the most horrible scar of all time, and there was no way to get rid of it. Tomoro closed her eyes tightly at that, and then opened her visible eye, standing up, spotting a bright green gardening can covered with moss in a corner. She fumbled her way over to it.
"What's... this doing here? Nobody even noticed it." Tomoro gently pulled the moss apart, not tearing a single leaf or vine, and slid the can out, examining it. It sparkled, although slightly rusted, and a few parts near the spout were chipped off. How long has this been here...? she thought, rubbing her head and picking it up by the handle. After walking over to the hose lying in the middle of the greenhouse, Tomoro lightly tapped the can, on her knees, making sure any little bugs or insects could be set free, and wouldn't drown in the water she was about to pour in it. "There we go..." Tomoro pointed her finger at the hose spout, about 50 feet away from her, and put it to her lips; a large plant next to it seemed to grab out at the hose, and turned the spout on, while Tomoro let the water flow into the can. Once again, she put her index finger, coated in maroon nail polish, on her lip, and the plant turned the hose off. "Perfect!" she chirped, standing up. "I'll just water the entire greenhouse."
She began walking around very slowly, spreading out the dirt in her fingers and talking to the plants, putting an equal amount of water on each one. First came the strawberries, then the daisies, then the pinapples, then the berry fruit trees... the list went on and on. She quietly hummed a slow song to herself, moving back and forth every often to the tune.
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:13 am
Bukotsu opened the door with a smile on his face, he now was happy and calmed. He seemed to be surpressing his thoughts and feelings for Tomoro. He walked over to where his things were, the same table with his many vials and his large case full of them. He sat down and began short work on more recipes and salves.
Tsuda had just walked in with Sachi on his shoulders, "Sachi, I almost forgot to mention this, but that person is my student, like a pupil, his name's Bukotsu, why not go over there and talk to him? He's a very nice person, and a stronger fighter than you think, that little spar was so that he would mentally be fighting instead, to focus more on himself that what his opponent or what life is doing, I had taught him that," Tsuda said putting her down on her feet. He turned her to face Bukotsu, patted her on the head and gently pushed her forward.
Tsuda knew that Bukotsu was suited for the job of caring for a child, since he could understand the child's mind, and not to mention possess great parenting skills. Bukotsu would be perfect for the job rather than himself, Tsuda would probably end up making the child a great fighter and a heavy drinker in the future sweatdrop
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 9:08 am
Tsuda's gentle nudge directed Sachi towards Bukotsu. Slowly, she made her way to him and watched him from the side of his seat. All she did was smile as she watched him mixing the plants to make his salves. He was obviously very well learned in the ways of botanicals and such. Sachi's little mind was filled with interest.
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 3:03 pm
Tomoro looked up, noticing the three people coming into the room; an older looking man, and a little girl, quite cute, actually. She seemed so much better than that one that cried such a long time ago. Was it a long time ago? Tomoro lingered upon these thoughts until she came across the third person. She stopped and dropped her watering can with a loud 'THUD,' and scrambled to pick it up. I'm too late... I wanted to get out of here before he could get here... I'll just have to act like I'm content with where I am. Sighing heavily, and checking to make sure she didn't overwater her current plant, she took out a CD player, small and moss green. She'd had it since she was a child, and always tuned into it when things were getting bad; if music made plants happy, surely she could be happy too, listening to some sort of tune. She took a deep breath, and continued humming, putting the headphones on, and pumping the music on. Her eyes widened as she began to listen to the song, and putting her can to the side, she sat down on a small wall separating different fruit trees from one another. Softly, she began to sing to herself, and to the plants around her, eyes closed.
Suffocate your love...
In a barrel full of doubt..
Suffocate your love...
North east and south.
Here I stand
In front of your imagination..
Here I stand...
Hesitate, it's normal..
You can't erase mistakes...
Hesitate, it's normal...
I can't keep awake
Come closer...
It's you I want to embrace...
Come closer...
It's you I want to debase...
Tomoro finished her song, and opened her eyes, eating a bit more of the seaweed. She came out from the clearing of brush, and lifted her dress up as she bent down and turned on the hose, filling her watering can with water once more, beginning a second trip around the greenhouse. Plainly, she didn't give a care who was there anymore, her music was on; the illusion that had kept her alive in her past, the only thing she could ever count on to be there for her, besides the plants. Of course, there weren't any plants in closets. Or bathrooms where people tied you down and began to fill the tub with water. Luckily, her grandmother had put a spell on it that allowed it to be water resistant. Tomoro sniffed, and began walking around once again.
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 3:31 pm
Bukotsu turned his head and lightly smiled, "Hi, I'm Bukotsu, and you are?" Bukotsu said as he now turned on the chair to look at her. He smiled as he held out a small lotus flower that had a slight shade of pink on it as he put it on her ear in her hair, "It looks nice on you," Bukotsu smiled as he patted her on the head.
"Wanna help me out with finding some flowers?" Bukotsu smiled. He knew that when children that were observing something, would want to interact with the things they see. In this case, since Sachi had become interested, she would want to do something with Bukotsu's flowers and salves.
Bukotsu then suddenly turned his head to see Tomoro, he opened his mouth to say something, but he then remembered what Tomoro said. He then turned away to get his attention back to Sachi since, chidlren like attention.
She must be happy now that I'm not around her.... Bukotsu thought to himself as he then turned his attention back to Sachi and smiled.
Tsuda had disappeared to go off of campus to drink his alcohol since he wasn't allowed to drink it before on campus.
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 3:46 pm
Tomoro smiled as she saw him put the flower in the little girl's hair. He must be happy now that I'm not around him...Tomoro sighed, and dropped her watering can to the ground, crossing her legs and sitting down on a wall far away from Bukotsu. "Am I really that horrible looking? Little kids are afraid of me, girls my age gossip whenever I come near... even people I hang out with think I'm a freak.." she whispered to herself, taking another nibble out of the seaweed. What did I see in him? He didn't even notice that this a poisonous seaweed. Ha, proves how much men know. Get over it, girl. You knew this would happen. IT ALWAYS HAPPENS WITH GUYS. You let your guard down, and they come around and bite you in the a**, dumping you for some other girl to trick. Tomoro rubbed her right wrist slightly, from a mosquito bite that appeared whilst watering plants, jingling her bracelets while doing so, and to her surprise, something began to appear. "What... what is... what is this?" Upon her wrist, something black appeared on her wrist; it looked like someone took a pen to it and jabbed it in her skin, leaving a scar. What the hell is this thing...? It looks like a serial number... wait. A SERIAL number? Inscribed on her wrist were the letters and numbers SH 10151. "WHERE HAVE I HEARD THAT BEFORE!?" she yelled, unconciously. "What... what am I..?" she mumbled slowly. "I knew I was an experiment, but mom and grandma never told me anything like this..." Tomoro clenched her wrist, and dug her fingernails into it, grimacing.
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 5:20 pm
Yume entered the Greenhouse, looking around at all the students and their friends. " Like I said, I don't need friends...all they do is leave you when they find someone else to hang out with..." Yume looked at the lovely flowers in the greenhouse, and decided to check her healing powers. She spotted a wilting rose bush near the back of the room, and she looked upon it with pity. " You're such a pretty flower...why didn't anyone take care of you?" Yume touched the flowers with her long slender fingers, and forced some healing magic to transfer from her to the bush, giving it life. The roses turned colors, from a dull brown to white and red. The odd thing was, the one specific flower she touched had turned black..." Why do I always end up killing things?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 3:54 am
"My name is Sachi.... just Sachi."She said as Bukotsu put the flower into her hair. It was about time she said a little more than just her name. It was during Sachi's ride here to the greenhouse that 'The Eyes' returned. They showed her a fierce battle between Tsuda and 'The Eyes'. The young man was there, making a sacrifice that Sachi felt was unnecessary. She decided to ask him about the situation."'The Eyes' showed me that you're a really caring person... the way would give a part of yourself to protect another. Why would you risk your own life for someone you had just met?"
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