Gardening

Shin_Seiken walks in the Forest, looking around with his red amber eyes.... Hi face seemingly not showing and emotions at all, the fact that a long red scarf hiding half of it... He then turns his head around, searching for a suitable place to rest... he knows he's not alone, but he does;nt bother it much.... Sitting in a well shaded tree, he crossed his arms and sits in a crossed leg position...

Enaid gives a slight shake of her head as she steps out of the tree...one arched leg following the other as she does so...the chiffon cape shimmering with colours as it flutters with the briefest of movemont..glancing about to find whence she was.an array of soft scent lifts lingers and spreads ...filling the surrounding air

Sprocket plods throught he underbrush with a loud 'thump-thump-thump', all different kinds of twigs and small flowers flattened as it passed by. The bronze man would rather have not stepped on the flowers while he passed by, but his movement was too limited to offer many other choices. The ground was uneven, making this quite a difficult treck for the contraption as he moved deeper and deeper into the wood.

Lerene She slowly takes a step or two backwards as she presses her back into the trunk of a tree. Her arms were still crossed over her chest as her gaze roamed over the people within looking range, though that never lingered on anyone for too long..

[Joss_McCoon ] He wanders out into the forest with his head facing the group.... The action making him a visual obstuction due to the absolutely pure white of both his long flowing trench coat an his wide brimmed hat... only a red carnation in his breast pocket showed any other color to the man

Joss_McCoon wanders out into the forest with his head facing the group.... The action making him a visual obstuction due to the absolutely pure white of both his long flowing trench coat an his wide brimmed hat... only a red carnation in his breast pocket showed any other color to the man

Sprocket waddled a few more steps into the wood, passing by Lerene while his 'gaze' was still focused straight ahead on the path he walked upon. Upon passing her, something loud within the shell of the being made a loud noise, a horrid 'click-whir-whir-whir' that stopped it dead in its tracks. "-Hm'mm... Hm'mm...-" it mumbled, turning its head about to face the lady. "-Excuse me, but could I have a favor?-"

Shin_Seiken then closes his eyes for a bit and the color changes into sky blue, which means he's at calm state of mind... The large sword on his back , Arashinken, does'nt manifestate any unusual reactions as of this time, but he secretly raises up his sensory perceptions as a precaution, a typical tactic of a ninja like him...

Lerene Looks to the man whom was walking past her, raising a brow as he stops beside her.. " Depends on what it is. " She says as she was responding to his question, her voice was soft and smooth as it ran from her tongue like silk.

Joss_McCoon finally glances up at the others around him.... a somber expression showing on his face and a dull pain in eyes so dark that they seem to lack iris'... merely seeming to contain extraordinarily large pupils

Enaid looks about...another shake of her head eyes closing as she smells the surrounding area.....easily identifying the sweet scent assioatated with others within the forest. she lays slender fingers upon the rough bark of the oak she had stepped into the area ..wording a soft thank you before once more turning as she begins to walk upon the soft dark earth of the forest ground. And as she passes tiny little shoots would be seen to peek through

Sprocket seemed to look directly toward Lerene with a pair of scratched crystal blue lenses, a thin sheet of metal briefly sliding over them as it blinked. "Hm'mm... I understand," buzzed the construct, hardly moving at all except for the tips of his rusty moustache while it spoke. "-My body has stopped moving. My springs have loosened too much to allow anymore movement. I need you to wind me up.-"

Lerene A slender shoulder of hers raises and lowers in a shrug as she looks to him, " Sounds easy enough.. " She said as she looks around him, it seemed as if she were looking for the place to wind him up.. Once she found it, she would do just that and steps back when she was finished... " Better? " She asks as she returns to her spot against the tree, her back pressed to it.

Enaid could hear the voices off between the trees like leaves rustling in the breeze as each speak pausing as she crouches down slender fingers reaching to cup and hold a withered gorse her fingertips stroking tenderly over the prickled plant before standing as the yellow scented follows begin to restore and bloom opening up...its spikes and leaves turning a lush green.

[Enaid ] flowers=follows

Sprocket 's swiveled around again, a key that no longer rotated sticking out of his back. With a few turns, the being started to tick like a clock, its arms bending and fingers clenching to get back in practice. "-Ah, yes. This is much better.-" Rocking its spherical body back in forth to turn around, the clockwork gentleman lifted his lid and tipped slightly forward. "-Thank you. It is nice to meet you,-" it said in a way you could only regard as friendly.

Joss_McCoon looks over at the... thing... being wound up, curiosity replacing the dowr mood of before quite easily

Shin_Seiken slowly puts himself into sleep, sice it has been countless days and nights since he leaves the recent town, really not knowing where his feet will take him... Some images flashed onto his mind, the secluded temple, the kunoichi sent by the Castle....

[Alucinor ] ... although as Enaid so tenderly touches the plant, she notices that it does not restore itself to full bloom and vitality very easily. Something is disturbing the natural growth of this plant, hindering it somehow ... as if it's having difficulty feeding from the rich soil underneath.

Lerene Nods as she looks to him and then softly pushes herself from the tree, " It was a pleasure. " She said before she made her way further into the forest, her gaze wondering from one side of her to another.

Enaid tilts her head gazing down upon the plant...a puzzled look upon her brow fleetering in those eyes...the chiffon cape flutters sending the dragonfly colours dancing over her figure as once more she crouches down to hold the withered plant within her fingers....examing it intently

Joss_McCoon moves generally in the direction of the object of his curiosity, his stride finding the perfect balance the bounce of youth and a grace aproaching that of the moon-touched

Sprocket hobbled from side to side, stepping back as the lady took her leave into the forest. "- It was a pleasure -" it repeated, blinking once as it spoke. "-Yes. It was a pleasure to meet you.-" The curves of his rusty moustache curved high to imitate a smile, shifting it view to the man clad in white curiously.

Joss_McCoon bows before the iron monstrosity, removing his hat in respect, and seemignly endless locks of hair to match the man wardrobe fall over his shoulders

Enaid close her eyes letting herself become one with the plant her desire to see what ails its growth....its recovery...her soft gentle touch as her mind links and merges..becoming one..spreading out as her warmth seeks and carresses

Sprocket looked toward that pearly shadow of a man, its body involuntarily shifting side to side as it adjusted to being rewound. Again, its metal digits gripped the edge of its lid and raised it in ritual greeting. "-It is a pleasure to meet you-" buzzed the contraption, lowering its lid with a 'clink'. "-Who are you?-"

Joss_McCoon blinks and taps his finger to his chest, then reaches out into the air and traces words, a green light follows his finger and stays to show the words clearly "Joss McCoon"

Joss_McCoon bows again and gestures with his hand as if to signify that it is the tin-man's turn

Enaid brows dip a little as she slowly imerges herself with the plant becoming as one....sensing its fears....its longings and as her tender carresses spread finely she feels the reasoning yet it puzzles her still further for what she feels is partly of the earth and so thus puzzled she merges further to touch the course to feel that which is damning the plant

Sprocket let the glowish gloulish path of light burn itself into his memory, the remnants of that introduction reflecting an eerie green shine before entirely dissapearing. An awkward shifting of rusty gears and long since repaired parts screeched as the being brought its arm towards itself, tapping against its metal shell with a ehoing 'bang-bang'. "-I am Sprocket. It is a pleasure to meet you, Joss McCoon .-" The thing waddled forward, extending its thin but powerful arm to the stranger with digits spread out like that of a crane, waiting for a hand to fall into its grasp.

Joss_McCoon returns the gesure with great caution, his hands being the only way for him to communicate

Enaid opens her eyes sensing now there was more to this then she had first felt...man's hand could be a reason for long have they posioned that which surrounds them giving them life and substance freely yet are cruely repaid as they taint their surroundings. Whilst this merging progresses along its elnder delicate path her other hand reaches under the bush taking care not to damage this living ailing life to let fingers stroke the stem that enters the softeness of the earth its roots is buried in

Sprocket had graciously allowed its clamps to remain open, merely allowing the gentleman to take hold of its hand and give it a shake. Perhaps it was out of kindness or maybe just a defect from his recent activation, but one would best assume that it was kindness that stirred his consideration. "-Yes. Very Good.-" The spherical man hobbled left and right to face the greater depth of the forest, peering with two scratched lenses into the wood. "-I am going into the forest,-" it stated, swiveling its head to look to Joss as it buzzed.

Joss_McCoon waved his hand in a gesture that could only mean "lead on"

Enaid fingers stroke and dip into the earth...as she merges with this whilst her connection to the plant reassures comforts gives hope....her unspoken voice heard only by the plant as the other diappears slowly dowanwards progressing towards the course of the hurt..

Sprocket started forward, rocking its immense form sharply to the left and the right to move its hulk across the scattered brush of the forest. It hardly bothered to move anything out of its way, branches and rockes being pushed aside or crushed as the mechanism plodded through the area. In the distance, more people could be seen, his presence lacking such tact and stealth that he would no doubt draw a few looks as well. "-There. I see someone,-" Sprocket insisted to Joss, still rocking side to side in the greatest and heaviest of waddles one could ever see.

Joss_McCoon stops for a moment at each living thing detroyed by the hulking creature and made a quick sign over each one, managing to keep up with the tin man along the way

Enaid softly sighs as her merging with the ailing plant continues even whilst the other continues to probe the earth beneath....before slowly emerging once more holding the course of such distress to the living plant....this she carefully places upon the soil beside her as her attetion once more goes to the plant healing it of its wounds...letting the soil once more careess the roots give freedom to its growth as she begins to withdraw yet not til after she sends her healing powers into every growing limb...blessing the plant with health and growth

Sprocket stopped with a loud 'whir-click', his upper body seeming to delocated from the lower portion of his orb, turning acutely around with his pads firmly set within the soil. "-Ah. Yes.-" Who know what he was talking about, but it seemed to be good enough for him. Seeing a lady ahead, those particular types of people a little more mysterious and full of riddles as they were, the hulking mass of scrap rotated back around and stomped toward her direction, lifting its lid from its head as it approached. "-It is a pleasure to meet you," Sprocket called out in a gritty tone, trampling whatever lay underfoot.

[Alucinor ] The object falls to the earth beside Enaid with a dull thud, shining copper seen beneath the layers of still-clinging soil, a buried treasure plucked from the earth ... and indeed now that it has been removed, the plant is fully responsive to Enaid's healing ... roots twist and turn, probing to the previously unaccessable depths where soil is richer ... all is well. And still the object next to her glints in the sunlight, something like a stretched sphere with spout and handle ... and a lid securely attached to its top.

Enaid violet lips form into a smile as she can feel the healing working....the strength of the plant reaturning as its joyous once more slowly now withdrawing from it evn her cuped touch as fingertips brush lightly upon it as they leave. Watching as the green luch returns...a heralding sign of the future..the tiny yellow blooms appearing a good sign...with a breath of sweetness her eyes drop to the shiny object at her side its coppery rays twinking as touched by the sun

Siph Walks though the forest at a fast pace, he notices Enaid and he jumps into the tree with ease and begans to watch her with courious eyes.

Enaid leans back upon her heels her bare feet feeling the softness of the earth...the grass beneath even as she kneels surrounding her new shoots seem to peek and begin to unfold. A hand reaches out as the tips of fingers touch...brush over the coppery object gently removing the clinging soil exposing more of the object before reaching as fingers curl around its circular bottom

[Alucinor ] As fingers brush, more of the gleaming copper surface of what appears to be a common oil burning lamp can be seen ... and yet her strokes seem to cause a reaction of a second sort, as the object begins to vibrate just a little in her hand, as if beginning to come alive ...

Enaid eyes widen a little in surprise the vibrations causing her fingers to tingle....she could feel something was not right indeed the object looked much like what the humans use to give them light to see when the gentle blanket of night was upon them yet never had she felt any vibrate thus

[Alucinor ] The vibrations of the lamp continue to strengthen, until the lamp is almost breaking free of her grasp ... out of nowhere the sound of a shrill whistling can be heard, but no boiling teakettle is this! Sparks of color and beams of rainbow lights streak forth alongside roiling deep blue smoke that billows outward from the lamp's long spout, sparkling motes bursting and revelling within the cloud, scattering all about in a wondrous display of brilliance! This proceeds for a moment, then slowly begins to taper off, the whistle dying away as the lights flicker out and the cloud of blue slowly disperses harmlessly into the air ...

Enaid eyes widen more there own fairy lights watching the scene unfold before her with great interest like dancing of merry lights upon the sky each lighted spark reminding her of the tiny blossoms upon the broughs....though after such a display she moves to peer down the spourt of the copper object..

[Alucinor ] Enaid can suddenly feel a presence behind her, as a figure seems to have approached her from behind, the steps of shoes heard first, then the rustling of cloth as the figure settles. Finally, a charming man's voice speaks to her. "My, my! Looks like you've got a live one there!" And if the lady turns, she would see an odd sort of figure ... loose, baggy white pants bound at the top by a deep blue sash and cuffed at the bottom, feet clad in pointy tipped shoes ... a muscular, broad chest covered only in part by a simple white vest, powerful arms nestled and folded before the man's chest ... a rounded head with pronounced features smiling wonderfully down at Enaid from his tall height, easily over six feet, the top of his head completely devoid of hair, with a thin twine of dark hair descending from his chin. Through his right ear is a golden loop, and thick, stout copper bracers wrap about his wrists. He continues to smile down at Enaid, waiting for acknowledgement.

[Alucinor ] His skin is lightly tanned, almost matching the copper of the lamp in her hands ...

Enaid pulls her head back from peering down the darken spourt unable to see anything else lost was she in her task she had not noticed the soft crushing of growth beneath booted feet the boom of the rich deep voice cousring her to turn to look....her toes feeling the ground beneath her as her body twist in its crouching postion to gaze first at the man's baggy trousers the chiffon fluttering outwards like wings of an insect as those fairy light eyes lift upwards to gaze upon the figure that emitted such a voice to finely look upon the face

Alucinor seems to soften all at once upon seeing the woman's gaze, glancing down to see the lamp held in her hands, then back up into her face. His eyes are indeed his most dazzling feature ... hardly appearing human in the slightest as stars twinkle merrily within depths of deepest blue ...

Enaid could sense that this being was not of the human world no matter the look of his appearance though it's clear from his attire he would appear to belong to the eastern lands of the humans...her gaze resting upon those eyes captured momentrily with the twinkle of flickering lights reminding her much of the agea of the seas...for not only is the land graced with blossoms but so too does the sea..though not all have been seen....pushing herself upwards with a grace borne of the softest breeze...." Is this.....yours?"

Alucinor reacts to her question in a halfway surprised manner. "Hrmm?" He tilts his head, gazing at the object for a moment. "I would just as surely say it is yours, miss," he tells her plainly, still smiling at something that only he seems to know, and nodding once. "Finders, keepers."

Alucinor winks at Enaid, his grin widening.

Enaid rises a brow at the fluttering of his eyelid fairy lighted eyes dropping slightly to notice the beam of a smile upon his lips....yet next instant they drop to the lamp she now held within her fingers....seeing the reflected image of them both before looking upwards head turning as she gazes about " All this you could say I have found yet I hold no such claim to the living plants that are here should I view this copper lamp as any different?" head turning as her gaze falls upon his face once more

Alucinor hears her words, the smile dropping to quick worry, arms at last unfolding as he reaches for the object ... only to stop short. "But ... what else would you do with such a thing? It ... it will need someone to care for it. Surely the woods is no place for such an object ... it belongs in the hands of one that would use it." He blinks thoughtfully, an awkward smile marking his face. "Well, maybe not use it ... I mean ... ummm ..." The handsome copper-skinned man halts with lip quivering slightly, at a loss for appropriate words.

Enaid is puzzled by this man's reaction to her words " It is a lamp ...something that gives light to the world to push back the fears that come with the sure approach of darkness are you not in need of such an item do you fear the darkness that carresses the land to give each living creature time to slumber to regain their strength of another day" looking him him now her dancing lighted eyes softening

Alucinor is pulled from his ponderous search for words by the flowery lady's question, regarding her once more, a breath taken before being given to speech. "There are few things that I fear in this world, and I can tell you that darkness is not one of them." He grumbles slightly, turning back to rub at his side and wincing. "Neither are tight spaces, for that matter ..." His attention roughly snaps back to the woman before him, still holding the lamp. "Anyway! Perhaps you should hold onto that ... just to be safe. And who knows? Maybe it'll come in handy later on ... you never know ..." Alucinor looks intently at her, as if he knows more than he's telling ... eyes dart from side to side nervously before returning to the woman, waiting to see if she'll agree.

Enaid smiles the softness of lips parting as she watches the tall male...eyes dropping slightly at the rubbing of his sides.." Darkness should not be feared but held as a welcome companion to replenish that which is lost in the day..why do you wince and rub have you ben kept in a tight space?" one graceful leg rising to step lift her that much closer to him bare toes wiggling carressing the garss as they met ...." Perhaps you are right many lose their way and need a light to shine a path of guidance"

Alucinor breathes an obvious sigh of relief at her words, grinning happily. "Yes ... I guess you could call it a tight space," he tells her plainly. Then, considering for a moment, he stretches his arms up over his head, bending his elbow and pressing gently from arm to arm, subtle pressure causing an audible pop or two. He then raises one arm straight up while the other finds his hip, leaning off to one side slowly, the same popping cracking noises heard every few inches he drops. Finally, he brings his hands together, fingers woven together and extends his arms, palms outward, causing knuckles to pop as well ... and then, with a few quick twists of his head, his neck pops twice loudly. He then reaches up to tap at the side of his head once or twice before shaking it vigorously. "Whoo! Ahhh, alright then." The same smile returns, looking back to her. "Much better."

Enaid watches this performance of strange behaviour reminding her much of perhaps a form of dancing except of course without the clicks of muscle and bones returning to place...one slender fingertip lightly rubs upon the surface of the coppery object " The space must have indeed been tight if as much muscles need to be stretched back into place...why was you confined?"

Alucinor seems to shiver slightly as the lamp is rubbed by a dainty finger ... coincidence? Either way, a smirk and a shrug are his only response. "Ennh ... you get use to it. And in any case, it doesn't really matter now, does it?" He puts his hands to his hips, face turning skyward as his bellowing, mirthful laugh sounds forth. "I stand in the light of day once again ... it is good to be back." He nods once before his gaze once more returns to Enaid happily ... almost as if he is patiently waiting for something, though indeed there seems to be genuine admiration in his gaze for the beautiful flower that she is. "Freedom ... and in such lovely company as well." His head and upper chest bow forward, one arm flat against his back while the other is to his front in a sort of practiced ceremonial motion.

TheEmoFaerie walks into the forest, grumbling about the pain he suffers with every waking moment, the horrors of life and existence, the exploitation and unfairness of it all. Now normally this would just be unfounded grumblings to be taken with a pinch of salt. On this particular occasion he has two big, bloody holes going right through him, like somebody stabbed two large somethings right through his body. It looks fatal, but he is still up and walking... and grumbling. The rain seems to be one step ahead of him, and if it wasn't raining before, it starts downright storming now.

[Enaid ] /she adjust her space stepping back as he bows seeing this form of address from others that belong to the race of humans..." It seems your confinement was of much time .." she smiles as she too looks up to see the blue of the sky and the soft warm touch of the sun kissing and carressing her sending its welcoming light as it shares its gift to all. " How long will you be tarrying upon this land?"

Alucinor raises his hands in a shrug, shaking his head. "Alas, I cannot say ... my travels take me where they will. For now, I find myself in your company. And so shall I remain for now." His eyes continue to rest upon her, enraptured by the sight of such a lovely creature, as yet unaware and uncaring at the sudden turn in the weather.

TheEmoFaerie continues walking along, and eventually comes across the pair. Alucinor, whose profile doesn't seem to describe him so much as a lamp at first guess..... and Enaid, whose profile does describe her but in levels of complexity that once he has read through half of it he has forgotten the first half and can't put a single image together. His own player would be the one at fault here. All the same, he wanders along with hands in pockets, being thoroughly rained upon... and rained through, thanks to the big holes in his chest and stomach. He walks over toward the two without any intended direction, but then stops as he looks up and sneers in their general direction. Oh joy. Lovebirds... _ .... He grumbles, almost to himself. "How f**king lovely. A pair of sickeningly sweet little things. Why don't they get a f**king room rather than taunt the rest of us out in the open like this. I hate my f**king life."

Enaid fairy lighted eyes gaze upon the large male in front of her a question in them " Why my compnay " the first soft splatters of raindrops splashing upon flesh...turning into more insistance yet this too has its part to play in bringing life to the forest and those around it for much would die without the touch of rain a head turning as soft mutters from someone else is heard..

Alucinor looks blinking back to the grumbling man for a moment. "I beg your pardon?" he argues as eyes drop down to the two gaping holes in his chest, eyes widening slightly. "Oh ... that can't be healthy ..."

TheEmoFaerie draws closer. At seeing the guy look at the holes in him and comment, he just narrows his eyes even more derisively. "No sh*t Sherlock. Y'know, if the choice was mine I would not be walking around with two bloody 'uge holes in my body.... but as I said, my life sucks. I happen to have been selected by a hellspawn for regular abuse. Thats only the start of it.... so if you don't mind, don't draw my attention to the pains of existence any more than you have to....... f**k it all."

Alucinor turns his bald head back to look at Enaid, eyes twinkling. "I think somebody needs a hug."

Enaid rises a brow at this new arrival eyes dropping to note the holes...lifting to gaze at their owner a rather disgrunted individual his voice...his words sounding like the rough surface of slate upon rock ..his mood equally as sharp head turning slightly at the tall male..." I question whether it would be warmly recieved with the intention it would be given" though she did ponder this suggestion

TheEmoFaerie was just about to walk on past, and was in fact trying to do so. He has heard that comment before though. The hug comment. It is perhaps one of those few things he hates more than anything else in the world. He stops again, turning his head very slowly to look at Aluc again and remarks with a hiss: "I think somebody needs to mind his own f**king business......" .... He looks thoughtful for a moment, then fumbles about in one of his pockets and pulls out a motel door key that he just happened to have with him, complete with an address tag. He throws it at alucinor and adds: "... and a room. Now do everyone a favour, take your bitch and go play your love games somewhere where you won't be p*ssing off the general public."

TheEmoFaerie continues onward through the forest, bringing the rain with him in torrents. In fact not once does the downpour stop its running down his matted hair and sullen face. Its probably all the better though, as he hasn't officially showered in a few days. Why would he need to? All he need do is step outside and it starts raining. Stupid f**king world!

Alucinor seems to catch the hotel key in his hand and throw it right back all in one fluid motion, simply returning it to him with the same force with which it was thrown. "Mind my own business, eh? You seem to be making that difficult. And furthermore, you shouldn't jump to conclusions. She is not a female canine of any sort, a friendly conversation is hardly a game of any sort, and these woods are hardly public, seeing as there's nobody else around. Also, that was very rude." The six and a half foot form folds his arms over his chest once more, glaring at Emo crossly.

TheEmoFaerie doesn't even respond as the keys bounce off the back of his receding head. He does reply as Alucinor reaches the end of his sentence... just to say: "F**k you, conformist." ... then carry on walking.

Enaid turns following the creature as he passes...for a creature such as it appears is it any wonder the gift of rain is given one lost in his own fate wraped in it like swaddling clothes around a babe yet accepts it spreading it to others

Alucinor just rolls his eyes and shrugs helplessly, looking back to Enaid ... even as she begins to follow the rude individual. He blinks in surprise ... and yet follows after her, wondering what cause she would have to chase after so harsh a being.

Alucinor follows Enaid, no matter where she goes. *shrugs*

Trixie was taking a nice long walk along a forest path she had followed up on. Shafts of light flickered over her face as she walked with her head up, staring into the canpoie of the forest. She was feeling rather peacful...or was she? It's was just the fact she could not seem to get her magic to do a certain thing. It seemed to easy, everyone else could do it back at home. But only she could not do it. With a small sight she continued to walk whough the sun-flecked forest.

TheEmoFaerie is de-flecking the forest of its sunlight as he goes, bringing a storm over the entire area... and pouring rain. He doesn't move on too far from where Alucinor and Enaid were, just going out of sight and seeking shelter from the rain under a particularly large oak tree... where he hopes to be able to grumble about how awful the world is in peace.

Trixie must go..goodnight everyone..

Enaid pauses....glancing over her shoulder as she hears the foot falls of crushed grass to see Aluc close her gaze once following the sharp fae as it seems to disappear she waits for Alucinor "Tis unusual for one such as he is to be so....disruptive of nature"

Alucinor just shrugs again as he catches up to Enaid. "I suppose there's no helping the helpless. Ummm ... perhaps it would be best if we were to move on?" He looks into her face once more inquisitively, arms folded in front of his chest once more.

TheEmoFaerie boredly sifts through his pockets, still audibly grumbling about how awful everything is, and pulls out a small box. Its a tiny little container, translucent, and contains a number of spare stanley-knife blades. He pulls one out, puts the container away, then uses the small but intricately sharp blade to start carving his name into the trunk of the tree. Its not anything that any normal person could read as its in some sort of unknown fey script that is implausibly difficult to translate into common. His real name actually needs some level of magic to pronounce... but needs none to write, which is what he is doing.

Enaid nods to his words yet in the next instint her eyes widen fear and pain etched clearly in the them the soft kaliadescope of colours suddenly parkling brillently as she spins around feeling the fear and pain as clearly and thickly as if the sky was falling upon them muscles tensing as her body shudders " NOOOOOO......" quickening steps as she runs towards the tree being so horridly marked...

TheEmoFaerie takes a slight while to complete the carving since the 'runes' that form it are quite complicated. Just as he makes the last scratch and looks at his craftiwork smuggly, he turns his head... hearing Enaid approaching. The expression on his face fades to a bemused sneer... watching her come running. "What the f**k is your problem?"

Alucinor was just starting to feel like he was making progress before he finds his mistress running towards the horrid being once more. His eyes turn to see the marking so recently carved in the surface of the bark, and all is made clear. "This is not going to end well," he says aloud, following slowly after Enaid obediently.

Enaid comes to a stop by Emo chiffon flutering around her like tiny wings before settling upon her..staring at him " What did you do....how could you do such a thing do you not have any feelings to so wantenly damage " stepping up to the tree now marked with the dallies of Emo her hand lays upon its rough bark as lips move with the gentlest of words soothing and comforting

TheEmoFaerie watches Enaid bemusedly... with one hand, not even looking, he underlines his name on the tree with the stanley blade.... then cleans the metal off with his fingers, getting the wooden grit and stuff off and flicking it aside.

Brianna enters the forest seeing three people here. She disappears then reappears in a tree on a branch. She looks down at the people already here.

Enaid other hand shoots out to brush Emo hand away from the tree hoping to stop further damage he could course....fingertips layed upon the bark graces over the etched marking cut soo deep....wincing at the pain she could feel...wounds cuting deep bleeding even if not seen....

Alucinor reaches out to grab hold of Emo ... with first one hand, and then the other. And should he get hold of any part of the arrogant creature, he will proceed to haul him away from the tree with all the strength his unnatural form possesses. "Take a hint, sir !"

TheEmoFaerie quirks an eyebrow strangely at Enaid. "No.. seriously. What is your f**king dysfunction? Its a tree .... just a f**king tree . It doesn't feel a thing because it doesn't have the nerves to do so. Stupid f**king treehugger..... Leave me alone, hippy."

Brianna blinks a little confused. She jumps off the tree landing in front of Alucinor, "What's going on?" she asked, her eyes going to Emo

TheEmoFaerie looks back at Alucinor annoyedly. "Bite me, sir ."

Brianna looks at Emo, "What's your problem, sir ."

TheEmoFaerie remarks in reply to Brianna's question: " Everything "

Gorthyn walks towards the noise that he heard in the forest. He sees what looks to be the beginings of a fight. He leans against a tree and watches from not to far off.

Brianna shakes her head, "Well, thats obvious." she answers.

Alucinor growls, the anger in him awakened as thunder and lightning crackles in the deepness of his eyes. Whether a trick of the lights or otherwise, his form seems to swell, growing in size as his entire demeanor darkens just slightly, calling out in his booming voice, "And I suggest you do the rest of us a favor and keep your overwhelming pain to yourself instead of inflicting it upon others ... plants or otherwise! Unless you wish MORE pain ... in which case I will be MORE than happy to oblige." His fists come together swiftly, pressing in as knuckles crack with the sound of small bones breaking.

Brianna looks to Alucinor, "He's not worth it." she said, smiling.

TheEmoFaerie looks Alucinor in the eyes. He isn't impressed. He isn't even remotely impressed, let alone intimidated. He is frequently ripped apart by a hellspawn... you think this would phase him? Hence the man who still has two huge holes in his middle just looks back at Alucinor and says: "F**k you. You're just like everyone else, and I don't give a f**k. Life is suffering anyway, so it doesn't matter how it comes. Kill me if you think you can."

Gorthyn shakes his head. He takes a few steps forward. "What is going on here?" he says, just loud enough for them to hear.

Brianna wants to swear right back at Emo, but doesnt. She looks to Gorthyn, "I have no idea." she said to him, then turns back to emo

TheEmoFaerie smirks at this point, as a thought comes to mind. "Of course, you're probably just doing this to impress yer girlfriend down there aren't you? Yeah... like showing her how completely testosterone-filled you are will help, won't it? Way to go..... retard!"

Gorthyn smiles, "So what is there to fight about?" he says in the same tone, not nessicarily showing emotion.

Brianna points to Emo, "ask him." She glares at Emo, "What?"

Alucinor visibly deflates, shrinking back to his 'normal' six and a half foot form, glowering. Apparently it was all bluster. "You know what?" he says in an all too sweet voice. "I think the girl was right. Not worth it. Besides, your mind is probably too narrow to see reason. You certainly continue to further demonstrate your lack of intelligence." He starts to walk away, muttering under his breath, "Boy am I glad that he didn't find it ..." And of course by walking away, he still doesn't go beyond ten feet of Enaid's position. .

Gorthyn nods, he walks up to Alucinor, he seemed pretty pissed, he smiled widely, "Hello," he then looked at Emo, "So, what's going on man?"

TheEmoFaerie sneers at Alucinor. "Yeah, I knew as much. You're all bark, no bite! ... Pussy! Just like every other wimpy f**k in this place! And speaking of bark!" ... He is still holding that small blade of his, turns and starts carving further graffiti into the trunk of the tree, mostly just random expletives, but anything to get a reaction!

Alucinor explains as briefly as he can. "That man was carving trees. Such actions cause her pain." He points to the woman known as Enaid as he speaks, his back still turned away from Emo. "Moron."

TheEmoFaerie makes a rude gesture at Gorthyn with his free hand by the way, not even looking away from the tree. He isn't a friendly person by any accounts.

Gorthyn nods, "Ok, I see what's going on..." He takes a step towards Emo. "Hey, I was tryin' to be nice, but... you didn't respond the way that I would have liked... Yeah, you've got some problems..."

[Alucinor ] Emo's further carving gets no further reaction from Alucinor, unfortunately. The tree-carving doesn't cause him pain ... and based on the laws by which he is bound, he can't even act to stop him without consent from a specific person who is no longer logged on at the moment. So for now, he sits there and hopes said person will come back.

Czar would appear behind The Emo fearie. Yes. Czar was here to defend the little guy. He heard of People whining about trees...and now he just heard about this Alucinor's Enaid. That praises an eyebrow and a provacative miscle. It starts out with the tree behind the man...See it? See it now? Oh you can't? Aww that's too bad. It just bursted into flames. Yeap. splinters and sparks fly everywhere. Czar's a more twisted than Emo is. More than just Emo can testify to that.

TheEmoFaerie replies verbally to Gorthyn this time, still without looking: "No kidding. Whatever led you to that conclusion, genius? ... Don't waste my time. I'm sick of being oogled by co~" ..... He never reaches the end of the sentence as the tree bursts into flames, as does he. Emoboi staggers back from the tree, on fire, and mutters: "... this really f**king hurts... -_-;;"

TheEmoFaerie stops, drops and rolls. Hooray for safety instructions. It doesn't work though. He is still on fire, rolling about on the ground and muttering: "Stupid... OW ... f**king... ARGH ... hellfire... URGHHH!! >_Gorthyn smirks as the man lights on fire, he makes a slight remark, "Actually, I am a genius, which is more than I can soy for you. You're the one on fire..."

TheEmoFaerie stops, drops and rolls. Hooray for safety instructions. It doesn't work though. He is still on fire, rolling about on the ground and muttering: "Stupid... OW ... f**king... ARGH ... hellfire... URGHHH!! >_Gorthyn smirks as the man lights on fire, he makes a slight remark, "Actually, I am a genius, which is more than I can soy for you. You're the one on fire..."