Toki walked through the courtyard with an umbrella in one hand and a and vanilla ice cream cone in another. It was not raining yet but it was going to. Nen had told him that even with the sun out it was going to rain. He could even see the edges of the rain clouds entering the horizon. He was not going to take the risk of getting caught in the rain. Even if the reports promised a clear and sunny say. He could not even care about the looking he was getting from the students. He could tell then to respect him as a elder and a teacher, but he did not feel like it.
He took a lick of his cone and smiled. Oh how he loved his ice cream. He took another lick and looked around. He was heading to the garden. He had been enjoying himself in the student lounge, blending in when he was called out by another instructor. She had asked him to tend to the garden today before it rained. She was to busy to do it herself and wanted someone she could trust. Obviously she trusted an instructor more than a student. He was going to refuse until she pulled out the ice cream. Then he could not refuse.
He finally reached the garden and frowned. There was a lot more weeds than he had expected. He sighed and continued to eat his ice cream. He would start once he was done with his cone. He was in no rush.
He took a lick of his cone and smiled. Oh how he loved his ice cream. He took another lick and looked around. He was heading to the garden. He had been enjoying himself in the student lounge, blending in when he was called out by another instructor. She had asked him to tend to the garden today before it rained. She was to busy to do it herself and wanted someone she could trust. Obviously she trusted an instructor more than a student. He was going to refuse until she pulled out the ice cream. Then he could not refuse.
He finally reached the garden and frowned. There was a lot more weeds than he had expected. He sighed and continued to eat his ice cream. He would start once he was done with his cone. He was in no rush.