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purethingsonly[The Dreamberry is seated next to Ada, who can be seen picking and studying flowers in the field. She looks rather happy about it, humming softly to herself.
While she has a number of different flowers gathered in a small bouquet at her side, she still seems determined.]
I wonder what sort of flower Miss Vanessa would like.
[She hums thoughtfully to herself.]
I have to do something to thank her for agreeing to teach me.
[Her eyes finally rest on a beautiful red flower. The vibrant color of the flower makes her think of Vanessa in a way. It's an amaryllis, she remembers, after a long moment of thought.]
Maybe this one. I wonder if she'll like it. I hope so.
[Ada happily plucks the flowers, careful to preserve the stems the same way she watched Vanessa.]
While she has a number of different flowers gathered in a small bouquet at her side, she still seems determined.]
I wonder what sort of flower Miss Vanessa would like.
[She hums thoughtfully to herself.]
I have to do something to thank her for agreeing to teach me.
[Her eyes finally rest on a beautiful red flower. The vibrant color of the flower makes her think of Vanessa in a way. It's an amaryllis, she remembers, after a long moment of thought.]
Maybe this one. I wonder if she'll like it. I hope so.
[Ada happily plucks the flowers, careful to preserve the stems the same way she watched Vanessa.]
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Date: 2011-06-26 04:17 am (UTC)[And then she leans over and cuts the feed before anything else can be said.
brb, punching little brother in the face.]