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 Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 4:49 pm
Sachi looked towards the floor, and shook her head. I can only remember as far back as yesterday morning... when I woke up in front of a place called The Church. I wanted to go inside, but I was too small to open the door. But I did see a pretty bird! I followed it to a playground, but then I lost it..." Sachi then looked in the direction that Bukotsu had fled. "Something tells me that Oni wont be too far from here. So I can look for her later. Shall we go and cheer Mr. Kusanagi up?
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 4:57 pm
So innocent.. "Yes. Let's look for him first, and then the girl you call Oni. Would that be okay?" Tomoro smiled slightly, and stood up, taking Sachi's hand, pushing the door open and gazing off into the distance. "If you see Bukotsu, just tell me, okay?"
I don't know why I'm here. I don't even know what to think. I'm not sure if I'm going in the right direction, or if I'm headed for doom. However, it seems I have gained people who respect me... and I respect them back. Whatever brought me here, whether it was mom, Grandma, or even Dad, I'm here for a reason. And I've got to find answers.
Tomoro looked down at the grass, and stopped, falling down to the ground, ear to the Earth. "Sorry if I hurt you, Sachi... I mean, when I fell." She whispered slowly. "One moment..." Tomoro closed her eyes, and listened to the howl of the wind and the rustling in the trees. "He... is near a tree. Some tree told me that. It's an old oak."
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 5:06 pm
Sachi watched Tomoro as she layed there on the ground, as if she were listening to something. She then layed next to Tomoro in a matching position; facing her. "How do you know? You can hear the oak? That's really neat!" she said, smiling.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 5:18 pm
"Oh!" Tomoro turned a light red, watching Sachi imitate her. "You see... I can control the Earth. I know what it is thinking and how it feels. Not only people feel, Sachi. Everything that lives has emotions. It hurts, sometimes, if a person is cutting down a tree; I can hear the tree's moans. I don't know how I have this ability... but whatever it is, it's kept me going, and I often talk to the Earth as if it were a human being." Tomoro blinked once or twice, a bit confused at what she said. "Did that make any sense at all...?" She puffed up one cheek, and stood up, crossing her arms. "If I used all of my power up, I could even transform a tree into a person... or turn myself into a tree." Tomoro looked up at the clouds, and sighed lightly. "Anyway, let's find him, okay?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 5:35 pm
Sachi stood up and looked at the clouds as well. "Ohh, I see. So you know what our world is thinking... is it any fun? How did you learn to do it? Or did you always know?" Sachi began asking about a million questions as they walked in the direction of the tree Tomoro had mentioned. She found Tomoro's power very interesting and wanted to know more about it.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 8:24 pm
Bukotsu sat there as he felt he was being watched. He didn't want to do any of this, in fact he never wanted something like this. Wasn't high school supposed to the the best times in your life? Memories to forever cherish? Why are we all forced to have bad memories to remember in the future? Bukotsu didn't want bad memories, but they would have to come like that.
Bukotsu sat up his knees closer to his chest and looked over at the flowers in front of him...His eyes awed as the flowers were night lotus. These lotus only grew in dark areas, like hope in the cruel reality. He was in the darker part of the greenhouse. He sat easier and looked at the flowers as the seemed to cheer him up. He slowly watched as several of them opened up and bloomed beautifully.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 1:01 pm
Max woke up. He wasn't sure how long he was asleep, all he remembered were planting his strawberries and talking to a girl, then he sat down and must have dozed off. He got up and everything felt... strange. He looked around and saw that there was another man sitting in the Greenhouse, kneeling in front of some flowers. "Excuse me?" he asked. He wasn't trying to interrupt.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 3:09 pm
Tomoro squeezed Sachi's hand, and smiled at her; a genuine smile. "I do know what some of the world is thinking... only half of the time, though. There are billions, trillions of plants on this Earth, and I can only get signals of about half of that... which is still a lot." She kicked the dirt slightly, knowing that it wouldn't mind. "I think I got the power when I was born... strange. I don't know! My grandmother had it too. It's a long story, Sachi. It would take forever to explain." Tomoro kneeled down and ruffled Sachi's hair, smoothing it between her fingers. "You know... we can go do something else if you want, and search for him later. It seems that he wants to stay away from us. We can do whatever you want, if you wish. Buy ice cream, play on a playground..." Why am I doing this? I usually hate little kids... but this girl is an exception. She's special, because she knows what I've been wanting to know for quite some time. And it's not like Bukotsu is being caring at all, running away like that. It's like... after he saw me he wanted to get away as soon as possible. GREAT. Just great.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 3:54 pm
Bukotsu picked some of the lotus before looking over at the person who awoke, "Yes? the exits that way if you're looking for it."
Bukotsu then got up and walked back towards Tomoro and Sachi, feeling much better now. He realized that he wasn't thinking what was important altogether, just thinking what was more important. He seemed to smile and look over at Tomoro, he walked over to Tomoro, set the flower in her hair the same place where he put it in Sachi's hair.
Bukotsu smiled as he knelt over to Sachi holding out his arms for her to come at him, "Ok, Sachi...Let's go find Oni," Bukotsu said as he looked up at Tomoro, "We'll find more about that code on your arm along the way alright?" Bukotsu said as he smiled warmly at her reassuring her he'd help her out as best he could.
Bukotsu seemed much of the same person he was when he met Tomoro, and much more mature as a person, and a caring adult for Sachi.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 4:16 pm
"Yes.." Tomoro said, turning a light pink. "Let's find Oni, okay, Sachi? Do you have any idea where she might be?" Tomoro felt the lotus, stroking its petals slightly; it added a whole new color to her headband, which only consisted of white and black. She smiled hesitantly at Buktostu, and waited to find out where Sachi claimed Oni was; it would be too embarrasing if she headed the other direction. In a way... I dragged both of these people into my mess... if I had only stayed in the greehouse, silent, none of this would be happening.. and I wouldn't know the horrors my father unleashed. I guess this is what it means when they say curiosity killed the cat.
"Bukotsu..." Tomoro said softly, trying not to let Sachi hear. "I'm... sorry I dragged you into this. You could be off somewhere else with someone, having fun.... but you're helping Sachi and I instead. You can go on if you wish to... I can figure things out..." What is 'fun?' I've never used that word in my life. I certainly wouldn't describe that about me. I'm more of a 'morbid, grotesque' person... ugh. I'm beginning to take after dad. Must be the black outfit. I should be more outgoing, too... I have a long way to go if I want to change...
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 4:56 pm
As Tomoro and Bukotsu talked to each other, Sachi tried her best to track down Oni. While she, Bukotsu, and Tsuda were in the Training Hall, she had felt the presence of 'The Eyes'. Sachi believed that her sight giver was somewhere near there. "I think we'll find Oni somewhere near the Training Hall.... I just dont know exactly where. I felt 'The Eyes' were close when you meant to spar with Tsuda.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 8:41 pm
Looking at the boy strangely, Yume wondered if catnip had that storng of an effect on even half cat half humans...apparently, it did...but, what did she know? She'd been living in Hades with her father for the past 17 years, and only bathing in the River Styx when no-one was around. " Well, I'm a new student here also, but I can use my tracking abilities to find the nearest exit." she suggested.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 8:57 pm
"U hh yeah that would be great", he said slurring his words slightly now. "oohh damn.... catnip is like alchol to my kind by the way", he said tottering all over the place.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 10:31 pm
"Strange... I didn't see you at all in there, Bukotsu. I was there just a while ago, too... some weird man dressed in black repeated himself over and over, saying how I should join him or something... strange guy. His name was Mergex, or something? I don't know, he said that I will bow down before him, and soon be his pawn. Freaky stuff." Tomoro fluffed up her hair, and began to head eastward toward the Training Hall, where Oni could be found. I wonder what this girl is like... she thought. I hope she's not conceited or anything.... that would be quite bad. Judging from what Sachi said, however, she sounds pretty kind... Tomoro looked back at Bukotsu and Sachi, her short skirt grazing in the wind, her metal plates along her hips clanking slightly.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 11:27 pm
Yume used her tracking senses to hunt down the nearest exit, and slung her companions' arm around her shoulders. " Here, I'll help you...since catnip is like a drug for you, I don't want you to collapse somewhere just like that...! That'd just worry me to death!" Yume laughed a little and helped her companion to the door, which was a little towards the faint smell of catnip, and to the right, which was the exit, and...the pot of...catnip...it's a wonder they put it by the door...considering how many half human half animals were in this school..." Here, use my handkercheif to screen your breathing. It's specially made for situations like this!" She held out her handkercheif.
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