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[natureprincess]

Something had not felt right that morning. The feeling had only increased when Erika had left her room. She associated the feeling with her apprehensions over Giovanni's presence, and paid it no mind at first. The feeling was suppressed until she crossed through the garden. No, something was wrong.

The crash from inside the green house sent her running.

Opening the door, she couldn't bring herself to bring her eyes from the floor. She didn't want to look up. Her fears were enough. The smell of loose potting soil was heavy in the air and shards of terra cotta were strewn near her feet. Erika took a few steps, gingerly reaching out and picking up the first plant that had been uprooted. "I'm sorry," she murmured, raising her gaze to the rest of the green house.

"I'm sorry."

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… I do not know who was responsible for the events in the green house this morning. I have no idea what your intentions were or if you accomplished them. I cannot begin to express my disappointment in the lack of respect that was shown towards the efforts of your classmates and the life their efforts made bloom.

Your actions are a reflection of your character, and I can only presume you have the same amount of respect for yourself as you do the things you've destroyed. Regardless, it would be my hope that someday you'll be above petty actions and apologize to those whose time and hard work you've wasted. That way I know who you are so I can slip you poison.

…

… I'm salvaging what I can, but there are a good deal that were lost. I… apologize.

Comments

[natureprincess]

[A somewhat bitter laugh.]

That's true. And for better reason now.

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

I bet it'll look great when it's done.

[natureprincess]

[Doop doop just ignore her wiping her eyes with her sleeve.]

It will be lovely.

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[Oh no she's crying. Brock touches her sleeve.]

Hey, it's all right. We'll fix it.

[natureprincess]

[She nods her head.]

I know. It will be fine. I just wish I could wake up from it.

THE GAYEST TAG

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

Come here.

[He pulls her into the gayest hug.]

It's okay if you want to cry.

WOW THAT WAS PRETTY GAY

[natureprincess]

[It is truly the gayest hug. Hope you don't mind that wet spot on your sweater, Brock. Brock's sweater became more powerful!]

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[Brock's sweater wants to learn the move Absorb. But, Brock's sweater already knows four moves. Delete an older move to make room for Absorb?

He is now suddenly feeling kind of awkward but he squeezes a little and pats her on the back.]

[natureprincess]

[She lingers a bit, composing herself and sniffling a little. She's just going to frown at the spot of wetness.]

My apologies.

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

No, it's okay. You don't have to be sorry.

[natureprincess]

[She'll just awkwardly push her hair behind her ear now.]

No, I... Thank you, Brock. You've been such a huge help.

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

It's no problem. Just let me know what I can do.

[natureprincess]

Anything at all, really.

[She's trying to figure out where to even start, looking over everything and looking a bit lost about it.]

Most of what I know can be saved has been... Now it just needs cleaned up before anything else.

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[He scrambles to his feet and gets a broom!]

[natureprincess]

[She takes a moment to get fully composed then follows suit! She goes around picking up more pieces of pottery.]

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

I left my apron in my dorm.

[natureprincess]

[Stops and stares.]

... Would you like me to see if we have spares?

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[Erika why are you staring everyone knows that gardening aprons prevent unfortunate soil mishaps.]

Oh, that's okay, I can find one.

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[Tadaaaah]

[natureprincess]

[It was just a very random statement okay. Have a tiny smile.]

I like the pink one better.