(OPEN) Herb Hunting

[Aikin]

[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 480px; background-color: #f3fbe3, bTable][style=padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 7px; background-color: #c6eb7e; color: #FFFFFF; font-size: 30px; font-family: georgia; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: left; letter-spacing: -3px]SOMETIMESLOVECOMESAROUND[/style] [style=margin-top: -30px; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: georgia; color: #757575; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px]just get back up when it knocks you down[/style]

[style=font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 100%; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; padding: 4px 12px 4px 12px; text-align: justify; opacity: 0.8; -moz-opacity: 0.3; border-top: 2px dashed #ccfd6d; border-bottom: 2px dashed #ccfd6d; background-color: #fcf3ed; width: 450px ; height: 250px; overflow: auto;] It was a nice, warm day today this spring. There was moisture in the air, which was probably why it was fairly warm. It was by no means hot, it was still only mid-spring after all. The ground was drying from the morning dew that had fallen, the cold, wet grass brushing against the boy's feet as he walked. Today was a bad day for his mother, she was really sick today. It came and went, usually for a few days where he became the parent and she became the child. It had been that way for a few years now... it was probably why he was responsible and as hard working as he is. The day was just starting, the sun shining bright even though it was barely over the horizon. The woodbender hummed, smiling as he walked towards where he knew Lilac grew. The stores had been running low after the womanhood ceremony last week. It was a society dominated by women, so naturally it was a big deal. The boy did what he could for he was only a boy. "Now where are you..." he said to himself as he looked around for the plant. He was still in training unlike masters he didn't know the forest as well as them. He still knew it better than most at his age because of his mother's illness. Now it was time to find that plant... and two more on the list to stock up on. [/style] [style=padding-right: 10px; background-color: #c6eb7e; text-align: center; color: #FFFFFF; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 2px; line-height: 10px]WORDS ;; 247 || TAGGED ;; OPEN || MUSE ;; none || NOTE ;; hullo [/style]

[style=width: 480px; margin-top: -20px; margin-right: 30px; text-align: center; font-size: 9px; color: #757575]made by prism of, bmc, sgo, and ls~[/style]

[Ayato]

[style=background: url(http://i52.tinypic.com/j7gld3.jpg); width: 436px; padding: 3px 29px 6px 3px; text-align: right; font-family: georgia; font-size: 12pt; color: #DAA2B5; text-shadow: #202020 1px 1px 0px; margin-bottom: -2px; border-radius: 14px 14px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius: 14px 14px 0px 0px;]open & closed within your eyes[/style][style=background: #202020; font-family: georgia; font-size: 6pt; color: #d8d7e4; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 456px; padding: 3px 9px 3px 3px; margin-bottom: -2px; text-transform: uppercase;]i'll place the sky within your eyes[/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,460,true][atrb=style, background: url(http://i52.tinypic.com/j7gld3.jpg); padding: 5px; text-align: justify; color: #161616;] [style=background: url(http://i52.tinypic.com/j7gld3.jpg); padding: 6px;] Ayato was busy as usual tending his herb garden. Spring had just begun to pass in Wu Xing, thus it meant caring for the new saplings that were beginning to burst from the ground and plant his herb garden. Some were starting to bud from the prior year, and the flowers around him in the district were in full bloom due to help from other wood benders in the area. This was how he spent most of his days year-round. In the spring he tended to preparing the soil and the initial growth of the plants, the summer was dedicated to careful pruning and bending the trees to provide a proper level of shade as to not dry out the soil, and fall was spent harvesting both seeds and herbs to manage through the winter in which he dedicated his time to his studies to further advance his bending and herbology. On his knees, a light dusting of soil layering his clothes, Ayato placed seed by seed beneath the moist soil, making a silent wish for each to grow to fruition. This section of the garden was dedicated to tea, small roses budding upon the neighboring bushes, lilacs providing a calming fragrance, and mint and chamomile to relax one's soul. [/style][style=background: #202020; font-family: georgia; font-size: 6pt; color: #d8d7e4; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 444px; padding: 3px 9px 3px 3px; margin-bottom: -2px; text-transform: uppercase;]tag: your momwords: 210 notes: zombie cancer credit:ketsue of ls[/style]

[Aikin]

[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 480px; background-color: #f3fbe3, bTable][style=padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 7px; background-color: #c6eb7e; color: #FFFFFF; font-size: 30px; font-family: georgia; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: left; letter-spacing: -3px]SOMETIMESLOVECOMESAROUND[/style] [style=margin-top: -30px; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: georgia; color: #757575; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px]just get back up when it knocks you down[/style]

[style=font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 100%; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; padding: 4px 12px 4px 12px; text-align: justify; opacity: 0.8; -moz-opacity: 0.3; border-top: 2px dashed #ccfd6d; border-bottom: 2px dashed #ccfd6d; background-color: #fcf3ed; width: 450px ; height: 250px; overflow: auto;]Aikin was just not really that noticing today. The boy turned his head around, looking at the flowers budding with spring's renewal in full bloom. He moved towards one of the flowers, smiling to it. He let his hand move under the bud, slightly caressing the underbelly of it like one would a small child. The woods were in harmony as far as he could tell, then again he was not the most powerful bender by far and spiritual sense only got one so far. It didn't take long for him to see what he was looking for. Of course it was just his luck that he ended up on the other side from the man. He honestly didn't see him, he was not the Wood Chief or any of the upper benders. He could not sense through the plant life like an earthbender through the earth at this point in his training. He looked at the lilac bush, smiling to it. "There you are," he said with a bright smile on his face, a pleasant tone in his voice as he found what he was looking for. He moved his hand towards the plants, twisting his wrist a little to try and bend the plant to create minimal pain while he extracted the part he needed. It was rare that the plant actually needed to be killed when creating something, even taking roots one only took as much as they needed without killing the plant. That was the way of the Wood Tribe. Of course like any element there was always outliers. Their naturally peaceful way was like that of the airbenders. The power they wielded could easily be used to create terrible poisons like how airbenders could devoid a space of air to suffocate and opponent or water use blood to make a puppet out of a person. These were dangerous, difficult and forbidden by all nations. That is why it was never heard or thought of... because they shouldn't be. The brunette just stood there and smiled as he tried to bend the plant. Of course the flower moved a little towards him, causing his face to scrunch up in concentration. No he was by far not to far into his training. There were quite a few others that were much better than him and younger. I guess it really didn't matter to him as long as he could be useful in some way to the tribe. [/style] [style=padding-right: 10px; background-color: #c6eb7e; text-align: center; color: #FFFFFF; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 2px; line-height: 10px]WORDS ;; 440 || TAGGED ;;OPEN || MUSE ;; none || NOTE ;; hullo [/style]

[style=width: 480px; margin-top: -20px; margin-right: 30px; text-align: center; font-size: 9px; color: #757575]made by prism of, bmc, sgo, and ls~[/style]

[Ayato]

[style=background: url(http://i52.tinypic.com/j7gld3.jpg); width: 436px; padding: 3px 29px 6px 3px; text-align: right; font-family: georgia; font-size: 12pt; color: #DAA2B5; text-shadow: #202020 1px 1px 0px; margin-bottom: -2px; border-radius: 14px 14px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius: 14px 14px 0px 0px;]open & closed within your eyes[/style][style=background: #202020; font-family: georgia; font-size: 6pt; color: #d8d7e4; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 456px; padding: 3px 9px 3px 3px; margin-bottom: -2px; text-transform: uppercase;]i'll place the sky within your eyes[/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,460,true][atrb=style, background: url(http://i52.tinypic.com/j7gld3.jpg); padding: 5px; text-align: justify; color: #161616;] [style=background: url(http://i52.tinypic.com/j7gld3.jpg); padding: 6px;] Ayato heard a slight noise from the other side of the nearby bush, breaking him from his routine of planting more seeds. He was not the best at bending himself, thus the cause of many plants dying due to his attempts at harvesting leaves, buds, and flowers for the multitude of purposes he used them for, such as providing tea herbs to the local tea shop in the Metal District. He would stop there weekly during the months from spring though fall with a variety of herbs, one of the lesser, and many providers of herbs for the kind shopkeepers. "Um..hello?" Ayato whispered, approaching the bush that obscured his vision of the other individual. He was unable to make out what the other said, but was sure that it was a human rather than a random animal rustling the leaves. Although this garden was technically a part of the Wood Embassy, he felt a certain sense of claim and territoriality to the area, seeing as he cared for it, so he must protect it from those that may seem to harm his precious plants. He may not be well trained well in the ways of combat and would rather not have any strife with another individual, but people did not come to this section of the embassy normally, and he was frightened. [/style][style=background: #202020; font-family: georgia; font-size: 6pt; color: #d8d7e4; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 444px; padding: 3px 9px 3px 3px; margin-bottom: -2px; text-transform: uppercase;]tag: blah words: 222 notes: blah credit:ketsue of ls[/style]

[Aikin]

[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 480px; background-color: #f3fbe3, bTable][style=padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 7px; background-color: #c6eb7e; color: #FFFFFF; font-size: 30px; font-family: georgia; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: left; letter-spacing: -3px]SOMETIMESLOVECOMESAROUND[/style] [style=margin-top: -30px; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: georgia; color: #757575; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px]just get back up when it knocks you down[/style]

[style=font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 100%; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; padding: 4px 12px 4px 12px; text-align: justify; opacity: 0.8; -moz-opacity: 0.3; border-top: 2px dashed #ccfd6d; border-bottom: 2px dashed #ccfd6d; background-color: #fcf3ed; width: 450px ; height: 250px; overflow: auto;]Aikin didn't hear the man... because he was whispering! I mean who whispers when asking a question!? Well apparently that guy but that wasn't really the point now was it? The brunette boy looked at the plants before him, his wrist twisting with his hand in sort of a come here motion towards the plants. Bending was a slow process for a beginner after all, connection with the element took more effort and concentration at the beginner level for simple things masters could do with a simple twitch of the finger with greater results. Everyone had to start somewhere though right? The brunette smiled as the one thing he was trying to bend slowly moved towards him. It was a little faster than a snail, but not by much. He smiled as it came within easy reach, putting his free hand below the part he wanted while trying to bend it off the main body of the plant without much pain to it. It was like giving blood since it didn't kill the plant or anything really in a big sense. "Yay... one down... more to go," he said positively, with a bit of pride in his voice. He was very happy that he had gotten one... though he was far from done. He was talking at a normal speaking level... well perhaps a little louder with the excitement. Who could blame him... he had gotten one of... like fifty of what he needed! Well when it is put that way... oh well. He of course didn't have a honed enough wood sense or anything of the like to sense the man coming closer to him and was to focused on the task to hear him. [/style] [style=padding-right: 10px; background-color: #c6eb7e; text-align: center; color: #FFFFFF; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 2px; line-height: 10px]WORDS ;; 286 || TAGGED ;;OPEN || MUSE ;; Conspiracy by Paramore || NOTE ;; hullo [/style]

[style=width: 480px; margin-top: -20px; margin-right: 30px; text-align: center; font-size: 9px; color: #757575]made by prism of, bmc, sgo, and ls~[/style]

[Ayato]

[style=background: url(http://i52.tinypic.com/j7gld3.jpg); width: 436px; padding: 3px 29px 6px 3px; text-align: right; font-family: georgia; font-size: 12pt; color: #DAA2B5; text-shadow: #202020 1px 1px 0px; margin-bottom: -2px; border-radius: 14px 14px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius: 14px 14px 0px 0px;]open & closed within your eyes[/style][style=background: #202020; font-family: georgia; font-size: 6pt; color: #d8d7e4; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 456px; padding: 3px 9px 3px 3px; margin-bottom: -2px; text-transform: uppercase;]i'll place the sky within your eyes[/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,460,true][atrb=style, background: url(http://i52.tinypic.com/j7gld3.jpg); padding: 5px; text-align: justify; color: #161616;] [style=background: url(http://i52.tinypic.com/j7gld3.jpg); padding: 6px;] "Uh...you?" Ayato whimpered slightly louder. Lack of confidence in one's self tends to lower one's voice. A softer voice also signifies a gentler personality, seeing as many are frightened by rash, loud speech, including the timid individual with the lowered voice. "Y-you there. What are you doing?" Ayato could almost feel as if some plantbending was taking place, but as he was a novice himself, it might have just been a rash from fertilizer. What would someone be coming to his garden for? Again, this wasn't technically his, but he felt a sense of territoriality over it. Still assuming that the other individual who was possibly doing some form of bending had not heard him, Ayato crept along the side of the bush, attempting to sneak behind the other individual whom was slowly coming into his sights. Wait..this was just a kid..what was he doing? Noticing the child, or early teen, Ayato was never good at telling an individual's age well, was attempting to bend flowers from the lilac bush, he decided a peace offering was what was best. The blossoms made an amazing herbal tea as well as offered a pleasant aroma to any medicinal recipes. Focusing on a bud, Ayato watched the plant slowly grow, tendrils of vines sprouting from the base of the buds quicker than the buds blooming themselves...in essence a failure. When the bud finally bloomed, rather than bend the flower off, he left it in place on the offchance that the other boy did not want it. Facing the boy again, Ayato muttered "H-hi?" [/style][style=background: #202020; font-family: georgia; font-size: 6pt; color: #d8d7e4; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 444px; padding: 3px 9px 3px 3px; margin-bottom: -2px; text-transform: uppercase;]tag: blah words: 264notes: blah credit:ketsue of ls[/style]