Trisha

[Kara Winters]

{:About Trisha:}

Name: Trisha
Stage: Adult
Date of Birth: March 29th, 2006

Likes: Flowers, art, painting and nature.
Dislikes: Unknown
Magic Words: Trisha triple magicu
Spells: "Flowers grow"

About:
Well... let's see.... about myself, I'm the third eldest in my family chronologically speaking, while at the same time I'm the second eldest phyiscally. Yes, I know that doesn't make much sense, normally we just go by who arrived first, but that tends to confuse everyone.

I like to draw, to paint really, but I think I like more tangible forms of art, I don't know why really. I do like flowers, which is why the only spell I know is how to make flowers grow.  

[Kara Winters]

{:Family:}

Treyz:
The 'eldest' son, though eldest is a relative term since he is actually six years old and the only one who grows at a normal pace.

Cinderella (Cindy):
She is a Hououza from the Magic Kingdom, and is the second child. The only girl in her family.

Triton:
The third child, a Neko Koneko who is considered the baby of the family, though he's quite mature and willing for his age.

Wish:
An angel Fluffy Cat, she is the oldest pet, and the wisest since her last growth, but she still deals with her mistakes as a teen.

Lily Mist:
My second Fluffy Cat only she is a fairie. Friendly, playful and perhaps a bit mischievious, Lily is really good at heart.

Raven:
Raven is my... shoulder demon to lack of a better term. His current status is the result of pissing off some higher demon lord.

Yukito & Yue:
The twin Seconds who are the newest addition to the family. How they are like is yet to be determined.

{:Wandering Blooms Inn:}

Wandering Blooms is where Kara originally lives, and where most of the interesting things take place. Though it is a place separate from the world of Seconds.  

[Kara Winters]

{:Trisha's Room:}

She now gets a room, it's a good thing this place is an inn, otherwise they would have to share rooms.




Watercolour paints and paper, something no artist can live without!



Her sketchbook, in case she sees something of interest to her.



Trisha's own jewellery collection.
 

[Kara Winters]

{ razz hoto Album:}

My personal pictures....

[x] This is a simple picture of my vase, did you know mom thought I was a normal vase so she put it into the display case?
[x] Feathers! Some of the pillows in the inn are stuffed with the feathers that came from my vase.
[x] I feel like an oldie when I look at this picture, because I'm one of the few Seconds that has no child stage.
[x] The first adult to exist in our world, it's kind of cool and my clothes now cover more!  

[Kara Winters]

{:The Portal:}

Worklog: March 24th, 2006

I was trying to re-create some old potions that were written down in my notebook, unfortunately I dropped a vital in the middle of creating a transportation potion. At any rate I ended up having a stain on my wall, which a few hours later turned into a portal.

Seeing as I have very little sense of self preservation I stepped through naturally and ended up in a completely different world. It wasn't empty by any means, in fact I ended up in a market (which for some odd reason accepts the currency I have). In fact I stopped by this small little stall selling vases and all sorts of little knickknacks. In fact....

I brought a vase from them, and a drapery with a lovely feather pattern on it, and some pearls. When I returned to the inn (the portal still there) I figured to put the vase in the display case down in the front. After all I did buy it because I thought it was pretty. I didn't really have a place to put my other items so I just stuck it into the vase.

Raven says there is a enegry coming off from the vase. I wonder if it is spelled.  

[Kara Winters]

{:Feathers:}

Worklog: March 26th, 2006

I guess Raven was right when he said there was something unusual about the vase. Two days after bringing it home with me the vase began to spit out white feathers and continues to do so as I write this entry. The feathers are the strangest things I have ever seen. They are so white that they seem to glow, or perhaps they are glowing it is hard to tell.

By the time evening fell I was forced to remove the vase from the display case and onto the counter before it filled the case up with feathers. The area where the vase is now held has to be swept every few hours otherwise it looks like a snowdrift.

It is hard to tell where these feathers are coming from, since it seems endless. The drapery and the pearls as far as I can tell do not seem to be affected by the feathers, but it is hard to tell with all the feathers flying into my face.

Well... I guess it means I should go down to the market and get some fabric to make pillows.  

[Kara Winters]

{:Surprise!:}

Worklog: March 29th, 2006

Well, this has been a most unusual day, it was a good thing the inn was closed down for most of the day so I could deal with my new problem. Her name is Trisha, or at least that is what I have decided to name her. She is a little angel girl that climbed out of the vase after two days of feather sprouting.

I decided to travel back into the world that Trisha came from to find out more about what happened. As it turns out all of the inhabitants of Trisha's world are born out of vases created by the three goddesses. Trisha really is a sweet little thing, and I hope she and the other children will get along.

I am going to have to look into creating a place for Trisha in both in my world and in her's. It is best I think she try to live in her world, for the sake of meeting others like her.  

[Kara Winters]

{:Silent One:}

Worklog: April 3rd, 2006

It has been a few days since Trisha came crawling out of the vase, and she does talk, though whispers more often than not I find. Though she interacts fine with the others (though it is hard to tell since she's only interacted with the other Seconds once or twice). Most of the time though she is a silent figure. Her actions speak louder than the words she says.

She giggles a lot, which lifts my soul and she's mainly at my side, or on my shoulder unless she has to do her studies. There is just something very innocent about her.  

[Kara Winters]

{:Flying:}

Worklog April 10th, 2006

Today we (Trisha and I) met the Goddess Scarlett in the sacred meadow. It was Trisha's idea really to get out and walk, she thought to cheer me up a bit, and help me move on. It was quite unexpected really to see the Goddess there. I don't think I'll ever get use to the idea of talking freely with the creators of this world. Though Scarlet was kind, though she had every reason to be. Trisha was her daughter after all.

That is right, her daughter, for it is Scarlet who creates all the angels and mermaids so in a way Trisha is her daughter. It delighted Trisha to see Scarlet again, and perhaps in a way it does not seem at all odd to her to have two mothers.

Trisha wanted to learn something today, I guess she's getting kind of jealous that everyone gets to learn something beyond the basics of writing and reading. So Scarlet decided to teach her how to fly properly. It was interesting to watch Trisha learn, in an almost adorable way.

Perhaps what made Trisha the most excited was being told that when there were other young Seconds she could teach them how to fly. It made Trisha happy to do something useful. In a way it made me feel relieved. At least now I know Trisha will have some direction in her life, something she had been lacking before. Though she is still quite young at this stage to have to be serious about it.  

[Kara Winters]

{:Good friends:}

Worklog April 16th, 2006

The one thing I worry about for all my children is that they'll be too sheltered, that they won't have any of the kind of friends they should be having. Cindy for example is quite sheltered from the other Hououza and only meets them every once in a while. Fortunately for Trisha, from the day she came out of her vase there has been one Second looking forward to seeing her. Which would be Celaria, the Second under the care of Star.

The two are actually close friends, which is sweet. Star even gave Trisha a pillow with her name written on it which was so cute. It was stuffed with her brother Doan's feathers which was neat.

Trisha is growing up and growing fast, yet she doesn't seem to really know what she wants to do. She could teach, there is always teaching....