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Adam blinked as he the thought of eating reminded him of how hungry he was, he hadn't been able to find very decent food on the way here, "Actually, yeah, that sounds like a very good idea." He admitted with a small laugh as he waited for the indication that she had confirmed the fact she still wanted to go with him. He had a small smile on his face as he wondered if she had really enjoyed enough of this that she had wanted to stay with him for a bit.

"That way? Then let's go." He said with a smile in response to her happieness. He let go of his pendent that he was playing with and he waited for her to start leading them in the correct direction, also awaiting to see if she still had her abbundance of energy as always. Adam started to fold his wings across his back just to get them out of the way for the moment.

"Alright," Naomi nodded as she opened the door and slipped through, holding it for him as well while she glanced around the grounds again, just to make sure she really did know the way. She wasn't used to leading people around, but it was something she probably should learn to do, so she really didn't mind it now. She just smiled happily as she let the door close gently after he'd exited and turned to face a building in the not so far distance. She started walking, still keeping the map unfolded in front of her for reference.

Naomi tore her gaze from the map after deciding there was no way she could be wrong this time, and glanced over her shoulder to check if Adam was coming or not. She blinked a couple times as she saw he was slightly far behind and slowed her own pace very slightly, which was rather hard. She had a habit of bouncing around quickly and not waiting for others to catch up, and had been trying to change it for a while. She folded up the map now, deciding it was only getting in the way, and stuffed it back into her pocket where it'd sit until she needed it again.

[Thunderstorm! Hopefully I won't have to get off.]

Adam had slightly noticed as her pace suddenly slowed due to the fact that he was falling behind, and then realzied that they were almost there now. His pace quickened slitghtly at the thought of getting to eat some food after the long absense he had spent with out any real food. Just the thought made his stomach grumble in hunger, wondering what he could have to eat there. A small smile formed on his face as he hoped that they would at least have a good ammount of fruit, which Adam seemed to cherish as his favorite food.

Naomi glanced back at him again, and then to the doors as she nearly ran into them because she hadn't been looking. But she managed to stop just in time, her face slightly red from the near mistake. "A-ah, we're here..." she stammered slightly, eyes widened. She closed for a moment as she reached out and opened the door, once again finding herself holding it open for the both of them. She opened her eyes once more and smiled somewhat embarassed towards him before beginning to think to herself about what she wanted. It had to be something she hadn't had in a while...

[Next post dining hall? >.>]

It was too quiet for the elven lady to relax; something about silence caused Selene to tense and become ready for an attack of any kind. It was quite pointless to even try and droop into a light slumber now that those two students left to do something more interesting. Oh well. Selene scanned the room for a moment before lifting a delicate hand to rake back her silk locks, keeping them away from her mysterious, seawater hues. An exasperated grumble came from Selene as she did so. Her hair had always been a problem.

Her fingers curled around the edge of the metal table, and pulled her body across the smooth surface with ease. Her feet came into contact with the floor, a soft clicking of her boots made that certain to Selene. She rolled her shoulders backward as a lazy attempt to stretch, and then began to wander through the sanctity of the Greenhouse.

She weaved between the rows and rows of different foliage, eyeing each new species with her luminous eyes. This was spectacular. Every plant appeared the be the same at first glance, but if one moved closer to examine the plant, there would be one thing that made it a completely different genre. Some specfically were easy to tell the difference due to the extreme changes in color usage.

One that caught Selene's eye almost immeadiately was a small congregation of differently tinted Lilies; they were, ironically, Selene's favorite flower of all time. The mixture of: red, white, pink, and yellow had always made the elf wonder how such beauty was made from the rotten soil of Earth. Selene was taught never to question Mother Earth, and so, she never did. However this was something none of her clan could ever tell her. She has always been curious about it, but never would say anything. It was not her place to judge Mother Nature.

The flowers sparkled with newly placed moisture, making each petal more radiant than it would be on a normal basis. The texture was delicate as a child would be when death had been attracted to it. Limp, and yet a firm hold to keep itself together. It was a strong species, and so was Selene.

An index and thumb wrapped gingerly about the stem of a beautiful purple and white Lily, gently plucking it from the hearth. It matched her outfit so perfectly that Selene couldn't resist the temptation. She broke the roots away, allowing the yellowish green substance to ooze from the hole at the bottom. With a fluid motion she made its new home behind her cream colored ear. The fuzzy petals tickled Selene's cheek, causing her to giggle sheepishly for only a moment before regaining her composure. No one was around to see; there was no harm in giggling.

Selene's pointed ears twitched in irritation as the two voices clashed with the harmony of the Greenhouse, and nearly cause the elf to scream out in anger. These two obviously did not care that she was there as if her presence was not important; to hell with them both. How could anyone not notice her? Selene would make her presence quite clear in a moment, but she decided to listen to their odd conversation instead of acting so abruptly; Selene knew better than to react on emotion.

The several earrings that were hanging from each elven ear jungled lightly when she stood straight, every vertabrae seemed to crack as she rolled her delicate shoulders backward. Though Selene had a beauty no one could comprehend, she had a dangerous edge as well. Her hand rested on her exposed hip bone, her body weight shifting to the right. Her boot tapped lightly against the floor with a steady beat, but the heel echoed whenever it touched the ground; it showed she was aggitated with their rude entrance.

She loosened the white shawl covering her shoulders, allowing it slide off her shoulders and fall to the floor. Beneath the shawl was a low v-neck shirt with thick, black straps to keep her ample-sized breasts propped up against her sternum. Her sleeves clung to her upper arms, but then dropped into a flattering bell sleeve that hid both gentle hands when limp at her sides. The top barely covered her torso, cutting off beneath her bosoms where two silk, purple straps connected with her toned stomach before connecting to her skin-tight skirt. The flippant white cloth only covers her upper thigh, and pulls upward to give the appearence of a rippling effect, making it even shorter at first glance. The same purple fabric lines the hemming of the mini-skirt and pulls the entire outfit together.

However, most eyes would wander down to the swords resting at her left side, safely within its sheath. Selene never let the sword out of her sight since it was the only thing she kept before leaving home. It as extremely thin in appearence, but was always under-estimated just as Selene was; every time. Oh well, if they decided to start something then the elf would simply be ready. By this a hand rested on the sword just for comfort. She meant nothing by it, but it was something the girl did when she met new people. Friendly or not. Besides, the two gentlemen were obviously not poliete in anyway.

"Excuse me..but may I ask...who the hell are you?" Selene's accent was more of a French if one listened close enough; however, it did nothing to destroy her perfect speech. Luckily enough, but she was fluent with that language none the less. "The Greenhouse...is for peaceful people.." She snapped cruelly, running a hand through her blue-gray locks to keep them at bay for the time being.

Selene turned around to face the two and had to catch herself from vomitting all over the floor. The appearence of each made the elven women want to kill herself; absolutely awful. Her seawater hues glowed in exasperation, the Lilly behind her ear shifted uneasily, but Selene took no notice. "I am not sure you can exactly call me futile either. You're not exactly the greatest thing in the world." His words angered Selene to an extreme. She had said nothing and yet he dewcided to insult her anyway! How rude.

Her arms folded over one another as if afraid to touch either of them. Her expression however showed no signs of disgust, only anger and annoyance. "This place is supposed to be harmonious. I don't appreciate either of you comming here and disrupting the calm mood." Her glance shifted to Yusake for a moment before returning to the wounded one. These two were absolutely terrible creatures and should be buried within the earth so Selene, nor anyone else, would have to look at such horrid creatures.