Happy Birthday and Happy Holidays? No...

G

Guest

Guest
Sonlath looked at it and sat up and stared at the thing aswell ignoring her first comments since his curiosity went to new bounds as his gleeming eyes seemed to give whatever it was attention...
 

Artimist

Active Member
Inactive
Dec 16, 2006
25
Artimist went up and touched it. "Ugh!" He yelled. Once more Artimist was knocked unconcious with a pounding headache. As he was unconsious the flower thing fell over with a spin. Spore was released and it smelled like a skunk. The flower guy woke up and started running around artimist like a lunitic.
 

birdie

Well-Known Member
Inactive
Jul 9, 2005
5,558
Cordelia would have laughed at the wolf's attention span had she not been so depressed at the moment. However, she managed a small smile, and she looked at the flower thing as well. She tilted her head to the side somewhat... the boy was kind of an idiot to touch something when he didn't know what it was. The boy seemed to have lost consciousness, and she scrunched up her nose as the skunk smell came to the air.

Beautiful... she thought sarcastically to herself.

She watched as the flower ran around the boy, and looked at the wolf. "Should we go see what that thing is and why that boy isn't awake?" she asked him.
 
G

Guest

Guest
Sonlath on the other hand was going wild...that smell...he had an over sensatized nose and his paws ontop of it he began to dig into the ground trying to stifle whatever in the wolrd that awful smell was...
 

birdie

Well-Known Member
Inactive
Jul 9, 2005
5,558
Cordelia looked at the wolf, and sighed. Poor animal... the smell was probably ten times worse for him. She slowly got to her feet, but didn't bother brushing the sand off of her clothes. She walked over to the boy, and just the way she walked made it obvious she was upset, though she was trying so hard not to show it. She leaned down and looked at Artimist, poking his shoulder a few times.

"Hey, kid? You alive? You still with us?" she asked. Well, if poking him didn't work, there was always putting some water on his face. And if that didn't work... well, she wasn't sure what else would.
 

Artimist

Active Member
Inactive
Dec 16, 2006
25
Artimist awoke. "Is it coming?!?!" He yelled and scooched against the rock. 'of course silly.' He looked at the flower. "Is that you talking. It made a nodding motion. "Im losing it." Finaly noticing there was someone next to him he sat up straight. "Hi" He said shy at first. 'By the way my name is Ulia.' "So Im not going crazy." he whispered to himself. he asked the girl. "Can you hear her talk?" Artimist said.
 

birdie

Well-Known Member
Inactive
Jul 9, 2005
5,558
Cordelia blinked when he woke up suddenly and went against the rock. The kid seemed scared.... and of a flower.... poor thing. She looked down for a moment, trying not to think of her own deceased kid. Why did so many people at this academy have to be so young? Was this place made to torment her on the few bad days she had? She tried not to think on it long, though it was still pecking away at her thoughts in the back of her mind.

"Can you hear her talk?"

An eyebrow raised somewhat. "Hear who talk?" she asked.
 
G

Guest

Guest
Sonlath just growled at it approaching standing beside it the scent still on his nose he was probobly going to be smelling it for a week...he just eyed it coldly ready to jump away from it if nessessary
 

Artimist

Active Member
Inactive
Dec 16, 2006
25
" The flower it said it's name is Ulia." He said to the girl. "Im gonna pet it", he said going to face his fear. He put out his hand to pet the creature. 'I hope you're hands are clean.' It said
 

birdie

Well-Known Member
Inactive
Jul 9, 2005
5,558
Cordelia glanced at Sonlath, but then quickly back to Artimist. Her eyebrow stayed up... how could a flower say its name? Either the child was insane, or the flower really was talking and she just couldn't hear it. This was an academy for the gifted, after all, and some things were quite strange. She fought the urge to be mean to him when he mentioned petting it, since he had just touched it and gone unconscious. It wasn't the best idea in her mind.

"What exactly is that thing?" she asked.
 
Forgot your password?