The Yellow Flower [Private]

Fri Nov 23, 2012 11:22 am

Marilyn Maxwell

November 23rd 2412 or something like that. never too sure on dates. It was a relatively cold day in Fuma Park. The place is a gigantic garden, playground and more for children and adults to enjoy themselves in. During the summer, people come down here or picnics. They set up nets to play football or soccer or whatever you want to call it. None of that really interested Mary. She just liked to admire the flowers. For some reason, the yellow petals of a green stemmed flower made her happy. She was holding one close, a yellow rose in her soft hands. It matched her in a way. She wore a green dress with beige cuffs and collar. She also had blonde hair. Maybe she wanted to become a flower. One wrapped up in a yellow scarf around her neck and a beanie on her head in green. Her hands were wrapped in yellow gloves and she wore boots instead of her usual black smart shoes.

Mary walked down a path built into the grass. It wasn't exactly gravel but it wasn't brick. Some kind of brown sandy feeling you usually get at garden centres. Is it just called dirt? or maybe it has a fancy name. She couldn't tell. To her, it was just a dirty path that let her walks beside the flowers she loved so much. Her gaze was stuck on the petals as she slowly strolled along. After a few laps of a nearby fountain, she decided she needed to sit down. Wandering over to a bench out of the way beneath a tree, Mary sat down with her yellow rose and let out a deep sigh. She had nothing to do...

Mon Nov 26, 2012 9:23 pm

Walking through the park, it was more then normal for Hitoshi to take it easy and not really mind his surroundings a whole lot. One of the few places he truly enjoyed was the park, and that was also one of the most quiet places in the entire city, which was also a good thing. Quiet places took to attracting quiet people, though quiet people were not always up to the right things, a sad thing for the people around at the time. Drug dealers, Junks, the people that were quiet just like Hitoshi, but took to doing the wrong things, leaving their junk behind after they left the place, just so little children could find them the next day and hurt themselves on it. It was sad how little most people cared about one another, or actually thought about the damage they could do by doing stupid things. So many humans hurt each other, and barely even realized that they were to blame, the kind of mentality that caused so many to feel pain when they did not need to. And to make things worse, creatures such as the Hollow and even Demons took to coming to earth and make things into one big clusterfuck. Hitoshi had little to no respect for Demons, seeing as most of them had been sent to hell for a good reason, they had killed people with bad intentions, rather then just cause. The majority of the Hollow breed could not help becoming what they are, and some of them even tried to do good in their afterlife, proving that a Hollow or an Arrancar had just as much mental diversity as a human. Passing further through the park, he reached a dirt road located near a pretty flower bed that caught his attention the moment he walked into the area. It was thanks to places such as these that made the Earth worth defending.

Stumbling upon a young girl that was sitting in the park, there was nothing really interesting about her appearance, though something else was rather funny. She was wearing a green dress, and she had blonde hair, and even a decent source of spiritual pressure. It was not big enough to pose a threat, nor did she seem like the kind of person that would want to hurt anyone, sitting so close to a large bed of flowers. The way she sat around seemed interesting to him, because it looked like she wanted to be there, but was just incredibly bored now that she was here. Walking over to the girl, he knew what he should be asking her, because it was the one that would make the most sense. Sitting down next to the girl, he stared out in front of himself. “This park sure is a nice place, the greenery and the peace is always nice. I don't go near this place often, but the flowers are pretty, like the flower you’ve got there. Do you like them?” he said, figuring it was quite obvious that she liked the flower, or she would not have took one for herself. Hopefully for him, the girl would not close herself off or walk away, for that would not really be a nice thing to do at all. It happened quite often in the city, seeing as humanity was closing themselves off from the outside world more and more. Despite that, Hitoshi still wanted to try and make a connection with other humans, believing that it would be worth it in the long run. He was a nice person, and maybe the girl would pick that up during their conversation. Wearing a closed white jacket with long sleeves, jeans and a pair of grey sneakers, he seemed to be no different then any other human, concealing the fact that he was a Quincy quite well.

Thu Nov 29, 2012 6:10 pm

Wasted Effort, ChaoZi is not coming back.

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