Private The Trees Have Ears

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Gabe was ready for tonight.

No school, no work, no errands. All he wanted to do this evening was enjoy nature. Living in Halcyon had been rough because nature was... somewhat lacking. Sure, there were parks with grass and trees, but those had been confined in the middle of a sprawling city landscape filled with heroes and villains and constant noise. But out here? Out here was peaceful and serene and there would be nothing to pull him away from that. He had made sure to wander far out into the far fields and then into a small patch of forest. He was very aware of the Forbidden Forest and had made sure to not approach anywhere near that area for his seclusion.

Once Gabe felt comfortable that no one would disturb him, he quickly took off his shoes and socks and let them sink into the cool earth. It was cold this evening, but Gabe wanted to feel the earth against his feet. It had been such an uncommon sensation back in Halcyon and now he had the opportunity to do it freely. There was something about it that made him feel at peace; perhaps he was part plant after all? Whatever the reason, the Halcyonite was content to have some true quiet for himself. Who knows? Maybe he'd get to see something spectacular this evening.

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Quiet and peace was all well and good in Morgan's opinion. Getting out and spendingan evening looking up at the stars, listening to a crackling bonfire and little else, perfectly fine. Sometimes however, he needed to do something to actually get the energy flowing, something exciting. There were a few different spots around the island that were good for riding his dirtbike, but this place in particular was almost perfect. Pretty secluded, enough small hills to get good jumps, and generally fairly good terrain.

As serene as the atmosphere had been for Gabe, that was about to change rather quickly. At some point a few minutes after he arrived at the spot he was wiggling his toes, he'd be able to hear a revving in the distance, higher pitched than that of a motorcycle. After a minute or so, the sound grew louder, until eventually a widely grinning minotaur popped out from the treeline at about thirty five miles per hour, popping a jump off of a modest mound of dirt and landing on only the rear wheel of his dirtbike. Morgan maintained this wheelie for a few seconds before settling back down onto both wheels and slowing to a stop, laughing out loud and patting the side of the bike as if to congratulate it. Apparently , he hadn't noticed Gabe at all, far too engrossed in what he was doing.
 

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Well, that moment of silence was short lived.

Some jerk decided that revving a motorbike in the middle of the evening was a much better way to achieve tranquility out in nature. Whoever decided this was a good idea was going to immediately regret it. Gabe had been patient all week for this moment. He had suffered through a heavy course-load at school, angry people at the flower shop, and some butt-head threw a bagel at him for no reason! So there was a lot of frustration to take out on something and this bastard ever so willingly volunteered.

Since coming to Manta Carlos, Gabe had only shifted into his ent form a few times. But this time, there was no panic, no rush to get it quickly. Layers upon layers of hardened wood and plant life grew and surrounded the teen until he stood nearly ten feet tall and covered in splotches of various flowers and grass. The "face" of the armor grew gnarled and monstrous and the moment Gabe felt it was terrifying enough, he sprinted towards the noise in a rampage.

"WHY ARE YOU BEING SO LOOOOOOUD?!" Gabe bellowed, charging full force towards whoever was revving their bike.
 
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