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Yoshimi wandered out of the girl's dorm, and out into the court Yards.
There was a nice summer breeze, and the sky was virtually cloudless. There where only a couple of guys in vision, at the moment.
One looking lost, and the other, she could've sworn was a dog a moment ago. There where trees everywhere, and plenty of grass.
Yoshimi sat down on the lawn, and leaned her back against the nearest tree, which happened to be a red maple.
The weather was relaxing. it took alot of the stress of leaving her friends and family away. There was just somthing about being alone, that kept Yoshimi from smiling at the moment.

Her empty palm was left to rest on the flattened concrete of the fountain's ring, as she leaned back somewhat, ignoring the light sprinkle her wings felt. As water did begin to collect in droplets upon her angelic appendages, she would outstretch her wings, allowing the sunlight to silhouette her creamy feathers, before running a shudder through them. This kept the burdening water from forming into large clumps, as she really didn't need that form of extra water weight. There was a mix of scents within the air, that almost seemed to lull her into a quiet daze, as she remained still (and retaining some of her own green tea scent). Lavender first penetrated her nostrils, then cherry blossoms yet again, and other extraordinary flowers such as chrysanthemums and lilies. There was always a clashing of swords, or grunts brought on from strenuous work. The swordsmen and women were determined and unflinching in their persistence. Lenair simply found herself transfixed by their display, she herself had never been able to wield a sword. Her mother had, in the past, for she had been a trained assassin. How Lenair had found out, rather spooked her. It had been within a dream, a nostalgic one that would have been more fit for Sharlene (her mother) than her very own daughter. Her parents had always strived to keep their pasts a secret from her, so that her life could be relatively normal; but all attempts had failed definitely. When the thought that having the life of a halfling would shy or deter her from wanting to live, she would have actually embraced it wholly (as she did now). When knowing that your parents were a renegade angel and an assassin, the thought would have made her feel a bit alienated from other children. But on the contrary, Lenair would have only desired to know more about the parents that she loved unconditionally, not really caring what had been done in the past. "People make mistakes... even angels do... we're all fallible," she lightly murmured. "It would not have made a difference, I... I wanted to embrace it all because I love you..." She did not blame her parents for the life they tried to maintain from her, but she almost wished it could have been different. Her eyes had ceased to shine with their current happiness, as they became crestfallen, with her azure gaze directed towards the lower concrete. The finch seemed to study this change noticeably, ignoring the birds that continued to bathe near the fountain. Dulcet and bubbling chirps seemed to emit from its beak, as its chest seemed to puff out in an array of feathers. The peaceful cries did not seem to penetrate her current moment of depression, she remained as she was, as though buried within thought or a nostalgic memory. But this finch was determined, as it became a bit impatient and flew downward, as it rested near her earthbound hand. It did not properly judge its next motion, as it pecked teasingly at her hand, and received the direly desired response. Lenair's brows furrowed slightly as she yelped from the repetition of the pecks, as they became a bit more demanding. She lifted her hand, bringing it towards her torso as she gazed at the bird in question and also annoyance. "You are one strange finch... that kind of hurt, you know..." Her eyes never neglected that expression, as the bird seemed to shy away slightly, as though being punished by its own parent. But Lenair could not maintain the gaze for long, it had only wanted to bring her out of her gloom. Her eyes softened, as a light and dulcet giggle rolled from her lips. Her once tauntingly pecked hand traversed over the fountains bubbling water, as she grinned in a light manner. Her palm began to spin lightly, hovering above the surface of the water. The underlying waters soon began to imitate her motion, as she released a small sample of her energy through her fingers. It was a simple skill, water bending, as it came with the manipulation of the element. Gradually, she began to lift her palm, and soon, a narrow stream of rotating water followed her hand obediently.

The waters perpetually fell onto the birds, until about an ounce of the liquid was left within the diminishing circle. From there, Lenair allowed the small sprinkle to stop, as she brought her staff towards the edge of the fountain, allowing it to lean up against the fortified concrete. She soon released her staff, and left it resting there, as her subsequent hand joined the former puppet master. They both soon encompassed the water, while giving her eyes a downward view of what amount remained. She soon shifted her hands, allowing her finger tips to brush up against each other as well as the ends of her palm. Her thumbs were left separated. The water soon began to emulate her pseudo-heart formation, morphing into the valentines' emblem, as it also rippled, as if to imitate heart beats. These had been the basics of her training when she was younger, learning to mold different shapes from her two akin elements, water and wind. But there was not much that she could form with wind, other than twisters, but there were many uses for wind. As in using it as a sharp blade, a device for ridding an area of turbid smoke or fog, assistance in her air travels, and also forming a sphere of protection. She was only now practicing with the element so that she could break a person's concentration and defense possibly. But more and more, she found herself wondering what her staff was capable of, as it had belonged to her father, and he had once been a member of the Water Hierarchy of Angels. Lenair pivoted her waist about as she held her slightly cupped hands over the fountain. The water heart was still kept within its shape, even as stray droplets pierced through it, only to fall through the liquid creation. Her hands soon parted away, allowing the remaining ounce or so to join its brethren within the fountain. "Waste not one drop..." The alien birds had by now flown away, as they witnessed an end to their free shower; only her familiar finch remained. Her gentle sapphire gaze touched the bird in a showing of endearment, as she smiled jocundly, titling her head slightly to the side as her palms rested against the stone once again. There was a shift within her short azure hair, as one single length hovered against her right eye and partially over her rosy lips. Her skin somewhat paler than usual, despite the grand light that was received from the sun. The finch simply showered her with gentle chirps as she gazed down at the sprightly creature. "You know, " she began, "I would like to call you something other than 'little finch'." The bird only imitated her head motion, as though it were left within a mist of quandaries. "So... I think that I will call you Haruna. A female name since I can tell by your color in general that you are not a male." Now, it only mattered as to if Haruna would see Lenair occasionally, that would determine the bird's status, whether it is a friend or an acquaintance. Even if she were only a bird, Lenair would consider her to be a kind companion, for she had been sent for a reason. Lenair had sensed it earlier, it was so that she could avoid dwelling into her own gloom, thus also ending whatever progress in character development there could have been. But Lenair only hoped that the bird would not be like soma, an intoxicating distraction. God... you must understand... some pains I must overcome alone. But either way, I thank you for this bird.

Nohea walked onto the courtyard and looked around.

Wow!! This courtyard is beautiful!!

Nohea ran up to the big tree in the center of the courtyard. When she got there she looked up into the tree. There were, what seemed like, hundreds of branches, just waiting to be climbed on. She took Popoki off her shoulder, where he had been sitting, and put him under her arm. She then touched the tree. Suddenly the tree began to shake slightly, and bumps seemed to form all over it, making a line up to the first branch. Nohea began to climb up the tree, using the bumps like a ladder. When she got up to the first branch she turned around and touched the tree again. The bumps began to dissapear, from the bottom up. The branch was just big enough for her to lay on it so Nohea layed down, setting Popoki, her doll, down on her chest. She put her hands behind her head and closed her eyes, relaxing.

Ahh, I'll just stay here all summer

Nohea giggled, causing Popoki to fall onto her neck. The glowing stone she wore on a chain around her neck flashed brightly as Popoki touched it when he fell.

"What the-" Nohea started, but suddenly the branch broke, dropping Nohea and Popoki. Nohea was too surprised to scream, she closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around herself, waiting to hit the ground. When she didn't feel any sharp pain or hard ground under her she opened one eye. She was floating, about 3 feet off the ground, face down, in a round purple-ish shield.

"How am I doing this?" Said Nohea, the shield then popped, like a bubble, and Nohea fell with a small "Oof" onto the soft green grass. She stood up and shook her head, then brushed off the grass that was on her blue skirt. She picked up Popoki and inspected him.

"Was it you?" she said softly.

Nohea shrugged and put him on her shoulder.

"Well lets just stick to the ground then." Nohea said to Popoki as she sat under the tree. She took a deep sigh and closed her eyes. The sun shone through the green leaves of the tree, giving her a comforting feeling, causing her to slowly drifted off to sleep.

Nohea was laying under the big tree, quietly sleeping as the moon smiled down upon her. Her eyes opened slightly, she saw that the courtyard had become dark and cold. The only light that shone was the cresent moon and the bright stars in the sky. Nohea sat up and leaned against the tree, rubbing her eyes.

"Wow....its night already? I must have been sleeping for a while....." Nohea said, reaching over to pick up Popoki.
"Guess we'd better head back." she said, holding on to the tree to lift herself up. Then she made her way across the courtyard to the girls dorms, stretching and yawning.

((still light here too, sweatdrop but Matsumi was describing it to becoming night fall, so I went with it, hahaha sweatdrop ))

Popoki, Nohea's small white kitty doll, walked into the dark courtyard. He wobbled a bit because he had just come alive awhile ago from the mysterious stone necklace that Nohea put around his neck. He looked around the courtyard as he walked along the soft grass. Since he was now a real cat, and not stuffed fabric, he could see in the dark. His light blue eyes were wide so that he could see his suroundings. Popoki spotted the goth-looking ballerina girl on the statue,

Hmm, maybe she can help me

He trotted over and sat down infront of the fountain and tilted his head to the side, hoping to be noticed.

After a while after sitting under the lone tree.Daizuke's stomach grumbled and he realized he was hungry."Hmmm...Do I have enough money to buy food"he asked himself as he checks his wallet."Hmm....seems to be enough"

He stood up and started walking to the mall to get some grub.