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Post by PEARL BETH LANDRY on Aug 19, 2011 21:20:32 GMT -5
My breathing deepened with focus, until it was just me, the old leather-back, mole-skinned sketch book, and the flowers. The contours of the exotic flower before me had to be just perfect, for my own sanity's sake. But it wasn't just the contours I was worried about. The light was making it hard to keep a good value, the wrong shadow in the wrong place. Even if I was working with graphite, the colors were hard to deal with as well. Any other time I would have probably given up on this, but seeing as I had been fighting with it for at least two hours, I wasn't about to give up.
"sigh."
As my hand reached for the eraser just as I noticed the huge silver-black stain on the side, and a small smile, one I wouldn't want anyone to witness, crept up. It brought back memories of the better days, sitting alone somewhere sketching without a care in the world. Sure my art was atrocious, but back then, it was all I had. With a chuckle, I resumed my work, if you could really call it that. Work was something you hated, right? Something you were forced to do. But art for me was anything but that. It was... my life.
My eyes drifted to the sky, and I let my guard down, dreamily staring at the clouds, the birds, the powder blue. Keeping up a tough exterior was tiring, and it was nice to have a moment like this to myself, where I could dreamily look at the sky without anyone thinking anything of it.
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Post by JOSHUA DONOVAN DALE on Aug 19, 2011 21:53:46 GMT -5
The garden, with it's fragrant smells and exotic beauty, was not a regular haunt of Joshua Dale. The fact that he was a Fire student meant that whilst he wasn't banned from coming here, there were certainly some discomforts for some. He was in the good graces of the Earth students following the recent war and his betrayal of the Thunder/Fire alliance for Nell's sakes, so it didn't feel too blasphemous to step past the entrance and into the rows of flowers and plants. They reminded him of his mother, a thought that made his gut twist slightly. Will she believe me, when she returns home? As a Member of Parliament, Trish sometimes had to go off to meetings in the capitol or conferences. She would be back in a couple of days, but it was still uncomfortable given the current tension with his father. He normally would have went home and sat amongst the very garden that Patricia herself had cultivated, but he was disallowed from his own doorstep at the moment. The words had not been spoken, but Joshua understood that he was forbidden from there.
He had not expected for anyone else outside of the Earth element to be wandering about. Just as the Water students had their lake and the Fire elementals laid a silent claim to the dungeons, it was usually rare to find any others in this place. Perhaps this girl was an Earth student, but his brow furrowed as he realised that he did not recognise her. Given that he'd stayed in the Earth dormitories during his time of banishment from Fire, this surprised him. "Hello," Joshua said quietly, blinking at the girl. He noticed that she appeared to be drawing and though he was curious as to what her artwork looked like he would not be outgoing enough to ask. Not that he was shy, just a tad closed-off and anti-social. "Are you an Earth elemental?" True, it was a little blunt and unexpected coming from someone that you didn't know, but he just wanted to know whether she too was 'out of her element'.
If he had known that she was a Thunder elemental, Joshua likely would have said nothing. Most of the Thunder elementals were aware of his identity right now and loathed him for so valiantly protecting someone outside of the alliance. But Nell had been his best friend, even though they were more than that now, so he did not regret the decision. Noticing the flower, Joshua's gray eyes flicked over to it. "Ah. Is that what you're drawing?" The sophomore was at least trying to be more civil and polite than was usually known for his personality. It was strange to meet a Fire student that didn't like to involve themselves with violence, but Joshua's temper and genetics still marked him as a Fire elemental at heart.
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Post by PEARL BETH LANDRY on Aug 20, 2011 1:11:07 GMT -5
Since I'd come into this garden, the earth elementals were less than friendly. After the gaping stares and dirty looks, they just left me to my drawing and ignored me completely; just the way I liked it. Some seemed interested in my artwork, but didn't care enough to bother someone out of their element. To be honest, this place wasn't exactly home-sweet-home for me either, just a place with things to draw. That was enough to bring me here in the first place.
"Hello."
The voice genuinely surprised me. So much I almost dropped the pencil in my hand. As soon as I looked up though, I recognized the face. He was a fire elemental, and there was a lot of drama involved with him, drama I didn't care enough to involve myself in.
Great. The drama's probably contagious.
At least none of the other thunder elementals would see me with him here, but just the chance was enough for me to drastically raise my guard.
"Are you an Earth Elemental?"
Looking up from my sketch book, I gave him the coldest eyes I could muster in the little time I had to prepare. He probably meant well, but knowing all the talk that went on, it was most likely best to keep my distance. Not that the element I held came in handy for driving off a Fire boy.
"Thunder," I said mater-of-factly, turning back to my art and trying to seem uninterested.
While working out a difficult blend in the colors, I tried to remember his name. Not that it mattered, but curiosity could gnaw at me from time to time.
"Ah. Is that what you're drawing?
I nodded, glancing back and forth between the flower and the book. My pencil was just dull enough to work out this one part...
Maybe it was his awkward loom standing next to me, maybe it was curiosity, but I turned to him and with the best 'bored out of my mind' voice, "Ryll. That's pronounced 'rill'. You are?"
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Post by JOSHUA DONOVAN DALE on Aug 20, 2011 14:12:18 GMT -5
The girl seemed disinterested in him, something that Joshua noticed right away. That was fine. He might have just walked away if he hadn't been curious about her element as well. Besides, he'd never met an Earth elemental that made a habit of outright ignoring people that spoke to them. So what element was this girl in, then, he wondered? He decided that he would ask, but tensed up when she gave her answer. Thunder. "Oh." Well, now things were going to be uncomfortable. Joshua loathed the Thunder students with every possible bone in his body for what they had done to Nell, and he knew that they probably hated him just as much for what he hadn't done to her. Whatever. He didn't care why the hated him, they were all a bunch of cold-hearted bastards. Nell's innocence had been proven, it wasn't his fault they were all bitter and vindictive about their loss. Then again, Fire were just as bad. The Earth kids were the only ones that seemed to tolerate him lately.
Joshua was not expecting an introduction. Far from it, really. He had just shifted to move away deeper into the comfort and sanctuary of the gardens when the girl shifted and turned to him. He blinked for a moment in confusion before he realised that she was telling him her name, then asking for his in return. "Josh," he returned slowly, as if unsure of how to go about handling this situation. Does she not know who I am, then? He'd figured that her earlier hostility had been because of his identity, or maybe it was just because of his element seeing as Thunder and Fire were at odds at the moment. No, that can't be right, I never told her I was a Fire elemental. Damn it, this was confusing him. He also didn't know why she had to tell him how to pronounce her name when she had said it aloud and he was certainly not deaf, but he didn't bother asking. No need to sound like a jackass quite yet. He might have hated the Thunder students, but he didn't want to provoke an unnecessary confrontation.
Folding his arms slightly, Joshua frowned. "If you're a Thunder elemental, what are you doing in the gardens?" Josh figured that it was a sensible enough question. The Earth elementals absolutely hated Thunder-kind at the moment, so it only made sense that they'd probably want to stay far away from one another. Not this girl, though. She had nodded when he asked if he was drawing the flower, but couldn't she have found just about any other scene to draw? The forest probably had plenty of beautiful scenery without carrying the risk of being maimed. Not that the Earth students were cruel enough to main anyone, mind you. Then again, the forest is off limits until you're a junior. Was this girl a junior? Or older than that? He didn't know.
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Post by PEARL BETH LANDRY on Aug 20, 2011 16:13:30 GMT -5
It was a sensible enough question. I asked myself the same soon after entering, but how to explain it to him. Obviously he wasn't into art, or he would have understood and not had to have asked the question in the first place. Perhaps it was the fact that I knew the Earth Elementals would do anything but talk to me. Maybe it was because I wanted to draw the rare flowers here. Either way, it took me a moment before I had my answer.
"I'm... not so sure myself. I guess no one would bother me here. I was so quiet he probably didn't hear me.
When I looked back at the paper, The flower was finished. I really had outdone myself, and the two and a half hours of wrestling with it seemed to pay off. But there was something... missing. It was almost as if the flower was frozen. It was too cold and lifeless, even if I did get everything perfect.
I shook my head and turned back to Josh. Well, why are you here? You're obviously not an Earth elemental.
[/color] It was crazy, but maybe talking to someone would help me figure out what was wrong with the flower. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]
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Post by JOSHUA DONOVAN DALE on Aug 20, 2011 16:36:34 GMT -5
Joshua blinked, taking in the words of the girl. It really did make sense if you considered it like that. Most of the people in this garden were Earth elementals who didn't like to get on peoples nerves and so they might just ignore someone that was drawing in favour of leaving them in peace. But he also knew a few of the Earth kids that would approach you no matter if you were busy with something or not and pester you with friendly questions. Nevertheless, Joshua decided that her answer was reasonable. "Fair enough," he replied. She had spoken so quietly that he wondered if she was shy or unsure of herself, but he had been listening to hear the answer so he had indeed picked up on it. The gardens were a silent and sunny place, so it was not difficult to carry on a soft-spoken conversation.
He blinked when she turned the question back on him, not having expected it. "It's quiet here," he replied. "I like the quiet." Unlike most of the Fire students with their pack mentality, Joshua was an independent and solitary soul. He had few friends and spent most of his time studying, reading, or just sitting around and enjoying the silence. Now that he had Nell he spent less time doing absolutely nothing, but there was still a lot of alone time to be had in his lifestyle. Some might have regarded it as a lonely way to live, but Josh was fine with it. He'd rather have a few friends that he could trust with his life than a myriad of contacts that he barely knew and wouldn't trust with a single possession he owned, let alone something as valuable as his existence.
"I'm a Fire elemental," he clarified, even though she probably knew that considering how awkward and hostile it had been at first. He could have told her more about himself but instead he just left it at that. A gray glance observed the gardens around them for a moment, taking his eyes away from the girl. The colours and shapes of the plants were always so exotic and unnatural. Given that this was the hangout area of many skilled Earth kids, he supposed that they liked it this way. It was a way of showing off their expertise. None of the other elements really had that sort of chance, but Josh didn't mind. He wouldn't mind just observing.
Turning his attention back to her, he said, "Why were you shaking your head just then?" She was right in one assumption--he was no artist. He could sketch, but his reach did not go beyond that. He didn't understand her frustration with her work.
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