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 Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 7:57 pm
Located on the Archer property, this garden has been open to the public for nearly fifty years. Here, the public is free to take in the contained but freely-and-loving-grown flowers from all over the realms. Trees, plants and topiaries are also in abundance. Weddings, parties and social gatherings have been organized here. Scattered around the gardens were simple signs:Please refrain from plucking or destroying any of the plants, flowers, or other foliage. Also resist the temptation of littering. Insects live here, too!
~Garden Caretaker
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 7:58 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 7:26 am
Then she remembered something in his eyes in which he felt a little disgust. She remembered him saying that he wouldn't be any better than all the other piggish gentlemen that wanted to buy her. She was happy when he said that, when he recounted his faults. A few minutes passed by when she scooted a little closer to him and said, "Um... Huey? If you think I am going to judge you for buying me out of here, you're wrong. It's just--" she stopped for a moment and felt something that she missed for so many years; the outdoors. Suddenly she went to her corner and looked out the window as the rolled down. She peeked her head and her lips parted, intaking the fresh air, the blessed oxygen from the foliage nearby. They must be close to Archer's Gardens. She didn't want to stop anywhere else but there.
She then turned back wards and gently tugged at Huey's shirt, a gentle tug, a tiny movement to beckon attention. "Huey. Please. Let's stop here? Please I don't want to go anywhere else but the gardens. A little run. Please? Please?" she then decided to use her best weapon, one that didn't work on the people that captured her but should at least work on him. She sat where she was like a doll but it was as though her eyes loomed at him. She was pulling the Puppy Eyes stunt on him. Her eyes were crystal clear and greener than the trees and grass outside and one can see that life was springing and flowing back in them as they grew wider and wider, pleading.
Quote: "Speech" is in "#604039".'Thoughts' is in '293500'.
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 7:26 am
 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxYou’re not the only one with a gun for a mouth.
Then without warning, she was staring right at him. His eyes widened with surprise before he turned away, only to look back a few seconds later to see a longing, no, need in them. Knuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel, something within him stirred and it took everything in him to keep them from veering off the road. Goddammit. She'd be the death of him.
Huey. Please. Let's stop here? Please I don't want to go anywhere else but the gardens. A little run. Please? Please?
Ariadna did not need to pull the puppy-eyed stare, he would have stopped even without her asking. The car came to halt in a not-so-far-off parking lot. He quickly put it in park and turned the ignition off with a turn of a key. "Whatever you want," after all, she had nothing. Long legs stretched as they rose from the vehicle, Huey walked around to her side, and opened the door. "If you start to get thirsty or anything, let me know. I can get us something."
As she stepped away from him, the young man moved behind of the dryad. "Wait," was all he whispered into chestnut waves. An aura of lavender and vanilla-blend wafted off the fair woman as the back of his hand brushed against the nave of her neck. The collar was no longer needed. With anticipated eagerness he roomed her bindings, he broke the seals that kept her powers at bay. Velvet braces fell to the ground in a hushed clink. She had complete freedom. If she chose to run, now was the time. He'd understand if she did, but part of him hoped she wouldn't.
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 10:28 am
She gave Huey a large smile and the shining hope in her eyes grew brighter than ever for the first time in her life since several years. "Thank you so much, Huey!" she said and she turned around and pranced about in the garden. She stopped midway in the garden without turning back as she took off her shoes a bit and walked on the grass. It was amazing. Never before has she appreciated the grass tickling in between her toes than ever before. Then she walked towards the small lake and looked back at the man that freed her.
She held a smile, feeling encouraged and she turned back and dipped her toe in the water. Feeling satisfied with the temperature she picked up the frills of her dress so that it went all the way up to her knees and she decided to relax and dip her feet in. She sat on the grass that was as soft as a bed and felt happy at this feeling. She listened to the little sparrow that chirped and hopped around her.
But then, another dark thought occured through her mind. Well not that dark but rather inquisitive? She had been planning to run free and away again. But then what? All her sisters were captured? Should she risk finding them again? What if she gets captured again? And then she will have to repeat the whole scenario all over again. But even if she was no longer captured and somehow found a small time job in the city, then she'll be all alone. And what of the man that generously bought her? He wasn't restraining her at all. In the end, 'What am I going to use this freedom for?' she thought. And to her horror she realized that she no longer understands what it is like to have this much of liberty. It made no sense to her and made her feel lost. There was happiness but only so short lived.
She didn't want to live alone. But... it didn't mean that she won't keep to her promise of her being a moody and sometimes spiteful young lady at times. She looked back at Huey, considering him and finally accepting him as her new... what? Friend? Partner? Companion? Something along those lines. She didn't call out to him. She didn't wave at him. She just looked at him from where she sat.
Quote: "Speech" is in "#604039".'Thoughts' is in '293500'.
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 3:13 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxYou’re not the only one with a gun for a mouth. "Yep, anytime I guess," he mumbled as she took off, darting in one direction then the other. Leaving him to his own device.
Look at your future.
Huey watched her romp around like a small child, his hands tucked away in his pockets. He just stood there, teal eyes following every movement perfectly. She stood at the edge of the water, testing it before looking back to him. I don't wanna feel. He smiled, nodding in an awkward way as she turned her back to him. Paint the smiles on our heads. Huey began to stroll along the winding path, the rubber soles of his sandals kicking pebbles and dirt in every direction. I dreamed of the pretty buildings. As he reached the same patch of grass as she, he removed his shoes. Leaving the pair there as his long feet pressed against the green tendrils. Still, he said nothing. When you reach the top, throw yourself off.
Huey eased himself down and sat at the pond's brim. His tan feet disappeared into the aquamarine liquid. It was cool, nice for the hot temperatures of summer. Let's talk about it. "This place is nice. I'm glad you like it." Huey looked at her then turned back to the beauty before him. It was a plague, a sickness rising up from his stomach and into his throat. He almost wanted to vomit. "You are free to go if you want. If you want to stay with me for awhile til' you get on your feet..uh..you can. It wouldn't be a problem. I have a small plot north of here. It is pretty far out but it is really peaceful. Unless you don't want to, I can take you wherever." I fall down from my pedestal. "Uh, Ariadna?..." He couldn't tell if she was listening or stunned. You know it hurts like hell. Maybe it was that power thing she had mentioned before or a mediation technique. He wasn't sure until she spoke. Huey would look back at the buzzing dragonflies fluttering above the lily pads. The whole place had a sugary sweet smell to it. Lady bugs and bees zipped through the air, roaming from plant to plant. One of the little red critters even landed on his knee. It circled, round and round until flying off.
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 3:32 pm
"I think... I want to stay with you for a while. I don't have a college degree and I don't have a job, no proper formation, so quiet frankly I wouldn't no where to go or even where to start," she paused and sighed a little at that. "I thought I used to know so much about life but now I see that I know nothing and I might have to start from zero. A new beginning. That's nice. I like the sound of that."
She found her slippers and put them back on gently before getting up and stretching her arms and back. "The place you live in sounds lovely. I would like to see it. Ah, I hope its not inappropriate to ask but do you live alone? Do you have family members? You already know a fair bit of my history, so I think it's only fair that I get to know my generous freedom giver, no?" she asked, a playful smile playing on her lips. How she looked forward to start a new life. Then she was distracted by a monarch butterfly, it was large and beautiful in which she slightly jolted her shoulder as she looked at it. "Ooh. Hello!~" she giggled, feeling it tickle down her arm before flitting away from her finally, her eyes followed the monarch.
Then she saw some people riding a bike and into a specially green area. She wondered if it was a garden forest. "Can we go there? It looks like a forest? I was wondering if people have been chopping them down but it seems that the are being considerate and growing new trees to? Can we go there?"
Quote: "Speech" is in "#604039".'Thoughts' is in '293500'.
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Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2013 4:47 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxYou’re not the only one with a gun for a mouth.
Can't you feel me reaching to you? Can't you?
She looked dazzling, more radiant than any other woman he had even seen. He has definitely seen a fair share of women before. Huey had been in love once before. When he was seventeen. She had been a classmate, a bright girl with copper colored hair and a cute smile. He was still in that awkward stage in his life, still blanketed by the loss of his parents. Perhaps she pitied him. When they had finally came to the point of no return, he felt nothing but her warm flesh. There was no spark or magical moment of undying love. No virtuous insight of the powers that be. He didn't even finish. This moment wasn't like that at all.
The light was shining perfectly down on Ari, casting a hazy halo around the crown of brunette curls. The way she shifted, the drapes of dress caught a dewy sheen and bellowed quietly. His eyes widened taking in her form. His heart stopped and for what seemed like eternity, if only, she was longer in slow motion. Words sped from her moving lips, he couldn't focus on what they were, only the pink vessels that parted in breath and speech.
Then she wasn't even near him, a being of fleeting naturism. "Uh, what? Oh, yeah." He stood, wet feet making a muck of the grass and dirt. he quickly put on his sandals, adjusting the strap along the back. She was already heading in, and he made a quick jog to catch up. "The only family I have left is my grandmother and she is ill. I stay in our summer house. Um, yeah. Other than that, not a whole lot." He had no idea what he was going on about now. Leaves waved in the breeze, one or two falling from their safety to the mulch below. Tiny critters skittered to and fro, darting into the shadows as they encroached on their space. Mushrooms sprouted from the cages of trees, their tops bright red with white spots. This was a path not many traveled. It wasn't exactly a well known quality of the human race to simply enjoy what they had and admire what was around them. Most did not have such simple lives due to the daily grind to provide. "How long has it been since you've been outside?" It appeared to be quite some time.
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 11:05 am
"It's been a while. Like I said, I couldn't keep track of time in that place. Say? What year is it today? I think I might be nineteen now. Or am I eighteen? Did they keep a record of what my age would be when you filled out the forms and asked to visit me?" she paused in silence and looked down sadly, "It's sad isn't it? We know we stopped at a certain age, right? But once our rights of freedom has been taken away from us and we aren't provided with calenders we just can't keep track anymore. We feel not only stuck in a place, but in time as well," she looked at the green surroundings imagining herself to still be with her sisters in this beautiful green forest. They would be playing hide and seek by now.
This gave her the idea of switching subjects. "I heard that you are a fighter in the cage. Doesn't it scare you? Ever? That you might be beaten bloody and left there in a... a," she shivered at that horrid picture of metal bars to keep the slaves in place, "Um. Cage," she finished bluntly. "What about your friends? Do you have friends? I had... in my sisterhood. Maybe you have a girlfriend? Yeah, I must have. You definitely have. Because well... hm. You're ..." she scrunched up her nose at him, as if in a bit of disgust, "A pretty boy with muscles."
She then ran to the other direction laughing at his face when she made that insulting remark, wondering if he plays, 'Tag, you're it!'
She thought she would be spiteful, mean, absolutely horrible and full of struggles and fights with her future master to find her way to escape. But instead what happened was a man came to her, a kind man and he offered her freedom, he bought her the way out, even offered her the choice, felt guilty for buying her even and is treating her like an equal. She wondered what everything she has experienced spoke of her and she wondered if she would have prefered the other way. Normally she would be the whimsical type, sometimes like a capricious woman.
She would flee from him, not caring if she hurt his feelings, once she got the chance. She really doesn't know if she should hate him or like him for making things to complicated for her dryad mentality. Or perhaps she was selfishly wanting to be a little more selfish.
Quote: "Speech" is in "#604039".'Thoughts' is in '293500'.
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 4:29 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxYou’re not the only one with a gun for a mouth. The questions, so many as she spun and skipped about in a childlike fashion. He tread beside her, hands buried into his pockets since there was nothing else to do with them at the moment. "Uh, 2013...they didn't say how old you were exactly. It was more of an guesstimate, and then, well, you don't exactly look it. I'm not sure," her looked to her as her face turned down. "That is pretty shitty." Sticks and mulch crunch below his feet, the path grew thinner. He drew closer to the dryad but careful not to bump into her as she looked to day dream.
"Oh yeah," she brought him back around to more questions, to which he answered with a laugh. "No, I'm not scared. It is...exhilarating. You have the crowd around you cheering, and if some s**t goes down the ref is always there. Most of the time an opponent tries to pin you against the fencing but if you are good and know how to get out of a grapple, you will be fine." She wouldn't know what a grapple is most likely, the concept of the finesse of fighting seemed foreign to her. "I have some. We hang out every so often, I dunno. I'm usually training and stuff." A girlfriend..ha! "Well I can assure you that I'm not always so 'pretty' but no, I currently do not have a girlfriend. Why are you-"
Then she was off, blocking his curiosity. Twisting and turning through the trees, smiling in the most devious fashion. "Ariadna?" She was running, further ahead. Huey laughed, gathering up speed as he started to run after the forest dweller. He ducked under branches, sprinting through briars, weaving in and out as they descended deeper into the unknown woods. "Hey Ouch! Ari-" this is poison ivy! Goddammit! "Hey wait!" That is gonna suck later! Pushing himself, swift legs beating down against the moss-covered ground. His chest heaved, expanding as his jaw tightened and nostrils flared at the forced increase of air. His hand reached out, extending towards her as she was within grasp. Suddenly, he was forced forward, tackling her. They go rolling, sprawling out on green pastors. Huey's hands were firmly planted above each of her shoulders, his face inches from hers, and his knees riddled with blood and dirt.
"I..uh..Ariadna."
A right palm worshiped the royal flush of her fair cheek, sweeping an unruly lock of hair out of the way. Kiss her. Don't kiss her! Heuy... Every muscle in the fighter's body would seize and harden as he stared into the greenest wells he has ever seen, he could get lost in them. Still, he leaned in, hovering above her parted mouth. "I only want you," now he wasn't the type to force a girl, but the urge to grab her and kiss her was to the breaking point any guy could stand. Whether she slapped him or accepted the kiss was another matter all together. Clearly this was his moment of weakness.
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 2:46 pm
She ceased her laughing as she inhaled more of his breath inside her, their faces were so close. He smelled slightly of aftershave mixed with ash which wasn't too bad a smell, well, save for the ash part. As a dryad she has never been fond of that stuff even if tobacco were plants. But now wasn't exactly the time to be worrying about his health. There passed a moment of silence and looking deeply into each others eyes. His face loomed over hers and all she could see was an entire arabian sea, turquoise in its glory, a world of breeze and waves trapped in his irises. She caught her breath and blushed feeling the intimacy of this position; it was starting to get awkward. But then she was caught off guard of what he just said.
'Want... Want... It's that word. It's that word that let me know that I was going to get into trouble. My sisterhood grew me up to believe that when a man wants her, she better watch out. But if its a good time, she can be curious but it never hurts to be cautious. I am feeling this right now. I... Do I want him?'
Realizing full well that she will only hurt him with her indecisiveness she decided to be selfish about it and turned her face and felt his lips lightly brush against her cheek, refusing the kiss. She didn't slap him. She didn't scream. She just laid there still for a moment. 'Crap I told him that I want to be with him but not like that!' Her breathing quickened its pace and she just turned her face to look back at him apologetically. "I'm sorry. But I don't want anyone. No harsh feelings against you. I can't... want anyone. Its complicated but I'm sure someday you will understand why I am being so capricious."
Quote: "Speech" is in "#604039".'Thoughts' is in '293500'.
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 12:00 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxYou’re not the only one with a gun for a mouth.
Now I don't know what to do...
Dry lips caressed the skin, a feathery brush. It wouldn't even count as a kiss. Huey pulled back, his head hung heavily in what one would presume as embarrassment. "No. No. I'm sorry. That-t was completely uncalled for. It won't happen again." Carefully, he rose. Dirt clung to his palms and bloody knees. He brushed most of it off his hands with a quick swipe to his shorts, but his knees were another matter. He'd have to clean them with a disinfectant, and that was all at home.
When he finally looked up, she had already stood without a helping hand. Huey offered a small smile, a civility. "You wanna head back to my place now? We can always grab your stuff and whatever in the morning." His legs locked and he quickly looked down at his knees again. Tiny nats flew around the rich red fluid. It wouldn't be surprising if a mosquito showed up, they were common during the summer season, and neither one of them was wearing bug repellent. Ariadna likely did not even need any. "You okay? I didn't hurt you did I?" A stained hand racked the jet tufts of hair, they were unruly and flopped back into place. Besides, it was also getting late and he needed sleep after not getting any last night.
"I have some extra toiletries that you can use until we get yours. You should make a list of what you want, that way we don't forget anything," he chirped. If she wanted to stay here a bit longer, that was fine but he started back to the car. Huey was sure that he had some fast food napkins stuffed in his glove compartment. At least they could wipe up some of the oozing trails of blood running down his leg in slow streams. "I need to clean up before I make a mess everywhere." Sandals trudged along in the dirt, kicking away random debris. Pardon me while I burst. The walk back was awkward, a knife could slice the tension and silence like butter. It was thick, muggy, and he just wanted to forget the whole damn thing. Stupid. You freaking moron. A sigh lingered, he shook his head to dissipate it. When he returned to the sleek vehicle, he opened up her door then ventured to the driver's side. He knew the napkins were somewhere and sure enough they were in the center console. Never be the same.
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 12:36 pm
She could only hope that he remains that way. She went insid the car and she sat next to him and put on the belt. She thought about how her day went as she leaned her head against the ground. She vaguely listened to him about her making her own shopping list but right now she just wants to relax. She didn't think she could get tired of running around after so many years, so many months, so many weeks, and so many days; eventually mounting the several long and hard hours that she had to endure being cooped up in a room, seeing the same white walls everyday when she woke up, the salt crusting on her face and grating her skin as she moved a single muscle.
But that was yesterday. No, not even yesterday. That was ages ago. She smiled happily and said, "Huey, I am going to thank you every day in my prayers for being so thoughtful. But let's just go home and we can think about it... Funny thing is I hardly need soap. Just water. Shampoo prooves to be useful to me but tiny amounts, otherwise that's poison for the hair, what with all the chemicals and what not. So... I am happy that this time I can manage to cook up my own shampoo; that way I can live easily." She was feeling better and better at the little things that is going to change her life. It was silly! But it was perfect.
"But you have to let me heal your knees first, okay?" she tilted her head with a small, genuine smile, the emeralds sparkling playfully in her eyes.
Quote: "Speech" is in "#604039".'Thoughts' is in '293500'. shut up hamlet I think it is good for now here, we can now move to his grandmother's house. owo
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Posted: Sun Aug 04, 2013 4:18 pm
x
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And that`s all I want. I like being happy. I want to make others happy.  ──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── x
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Cythoe was both surprised and pleased to hear that he wanted to visit the gardens they had. While her own were much more extensive, woods and all, it was still a pretty place here and she could understand that he would want to enjoy himself before being cramped up in a car for more time. Smiling, she crossed her arms. "You would buy clothing and other necessities in the shops," she explained, working on one thing at a time. "But as I said, we can do such things elsewhere, it isn't a priority." She waved a hand dismissively once again, looking around. There were a few people going in and out and she knew they weren't allowed to linger very long once she had purchased him. Go to the other areas, of course, but not just stand around outside talking. Pursing her lips as she thought, the Dryadalis gestured to the car. "Come on, I'll have Joseph drive us to the gardens and we can spend some time there before going home." That said, Cythoe waited until he got into the car before sliding in after him, shutting the door. Joseph had already heard the conversation and started the car up, pulling away from the Hotel for good.
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It was a short drive to the gardens and Cythoe chatted happily to Jaq as they rode, clearly happy to have someone to talk to. "I think you'll like my estate. I have plenty of woods, and a huge garden," she told him, although it would be silly to expect anything else of a Dryadalis. She was a creature of nature, the idea that she would live anywhere away from it was ridiculous. "You'll have your own bedroom and such, and you have free rein of the estate, you can do as you like. There isn't anywhere off-limits, but I do request you be careful in my hothouse. Everything in there is very picky and they don't like strangers much," she continued, crossing her legs calmly and thinking on what else there might be that she should tell him on the short ride. There wasn't much, at least that she could think of, and Joseph was pulling up to the gardens before anything else came to mind anyway. Brightening, she didn't bother to wait for him to open the door and hopped out as soon as the car was stopped, stretching and taking a deep breath. It really was a beautiful place, even if it wasn't that large.
Humming cheerfully to herself, she waited until Jaq got out of the car to look over her shoulder at him, smiling widely. "Is this good for you? Come along, we can walk and talk or whatever you like," Cythoe suggested. She was a touchy-feely sort of person, but didn't take that liberty with the summoner yet, instead of grabbing his arm and dragging him around with her. She wasn't sure how he would react to that, so kept her hands to herself. Cythoe was simply a happy person who enjoyed physical contact with others, as she rarely had it, but was also more than aware of personal boundaries and wouldn't go invading them.
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x ────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── Status: Found what I wanted! <3xxxLocation: The gardensxxxCompany: Jaq Egzist I figured moving them was better than giving you a half-a** post. ><
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 1:51 pm
A Fallen Prince... A Furious Summoner...
Welcome Prince Jaq to the world of Slavery
Jaq breathed in the air before eying the metalloid. It was weak pollen wise and held more smoke and pollution. The prince gagged. He couldn't stomach the smell and took short breaths instead. “I will not.” He uttered in response. Jaq had his eyes once more on the car. His eye narrowed as he was once in one. The day his uncle bound him and allow those people to take him. Jaq sighed as he looked over the metal with rubber attached to it. He had to get in else the hotel may end up with him once again. He loathe the idea of this metal thing. Why couldn't they stick with Feras like the Great Mother intended? Each living thing had a purpose...Jaq stopped his thoughts before getting into the unfeeling thing eying Cythoe with a raised brow. Humans shopped and drove these things. Jaq wasn't too thrilled as he was used to trading or growing crops...having the Magus give his people items. He was not going to buy items that were made with the Fera without permission nor was he going to waste the Dryadalis wealth."I'm fine with what I wear now." he insisted. Especially now that he was outside, out of the prison, and without that collar. He closed his eyes briefly before looking at Cythoe, "Thanks for having him remove it though you should have had them do that."
Once the car stopped Jaq nearly flew out before Cythoe uttered the words. The air was superb from what he'd been smelling for the last few months. There wasn't fabric or dust clouding the air. There was pollen and rustles of leaves. He ignored the laughter of people and those that ran about. The sounds of bird chirping. A sound people took for grated as they complain about the bird morning songs and chats. With a sign of ease, he went up to the nearest bush and didn't hesitate to start what he first tried upon entering the hotel. Wordlessly he crouched ignoring the Dryadalis for that moment to summon another. Her form escaped his form and manifested itself before him glancing at Cythoe curious. Then as her eyes landed on Jaq smiling as she hadn't seen him for weeks now, she grimaced sensing his change and frowned at the untidiness of his clothes. In that moment the blood stain was removed and he looked like he was brand new. He bow his head thanking the goddess of cleanliness, Hygieia. He was just curious as how the Dryadalis would react to this. The way he didn't ask nor did he cared. Would she going to get annoyed at his words?
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