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genessia2016-06-13 10:39 am
innocent_royal) wrote in genessia2016-06-13 10:39 am
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Who: Anastasia Leonheart & Terra Branford
Where: Terra's flower shop.
When: Some time after first meeting each other.
[After having a couple of new magical malfunctions very close to each other, including one that resulted in one of her cute outfits being set on fire, Anastasia had better stop letting time run its course and start with taking bigger steps to stabilizing her condition.
So, remembering Terra's offer to help in two ways, Anastasia set out to her flower shop, riding on her custom flying broom to shorten the trip. Once the shop was found, she descended and landed near the door, hopping off her broom and going inside.
The shop to the young girl, was like that of a garden she never imagined. She daydreamed about having a garden with so many flowers and colors back home, and all the wild tundra bunnies making them homes around them. She had forgotten what she came here for, but she remembered before long and peered around.
The flora was so beautiful though and she couldn't help but imagine them to have their own sentience. She gripped the neck of her flying broom tightly as she tried to find the courage to speak. When she finally spoke up, she kept her voice to a polite indoor level as if she wanted to avoid startling and waking the flowers.]
"...Hello...? Miss Terra...?"
Where: Terra's flower shop.
When: Some time after first meeting each other.
[After having a couple of new magical malfunctions very close to each other, including one that resulted in one of her cute outfits being set on fire, Anastasia had better stop letting time run its course and start with taking bigger steps to stabilizing her condition.
So, remembering Terra's offer to help in two ways, Anastasia set out to her flower shop, riding on her custom flying broom to shorten the trip. Once the shop was found, she descended and landed near the door, hopping off her broom and going inside.
The shop to the young girl, was like that of a garden she never imagined. She daydreamed about having a garden with so many flowers and colors back home, and all the wild tundra bunnies making them homes around them. She had forgotten what she came here for, but she remembered before long and peered around.
The flora was so beautiful though and she couldn't help but imagine them to have their own sentience. She gripped the neck of her flying broom tightly as she tried to find the courage to speak. When she finally spoke up, she kept her voice to a polite indoor level as if she wanted to avoid startling and waking the flowers.]
"...Hello...? Miss Terra...?"