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Strawberry Fields
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*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)
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Dec 18, 2010 08:43PM
Cora winced. "Ouch!" That hurt.
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Avery wandered through the strawberries, one long creamy sleeve pulled up over the bloody words on her arm. Her jaw was still slightly crooked, though she held the familiar mocking smile.
Jasmine sauntered round the endless expanse of strawberry plants, using her nature-magic to stimulate the growth and health of the plants.
Avery, noticing Jasmine, slowly strolled over to the daughter of Demeter, mumbling a small 'hello'.
Jasmine shook her bangs in front of the bump she had gotten from colliding with Peter, and hoping it covered the mark, she looked up. "Avery." Her eyes suggested the usual greeting--brooding and dark, but her tone held the slightest trace of concern.
Avery smiled a shaky smile. "How're you doing?"
"Nothing like you," Jasmine said quietly, looking over Avery. She wouldn't ask what happened, it wasn't any of her business. And after all, she knew what it felt like to be pressured.
Avery shrugged. "It's not that bad."
She echoed her shrug, resuming to sprinkle her magic here and there. The two sources of magic they had--she and Avery--were used for purposes so different, it was ironic.
She silently watched Jasmine work, rather uncharacteristic of her.
She plucked a rather large, plump berry, one that had received a good amount of care. Jasmine held it out to Avery, a ghost of a smile on her lips.
Avery smiled in thanks and took it. "Have you been doing this all day?" she asked.
"No," she said, shaking her head and accidentally revealing a bump just a fainter shade of red than the strawberries themselves.
She cocked her head to the side as she noticed the lump. "Where'd you get that?"
"I hit my head," Jasmine said slowly, being careful not to mention how. Though she would probably ask anyways.
She sighed as she reluctantly answered, "Another person."
Avery made a small face. "Ouch."
"Yep, I lost control of my nature-magic," Jasmine confessed with another sigh. "Again."
"It can't be the easiest thing to control."
"It's usually not that bad," she said, shrugging as she gave a wilting plant a little umph.
((umph. xD))Avery fell silent, again acting uncharacteristically. Small pricks of blood peeked from her arm and her stomach, though she acted as if they weren't there.
Jasmine kept silent and worked until she was drained of most of her energy. Her nature-magic didn't need a lot of effort, but when used for a long time, it was tiring.
((nyehhh paradox. >.< Tooooodles.))Avery shook out her hair. "Well, have fun and try not to run into too many more people. I've gotta head off. If I don't see you before, have a good year." With a warm smile Avery waved and sauntered off to the forest.
((Baisers~))
Jasmine watched her go with a bitter smile. She was going to be here all year.
The Iris message had happened today, and her father very clearly showed that he wanted nothing to do with her this year. And she was perfectly OK with that. Why be somewhere no one wants you? Harbouring this thought that made her feel hollow inside, Jasmine walked off toward camp.
Jasmine watched her go with a bitter smile. She was going to be here all year.
The Iris message had happened today, and her father very clearly showed that he wanted nothing to do with her this year. And she was perfectly OK with that. Why be somewhere no one wants you? Harbouring this thought that made her feel hollow inside, Jasmine walked off toward camp.
Mallory was walking through the fields, a basket on one arm as she inspected the remaining strawberries.
Maren walked up slowly. A brand new shirt had been put on, hiding the bloody words on her back. She had long jeans, hiding the ones on her legs too, and a jacket for her arms.
Mallory saw her little friend, Maren walking toward her. " Hey, Maren!" She called out cheerfully, waving.
Maren's smile wasn't completely true, but it was there anyways. "Hi, Mallowy."
Mallory grinned at her lisp. "What's up?" She asked, oblivious to the wounds underneath the girl's clothes.
"Nothing, Weally," she replied quietly. "You?"
"Nah. What's wrong?" Mallory asked her with a worried expression.
Maren shook her head. "It'th nothing.@
"You sure? You look pretty down about something." Mallory informed, plucking a ripe strawberry and dropping it in the basket.
Maren nodded, not wanting to bug the girl with her problems.
"Ok. If you say so." Mallory shrugged, and smiled. "Are you leaving this year?" ((g2g))
((k))Maren shook her head. "Nope."
"Wouldn't you be bored?" I know I'm leaving, Mallory thought with a sigh.
Maren shrugged. "It'th bettew than home."
"Why? What's home like?" Mallory asked her, frowning down at the little girl.
"I'm not allowed outthide. At all."
"That stinks!" Mallory said, making a face at her. Who forced their children to stay inside?
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((^~^))"Momma thayth It'th not thafe. If I want to go outthide thee maketh me go out with a butlew."
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"That's awful, Maren! Glad you're here then, huh? That way you van go wherever you want!" Her face was bright and smiling, and she plucked a couple strawberries.
Maren nodded with a small, unsure smile. "Mhm." But I can't thay whatevew I want...
Mallory noticed the smile, and frowned at her. "Are you SURE you're ok, Maren? You don't look sure."
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