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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2006 8:01 pm
Put Rps in qoutes here Ogre Strawberries so delicious. o_o  Winston: *tail wags, goes to find a basket to use* Britain  Seon: *stands at the edge of the field, hands in his pockets...little frown*So antisocial gonk Ogre Winston: *scree's past Seon, basket held high over his head* Britain Seon: o_o;; *stares at Winston, more than a little disturbed* *kneels down, touches a strawberry leaf* >.> They aren't CLEAN. They're out in the dirt. Ogre [ that confused the holyhell out of me XD;;; ] Winston: *skids to a stop, turns on heel.. basket held on his head* They're FRESH. They just need a bit of water. ;D Britain Seon: *blinks at him, stands* But, suppose there are bugs. I am not very fond of spiders, I bet there are tons out here. Ogre Winston: That's why we pick the fruit and stick it in a basket.. gives the bugs time to get out and find another place. Then we wash them.. not all of them have bugs. :b *beckon* Britain Seon: .....*goes over to him, watching the bushes carefully* Are only the red ones ripe...? I have never seen these green and white ones before. Ogre Winston: Well, you could pick the other ones.. they just don't taste as good as the red ones. The redder, the better. *picks one, offers it* You can use my basket too. ;D [ can we claim strawberries if we rp chatty? ] astralines  Nate: Strawberriees! *dashes to the field, knocking many people over* fruityfruityfruity-! Britain Seon: *takes the strawberry* *sniffs it* I don't SEE any bugs. Are you certain they are alright to eat? Ogre Winston: *nods emphatically* Of course, they're fresh. If it doesn't look bad, it's good. *picks up a strawberry, inspects it.. pops it in his mouth* Itsgood. Britain Seon: *thinks he's a little bit crazy, carefully puts his strawberry in the basket* If you say so. *tilts his head at him* I am Seon Avil. What is your name? Ogre Winston: *blinks, looks in the basket* You're.. not going to eat it? But why.. it was yours. *looks up at him* My name is Winston. *holds basket out to him* Britain Seon: But...you said they needed to be washed. *one hand on his hip, frowns* You are extremely confusing. How will you ever have anything, if you simply eat them the moment you pick them? Ogre Winston: You always eat the first couple you pick, silly. Stop being so difficult and just EAT it already.. come on.. are you scared? >_>... *coughpeerpressure* If you're too afraid, it's okay.. we can wash them all later. *slinks off along a row, kneels down and begins collecting them* Britain Seon: *rolls his eyes, trails after him* *picks a strawberry and puts it in the basket* Did you know that there are some bugs so small you do not see them? *shakes his head* I will wait for them to be washed, thank you. Ogre Winston: *frowns slighyly, ears flattening at Seon's complete lack of adventure* Hrm.. *picks one of the stawberries from the basket, turns and shoves it in Seon's mouth* There, now you've had one. :b Britain ((HAAAAaaaa. Perfect xd !!)) Seon: o_o;; *hand comes up quickly to grab Winston's wrist, glares at him, but swallows the bite* >.>;; That was NOT very nice of you. *looks at the rest of the strawberry, blinks...sniffs* It...is very good, though.Ogre Winston: *snorts at him, ears perking back up* You should try more, there's a whole basket~ ;D *takes hand back, resumes picking* You can make all kinds of things from them, too. Britain Seon: *licks strawberry juice off of his fingers, tucks his hair behind one ear* Like cakes? Cakes are very good. *steps around him, looking for the perfect strawberry* Ogre [ *beats Brit with a nerf-bat* >_>; ] Winston: Yes, cake. And pie, jams, fruit salad... *chimes off things w/ strawberries in them, plucks a few more from that spot and moves* Britain ((Mmm, strawberry juice.)) Seon: *eyes widen, reaches down to pick another strawberry, examines it* I'll take just cake, please and thank you. *sets his pretty one in the basket carefully, keeps looking* With the whipped icing, and the fluffy pink filling.Ogre Winston: *shrugs* I think it's all good. *sets basket down, sits in the middle of a fairly good spot and begins tossing all the little berries in* So, why'd you come alone? .. and without a basket? Britain Seon: I didn't know it was here. I was just walking...and I found it, and you ran by screaming. *snort, helps pick the little ones* [ The Fool ]  Chirp. Chirp! The Strawberry Harvest Event.
It was only then did she remember her mother telling her about a secret recipe where over twenty strawberries were needed to make the most delicious cake in the world. Yes, she was not a person who ached for sweet things but it would be nice to recall the tastes of Mrs. Jardin's cooking once more. As a child, she did watch her parent slowly stir the mixture in a stainless steel bowl and most of the time ask her to sprinkle what appeared to be rainbow bits.
Perhaps it may sound a little cheesy, but the real secret to every dish is 'love'. No matter how much effort is used to create something, it would not turn out as fantastic as with adoration. No one has really found the reason why but Cybille did not question the theory and that is why she was able to make such savory food.. As what her neighbours and other kids, who stop by her home, say. She could easily open up her own cafe and have a couple of people waiting in line. Though she did think it would bring too much trouble.
"I better get up now."
Eventually, Cybille was able to pull herself out from the bed without tumbling off and headed over to her closet as usual. Opening the door with a loud thud, she quickly changed into her uniform and dusted off the few feathers from her hair. Reminding herself to get a new pillow, she combed through with her finger tips as she moved over the living room to greet her parents. The flowers were still very much alive and appeared to have bloomed even more than before. She admired the purple flavoured petals and turned them over to check for any insects which dared to chew.
Fortunately, there were none and thus she quickly made breakfast; toast, butter and jam. The elf would have had a nice plate of good quality bacon and eggs but she did not feel too hungry just yet. Looking over to the window, she scanned the white clouded skies and eyed a dove flapping towards her direction. It was a good thing it curved and flew the other way, all its elegance would have ended right there.
At least this one did not head straight for the glass. Too many times had she seen birds ram right into her window and did pity them for their stupidity. Due to how she brought up, Cybille did nurse one (or two) back since it had broken its wing from hitting it too hard. (She actually did want to keep it but felt every animal should have freedom.) Otherwise others would just perch themselves onto the ledge, shake their bodies about and resume their journey to God Knows Where.
Enough of that, time to go pick the strawberries. Cybille would not be surprised if half of the batch was gone. Almost everyone loved those deliciously, juicy red fruits. Seeing how every resturant or store has something with strawberries in it. She tied her hair up into its everyday style, took a hand-made basket and said her goodbyes before walking out, making sure to lock the door behind her.
The patch was behind Seara, was it not? She looked over to where a lot of people where going and assumed so. "And on I go." Seconds flew by and she noticed the outline of his education institute. It had been a while since she visited that place and her old teachers. She did have the intelligence to win herself a few awards but they really did not mean anything to her. Cybille believed it was not possible to compare oneself when others grew up in a completely different environment with different families. Of course there were genes as well to further complicate the matter.
She did not have many friends back then since time to time she would hide her face behind books and not bother to 'hang out' outside shops. Her mother was worried she might need someone's shoulder to cry on when she was away for work, but Cybille answered in a gentle tone. I don't really need anyone, as long as I have you both. In my heart. It was saddening for she did not know of the accident that will happen a few years later. Though, their spirits were still with her.
"Mm?" Cybille stopped in front of the patch and studied the area. It was quite beautiful to see luscious strawberries in sight, awaiting to be picked and made into cakes, waffles or other savouries. She hugged onto her basket and started to look around for the biggest and reddest of the lot, eyeing a few that were already plucked.
Kids were enjoying themselves by snacking on the smaller ones, popping fruits into their mouths and perhaps from stealing each other's too. The older generation sat by the nearest benches and smile while watching quietly, every so often they did slowly eat their own basket full. Such a peaceful place, apart from the screaming and shouting. "Oh, there is a lovely one." Her eyes quickly caught of a group of three and extended out her hand to pick them.Ichigo Chii 
" Conveinant... " He muttered thoughtfully as he moved forward into the patch, careful not to tred on any growing berries, looking only for the ones that were ripe, as well as ones that were just about to become ripe. Those he could save to last a few days with sun ripening in his home. " If snow dosn't eat them, of course. " He said to himself, shaking his head.
He was snapped from his thoughts as he caught a hint of red, crouching down to examine the berry he'd come across. After making sure it was sutible, he picked it, and set it into the basket. With a frown, he stood again, and moved on for the side that the sun was hitting better. There would probably be more ripe ones in that area.
[ The Fool ] (-Huggies- Aww. : I think that postie was good!)
Cybille reached for another strawberry and slowly plucked it off from its small group. This time it was glowing red and looked quite luscious. Mother would be happy to see something like this. She examined it for a few moments before placing it into her basket. Almost bored eyes searched through the patch and then towards the sky once more.
"Once I get a few more, I'll make my way to the clinic for while and then back home." Again she was going to take a break to do some sort of family business. Well, she had been sacrificing her precious time just sitting in her office, either filing work or jotting down pointless dates and forms to remind the patients.
Sighing slowly, her attention was caught by a boy who appeared much younger with wings of a dove, just like one she saw earlier. Almost everything on him was of soft colors, besides the bottom half. Cybille tilted her head some and blinked a couple of times. "Interesting to see someone so youthful alone."
(That did be fun indeed! xD -Shoves Cybille-) Bob Dobbs  *Chris stood in front of a bunch of baskets he had lined up and tapped his chin while he decided uponn the best one to use. Examining one each right after the other his eyebrows furroed in his deep thought. Finally he chose a medium size tightly woven one made of a sturdy rattan. He put a thin hand towel inside it so the berries he collected wouldnt bruise. Imperfect berries shouldnt be eaten or even cooked with but if he ran across any he would be mindful in avoiding them.
Taking the basket he made a late start toward the strawberry field knowing that most everyone had probably already arrived before himself. That fact irritated him but he put on his "Game face" and wore a good natured smile while he waved a general hello to anyone who happened to notice him. He knelt down by one of the rows of leafy strawberry plants and searched for a berry worthy to put into his basket. By the ninth plant or so he found one reasonably plump and picked the strawberry. Placing it gently into his basket. It looked so small and would need plenty of friends. He'd have to get a move on just to catch up.* Ichigo Chii He soon reached another ripe one, blinking lightly at the large size. He smiled slightly, though it quickly disappeared as he crouched down, pulling the strawberry gently from the vine, setting it into the basket wit the previous one. As he was standing, he heard the comment that may, or may not have been directed towards him.
Curiously, he tilted his head to look over to the woman that was obviously looking at him, but still, she was probably talking to herself... He though for just a short moment before dicing to talk to her anyway.
" Youthful..? I suppose in appearance. And the only one that is always near me is Snow. She's probably off torturing mice. " He said, stopping infront of the woman, awkwardly offering his free hand in a hello. " I'm Jake... " [ The Fool ] (-Wavies to Bob-)
Her eyes were carried just a little beyond the winged lad and studied another boy with ram horns. Watching him wave, she moved her hand from side to side in an awkward way but meant that as a greeting before turning back to the other now known as Jake. It would be a little rude to just stand there and not speak, thus she took the same hand and shook his.
"Pleasure to meet you Jake. I'm Cybille Jardin, the nurse at the clinic.. as you probably could tell." The elf looked back down and directed towards her every day uniform then tilted her head back up. "Snow? Torturing mice?.. Dear me." Cybille was not really an animal lover but hearing the word 'tortue' did make her feel a little uncomfortable.. Just a little.
"Picking the excellent ones I assume?" She pointed out at his basket and smirked at the ripe strawberries. Those two would make her cake even more mouth watering. I'm sure there are many more anyway. Ichigo Chii He spared a glance back to the other that had entered the patch, just giving a light nod in hello, his attention returning to Cybille when she took his hand. " Yes, nice to meet you... " He frowned, making a mental note not to mention his cat's activities again since she didn't seem to like it much.
" Ah, of course... " He looked down to his basket. " I want to perhaps make a cake with them if I can find a kitchen to use, so only the best will do. " He nods, eyes returning to her. " Perhaps you could help me with finding one? I'm sure you know this city much better than I do. " [ The Fool ] She paused for a few seconds and questioned his frown mentally, but let it there with a shrug of her shoulders. "A cake? What a coincidence." Not really, there were many who were just picking strawberries to make all sorts of desserts. But someone who wished to bake and not have a kitchen? Cybille would offer her home, though she did much prefer to actually come to know the boy first. "I am as well."
"Well. I believe that the boarding school just back there," her head moved towards the direction of Seara, "Has a cooking area for people just like you.. when I was around your age. I am not sure whether they did have it. She tapped the bottom of her shoes against the ground, thinking of another place where there were free kitchens. Ichigo Chii He glanced off toward the school, frowning once more. If he did indeed use it, hopefully no one would be there. He looked down, blinking a bit and crouching, letting her think without distraction as he pulled a nearly ripe strawberry from it's vine, standing once more.
He places it into the basket on the other side from the ripe strawberries, his eyes and focus returning to the woman infront of him when he was done.
" It's unfortunate they wouldn't last long enough for me to get my own kitchen... " He said, eyes wandering to the plants. " I wonder if anyone would mind if I dug a few of the plants up to replant a my home? " [ The Fool ] A chuckle escaped from her lips and she quickly covered her mouth with three of her fingers. "I believe so. These plants are for the public." Cybille smiled towards a family walking by, their children clinging to their parents' legs while looking fearfully at the both of them. Such memories. Painful ones at that.
"Mm.." She studied him once more with a blank expression. He does not seem like a bad person.. and perhaps it would be nice to have some company while I bake my own cake. The elf was deciding quietly and wondered whether her own mother or father would mind if a stranger stepped into their home. It was unusual for them to have guests since they would usually go out for parties and those sort.
".. Perhaps you could use my kitchen. It is big enough for the both of us." Cybille suggested while she took a few steps in the other direction, hinting it was better to be moving than just standing around. Just in case the rest of the fruits were picked. And with that, she quickly snapped one off from its stem then brushed the soil off before placing it into her basket. Ichigo Chii He blicked in surprise at the offer, moving to walk along side her, keeping his eyes on the vines for any good strawberries. When was the last time someone actually invited him somewhere? The last time he'd seen his friends... The summoned shook his head quickly to removed such thoughts, couching to pull another large, ripe one from it's vine.
" Are you sure that would be okay..? " He asked after a long moment. She had been nice so far, so if she was offering honestly, the company would be appreciated. " I would hate to impose on you? "
He set the berry into the basket as he stood again, brushing a bit of dirt from the part of his shirt that hung down low between his legs. [ The Fool ] "Mmhmm. I'm sure mother would not mind." She smiled slowly and hugged her basket even tighter. Perhaps the loneliness was really getting to her, making her softer than what she was a year ago. Who could blame her anyway? Cybille always did try to hide her troubles in the back of her head, but whenever she was in the dark, they did come back to haunt her for nights.
"And it would be nice to actually see someone else cook. I'd love to try your cake. If it isn't too sweet of course." The elf waved a finger in the air and somewhat winked. Usually most women would do the cooking while the males sat around or did their own things. Her father did not really know how to mix recipes together, let alone cut a fruit. He actually flung a knife and stabbed the wall, barely missing the hanging clock.
Her feet shuffled into the ground and accidentally kicked a strawberry, causing it to roll around. Since it would go to waste, she picked it up and put it into the basket among the other bigger ones. Ichigo Chii He watched her do so, giving a slight smile. " Hopefully it won't be too sweet. I dislike needlessly sweet things. Just a bit and it's wonderful enough.. Why do people spoil it with too much sugar or frosting? " He asked, more to himself that to her as his eyes moved to another ripe one, ducking down to just tug it off as they walked by. He brought it up, looking over it a bit, tilting his head.
He was actually rather tempted to eat it, but it was best to wait til he was sure he had enough for a cake, so he tossed it into his basket with the others.
" Are you the onely one in your house that cooks then? " He asked her, unable to help himself as he felt a large bit of curiosity towards the woman he'd only caught glimpses of before now. [ The Fool ] Returning back to her more 'serious' state, she peered down into her basket and shook the fruits about. "There are those that ache so for overwhelmingly sweet food. But it does bring a little chippyness to one's life for a short period of time.. they did be loving the world and screaming with joy." She knew this from watching a friend of hers move from depression to a complete change after eating one of her cream puffs.
".. Si. I am the only one in my house that cooks." Cybille bit onto the bottom of her lips as she tried her best to not speak of anything further. And in order to keep herself from thinking beyond that, she quickly snatched a group of strawberries and handed two to Jake. The other rolled into the basket and knocked into the rest. Ichigo Chii He blinked in surprise, taking them quickly before she dropped them, setting them into his basket with a frown. It was obvious that he was on a touchy subject every time family was mentioned. He felt no need to push the matter, dispite his curiosity. She ovbiously needing a form of distraction from the subject... But he didn't want to be obvious with the conversation change.
" I see. I guess it's fine for some. Might I ask what your favorite sweet is? " He asked her, ducking down again to grab two ripe strawberries of his own, placing one into her basket, and the other into his. [ The Fool ] Rubbing her temple with her free hand, her eyes brightened to see a strawberry fall into her basket and thanked Jake kindly. Honestly, she did not mind his question since she should have been used to people asking her about her family. Though Cybille had yet to learn how to answer them to the point rather than to beat around a bush.
"My favourite sweet?" She appeared to be taken aback since she had never really thought about it. It was unusual for her to snack on jeally beans, lollipops or bon bons. ".. I.. don't really know actually. I try not to eat such things. Unless you consider cough drops sweets." Ichigo Chii He couldn't help but give a light chuckle at that, blinking thoughtfully. " I wonder... They're sweet, and candy like, so I suppose they would count. They're just helpful ones. "
" I never eat candies and such things much myself, but baked sweets... I can't help myself when I actually have the chance to get some, which really isn't often anyway. " [ The Fool ] (Yep. x3 12:21 a.m.)
Cybille smiled at his chuckle then stopped in her tracks before turning back to face him. "You rarely eat baked sweets? Perhaps I could make you some once we head back to my home. It is a shame to hear that someone doesn't have the chance to have any." She made a little pout and continued on her way.
How many strawberries did she have anyway? The elf looked down to her basket and counted in her head. Eight? Still a few more to go. She searched around for another laying on the ground and picked them up. Two of them to be exact. Hopefully this will be enough until I see even riper ones. Ichigo Chii His eyes widen a bit in surprise at her offer, giving a slight nod. " If you would like to do that, but only if you really just want to cook some... " He said with a little smile. It seemed easy to smile around her. She was quite nice after all, dispite how she seemed to randomly switch from cold to warm.
" I wonder how many it would take for a good sized cake? " He asked curiously as he picked up another ripe one, as well as a half green one. " Eight ripe ones, and two almost ripe to save... " He murrmered to himself. " I think I'll definatly take a few plants back home with me later. " [ The Fool ] "I would love to, really. It has been a while since someone ate my cooking.. It would be nice to see if my skills have improved or deproved." The problem is, it probably had since she did lose a bit of her love after that fateful day. She wouldn't be happy with me if I did think that way. The elf brushed through her fringe which constantly covered her eyes slightly. On a side note, perhaps she would need a haircut soon.
"At least ten." Cybille answered quickly and rolled around her strawberries. "Mother did say it was best to flavour the cake as much as possible, it brings out the color as well." She nodded her head slowly and took a fresh one off from one batch. Yuru  It'd taken Melanie so long to get done with all her chores for the day that she was actually worried she'd missed the strawberry picking. She was happy to see that she was wrong.
Carrying a small basket which she'd braided a pink lily through she looked around to see if she saw anyone in the crowd she knew, looking mainly for a silver haired boy. She was still very happy to see a boy with black hair and cat ears.
"Winston!" She called running up to the boy, her smile bright.Ogre  Winston had been steadily picking strawberries, chatting idly with Seon who had eventually moved further down the rows to be more by himself. Winston was generally a shy creature, but when he started talking.. it was hard to get him to shut up. XD;; He was murmuring to himself, making plans of what to make with the strawberries he was dropping into his basket when he heard his name called. He glanced up, ears raised to figure out what direction the sound had come. He noticed someone running towards him and almost scattered his basket of strawberries all over in an attempt to flee. "AGH?!" Was he being attacked?! Yuru Slowing to a quick walk, Melanie kept her smile on her face, shaking her head at the boy panicing. "Winston.. it's me Melanie," the blonde said, stopping a few feet from him, one arm holding her other. Pulling one of the lilies she'd left in her basket she held it up for him to see. "Remember? I helped you pick the flowers for you." Ogre "Oh yes," Winston climbed back over his basket, settling down. "I remember!" He flashed a smile, picking up the few berries that had scattered out of the basket in his panic. "Have you come to pick strawberries too?" Yuru Smiling she nodded, "Yes I thought I'd try. Wow you have a lot!" she said looking in the boys basket, a bright smile on her face. Picking up a few more that he'd dropped she placed them in his basket, setting the lily in it as well. "Have you been out her a while?" Bob Dobbs (I really like the way you did the highlights on Tim and that expression on his face is so precious!)
Upon checking the fourth plant in he noticed an unusual ladybug. It had a black shell with red dots on it. He paused in his search to admire the bug for a few moments. If is werent for ladybugs these strawberry plants would be swarming with aphids. He thought he remembered that aphids loved to eat plants and destroy the leaves and whatnot. He wasnt sure if he had that correct however it was an unusual ladybug. While he was musing on this he kept on searching for more of the most perfect strawberries he could find. If these were going on a cake he couldnt see himself wanting a cake with mushy or discolored fruit on it. He would still have some but it would not be nearly as appetizing.* Akkhima  Erin sat on the roof of the school enjoying the cool morning breeze and a bit of time to himself. He wondered what this beautiful day would bring. He had no plans, no expectations.
He watched people wandering around on the street below, minding their own business. No one seemed to notice him. He watched as they went in and out of shops, buying and selling, visiting the clinic or the post office, or heading towards the big field behind the school.
Then he suddenly remembered! There were strawberries in that field, and everyone was going to go to pick them today! He mentally kicked himself and started scrambling back down off of the roof. He ran to the edge of the field where he paused to catch his breath.
Akkhima As soon as Erin had caught his breath, he stood up tall, and brushed his pale hair out of his face. He was about to put on a nice smile when he actually saw how many strawberries there were. His jaw dropped in awe. There had to be millions of them in that one small acre of land! He just gazed for a moment as the bodies of the people out picking bobbed up and down and so many plump red fruits were plucked from their plants and placed in baskets.
Baskets! Erin thought, I don't have a basket! He would have to do without one. He bent low to examine a plant on the edge of the field. He lifted a leaf, and there just waiting for him was a beautiful, bright red strawberry. He gently held it between his fingers and just admired it for a second before pulling it off of the plant and popping it in his mouth. He savored the explosion of juice in his mouth and smiled contentedly. The strawberries were just perfect!
He started to move down the row a way, picking strawberries as he went. He would put one in his left hand, and the next in his mouth. Another in his hand, and two straight to his mouth. Oh what a delight this was!
Just about the time he had almost too many strawberries to carry in his hand anymore, he came up right behind Chris, the ram-child he knew from school. "Chris! You're here, too, huh? Aren't these strawberries great?! Here, take mine... I can't carry any more!" He said cheerfully as he shoveled his pickings into Chris' basket. -Gabriel-  Without a doubt, anywhere where there were sweets, Klenon was sure to follow. Everyone was wandering the strawberry patch behind the school. Klenon, however, had already been there awhile. Instead of walking around. He'd seated himself down near a bush and was just sitting there, reading a book. Every once in awhile, he'd reach over to pick another strawberry to eat.
Klenon chewed on his bookmark idly. He was leaning over the book while it was laid open on the ground. At one point he thought he'd heard footsteps and looked up. "I'm imagining things." He assured himself outloud, reaching over to grab another strawberry off the bush.
He went back to reading. It was an older copy of a popular children's book. It had something about Hatters and Hares and crazy people in it. It was vastly amusing as far as he was concerned. He still had a bit of Valentine's chocolate left over in the bag sitting to the other side of him, just in case he tired of strawberries.
Klenon glanced up again. Voices? It was probably just the wind going through the leaves.Bob Dobbs (*so stressed tonight* sweatdrop Erins RP is good, maybe he'll get chris to loosen up a bit? ) *Chris looked in surprised as Erin dumped strawberries into his basket. gonk He did not know how many however all he saw were his perfect strawberries being mixed in with ones that he had not had a chance to check. He smiled and thanked Erin as he did not want to appear ungrateful.* wow, that helps me out a lot. Thank you!
He Picked three more strawberries now not paying as much attention to if they were perfect or not. after all it didn't exactly matter now did it?*Ferra  Obert wandered about the strawberry field. He had been up since early in the morning but oddly had just a few strawberries haphazardly picked and tossed into his basket. It wasn't the strawberries that drew him to the festival as much as the atmosphere. He noticed a few young women nearby; one moderately attractive woman in particular had the ears and tail of a chipmunk with matching beady eyes and was struggle with a hefty basket. He moved towards her.
"Here, let me help you with that," he said taking the basket, "I can't sit back and watch a young woman in distress."
The basket wasn't exceptionally heavy by his standards, but the woman's tiny frame didn't possess much muscle. She blushed feverishly and gladly relinquished control of the basket to the stranger. Obert smiled at her, and suggested, "Why don't I help you ladies then?" The women's giggling and titters suggested "please do" so he proceeded to move along the bushes with them occasionally picking a few to toss in the girl's baskets in a very ostentatious manner. (Meanwhile a few girls parted with their better berries in an attempt to receive attention causing Obert's basket to soon be full.)
Although Obert enjoyed their company, especially the attractive woman who appeared to sport weasel-like features, he wasn't entirely displeased when they decided to part ways. The chipmunk woman (who insisted he address as "Sally") had becoming increasingly more infatuated with Obert and had more than once made an uncomfortable advancement. Obert sighed lightly when he was once again alone and began his journey back home to dump off his "catch". It wasn't the first trip of this sort that he had made that day. "I wonder what I'm going to do with all these vegetables."[Btw, Strawberries are vegetables technically.] -Gabriel- Klenon should have recognized one of the voices, or at least realized who was there by the amount of giggling women. He'd shrugged it off for the most part until he heard noises behind the bush he was at. Klenon stood, pushing through the brush and ran smack dab into his brother. The first thing he noticed was the huge basket of strawberries as a lot of them went tumbling all over the ground. astralines With Another day, another adventure...At least supposedly. Arein was working, and his orchid, Ayden had already been tended to as much as it could possibly bear. Any more preening or fussing over it, and he might kill it instead of nurture the poor thing!
So, Nate had set out in search of an adventure.
So far, no such luck. Compared to the peaceful crowds of previous days, there was....next to no one around.
Strange. Where could everyone be? He looked here and there, up and down, but the small town just appeared...abandoned. A bright sign in the corner of his vision caught his eye, and he turned to examine it.
"Strawberry harvest event...?" He blinked. Oh, so that's where...everyone...else...was...
....WAIT. Why wasn't he?! Nathaniel sprung into action, heading towards the field where the event was said to be held. "HOW COULD I HAVE MISSED THIIIIISS~~" he cried, racing off, snatching a basket from...god knows where, and dived into the closest field.Bob Dobbs *Chris had just picked another strawberry when he spotted a flying person diving in his direction. He paled, dropped his basket and backed up quite a bit. Then he seemed to change his mind and went forward to try and help, after all he wasnt about to embaress himself.*
Please be careful!! gonk
*Chris said as he tried to break this persons fall. So much for his beautiful pinstripes being unblemished, however he did not think it a good idea to just let this person fall while he stood around and did nothing. He had a basket as well, maybe Chris could help him out with some berries. It was the least he could do as someone seemed to have gotten a later start than himself.* astralines 4laugh Glad you all think Nate is cute. He = ubauba funses <3! Nate braced himself for an impact that...never really came? He heard a panicked "Please be careful!!" from the person he ...was..now...sitting on. Uhhh, woops! "Agh! Are you okay?!" Nate yells, springing off of the boy who cushioned his landing. He laughs sheepishly and points to his ears, tail, and legs. "I do this jumping and diving thing all the time!" He offers a hand to the boy, a grin on his face. "Sorry to cause you trouble! Oh, ack! You even dropped your basket! AWauughhuu, I'm sorry!" Akkhima Erin was just bending down behind Chris to grab at another berry when suddenly a loud noise came from down the row. He just barely began to turn when Chris dropped the basket Erin had helped to fill and bumped into him, before darting forward to catch a flying furry form.
Erin, on the other hand, darted for the falling basket. He didn't manage to catch it before it hit the ground, but he managed to snatch the handle before the basket tipped over, thankfully saving the strawberries inside from hitting the ground. He let out a sigh of relief and examined the basket briefly before turning his attention to the ram and the newcomer.
"Chris? Are you OK? Who's that?" He asked. Bob Dobbs *Chris got up with a bit of a groan and dusted himself off*
Im fine now, a bit winded but nothing serious Im just glad your ok. You should really be careful you know. sweatdrop
astralines Nate laughed nervously. "I will!" He looked at the blue haired boy who had grabbed the basket and his expression grew slightly more embarressed. "Hi there!" He waved smally. edit: wtf didn't see your post, un! 8fixes for akkhima XD* Akkhima Erin couldn't hold back a chuckle anymore, the scene he just witnessed was way too funny. "Hiya, my name's Erin Ravert. I haven't seen you around before, what's your name?" he managed to get out between snickers. (Ended on page 378.)
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