As with the mention of the haltrials, spores would burst from their stamens as a great portion of them would begin to sink into the ground, shy of the compliments presented by the plush doll. Not that it was difficult to tell.
Prima would inevitably muster a simple smile in response to Zahrah's...
“Oh...uh...no, um…you see,” Awkwardly, Prima made a small glance around. “It’s…not these numbers you keep bringing up,” she stated, clear as her voice could muster, perhaps slightly overwhelmed by the plush's excessive input. “You see…my grandmother is sickly, so I’ve been making trips back into...
And thus, Tiefy was pat on the head!!
Despite the greenness of her skin, she appeared super duper happy and super duper affectionate thereafter! Combined with the soft plushiness of Zahrah's plushy body, it was super effective!! Though her eyes were covered by vines and the messy nature of her...
"In the eyes of the gods, a cursed vessel such as Lady Briar may as well not be treated differently from any other monster." For once, the haltrials' voices were much softer. "If the Ones were gone, it is undeniable that the forest would be safer--both for those settled in the forest and for its...
“Oh, yes, those Redhowl villagers are incredibly, extremely foolish…! Ehe~! You'd be a perfect fit with them, we'd say...!! We can get why most some of them come back into the forest--there's several different monster cores, magical resources and medicinal herbs that the Briar forest has that...
MENTIONS: @Elvario
Pollen pellets fumed right out from their stamens as the harmonious choir would devolve into discordant, if muffled shrieks—flowers panicking as they struggled to figure out even a single response.
It was unnecessary to even state that Zahrah’s smooth talking was...
As a short recap for Without a Second to Spare
In Zahrah's last visit for their research in understanding flowers in their search for happiness, they would befriend a strange, grotesque woman of green skin named Briar Tiefschlaf, strangely enough, charm the likes of the nigh-pompous haltrial...
Before she could manage to concoct her response to the other two gentlemen (@Clyvelle, @Valkan) and unfortunate as it would be that the lady in red (@Uasal) would leave, her ear would be caught by the heckling of the individual with the oni mask. (@Orikanyo)
"Unfortunately, as much as I'd enjoy...
@Uasal
Location: Front Yard (at the fountain)
+ "Rose" +
@Uasal
She smiled despite The Lady in Red's vague response.
"Indeed, we ought to stand ambiguous...but can you blame me for desiring to know more about somebody as beautiful as you? I happen to have found you to be the most exciting...
Type: A friendly response
Sender: Seven
Recipient: Regula Caelia @Elvario
Canon Status: A coy response sent through the mail
Greetings, Regula of Caelia,
I find it very considerate that, in spite of your duties, you would take the time to write to me your passionate desire to gore my body into...
Type: Reply
Sender: Seven
Recipient: Ophenia (@Faynorae)
Canon Status: Returned to sender address.
Hello, Ophenia!
I haven't managed to see Finnegan in a while with how busy I am. I wish I could support you a lot more realizing your circumstances though. Still, thank you for your concern. It...
@Uasal
Location: Front Yard (at the fountain)
+ "Rose" +
“Ah…how horrible of me…I’ve brought a beautiful angel to fall.”
Though she was completely soaked and wet with fountain water, ‘Rose’ would, for a moment, stare silently at the woman before her…allowing a bird’s call or two to pass...
Type: A response
Sender: Seven
Recipient: Finn ( @Orikanyo )
Canon Status: Sent back to delivery address (after some point distributions)
Greetings, Finnegan.
I see you're still incredibly amusing and incredibly endearing. I assure you, I revel in this regal treatment greatly. I cannot help...
Type: Response
Sender: Tiefschlaf
Recipient: Zahrah Fiore (@Elvario)
Canon Status: Somehow appeared one day in some foresty terrain wherever Zahrah was with the assistance of some certain green flowers (HMPH!!)
The handwrtiting is extremely illegible, and there's a faint scent of rotting meat...
+ "Rose" +
All throughout the beginning of the banquet, she had simply one main issue--and it was greatly impeding on her ability to enjoy her little game of coquette amongst the guests. She was dressed in elegant, intricate black--eyes hidden by a similarly colored canvas. Despite the...