TWELVE souls » suddenly overcome with rabid smiling glee.

[martelandmany]

[voiced]

[An excited gasp!] What a wonderful beautiful day outside! The sky is so vividly blue, the grasses so lusciously green...

Flowers! I simply must go gather more flowers. Capell, you'll come, won't you?

[Martel's event!loss? Her dignity. And/or that sense of reservation that keeps her inner spaz on the inside.]

Comments

[faizedout]

You are collecting flowers?

[martelandmany]

Indeed~! They're rather beautiful, aren't they?

[faizedout]

I suppose that their aesthetic quality is quite high, but I'm not sure if they hold any allergens for the citizens of the village. Their herbal value might also be of benefit to us, but I would have to examine them to get a better idea of this.

[martelandmany]

...

[She wasn't expecting that. She recovers soon, though!]

You're certainly thoughtful today. Would you like for me to bring you some?

[faizedout]

If it is not too much trouble, Martel. I would like to study them if at all possible.

[martelandmany]

No trouble at all~!

[faizedout]

Thank you.