Herb Delivery(Open)

[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 well tasked with delivery of his precious herbs to the Metal Tea House. Although he was saddened by the amount of his beloved plants that had to die in order for the business to stay running, he felt a sense of accomplishment in that he was able to help others and provide for himself. Although it was early in the year, flowers had already begun to bloom, providing him with blossoms and fully grown plants to sell to the teahouse. Carrying a satchel full of rose hips, chamomile, lilac blossoms, and the few mint leaves that had begun to reach full maturity, Ayato entered the tea house, pushing the cloth hanging over the door from his face, standing awkwardly in the entrance waiting for the owner to assist him in the exchange. He had not yet changed from his gardening clothing in varying shades of brown, and his knees and hands were stained with the deep hue of earth with hints of it covering his forehead and nose. He probably should have changed and bathed before entering the city proper, but he was so distracted by the joy of his plants aiding others that it evaded his mind completely. [/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: Raaawwwrrrwords: 201notes: mewcredit:ketsue of ls[/style]

[Kaskae]

(I haven't been placed into the water tribe group yet, but I figured it's safe to post since Lioriel accepted my bio... Hopefully.)((Admin Edit: Oops! Got that fixed for you now. dur. *facepalms*))

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width: 400px; text-align: justify;][STYLE=color: #003c6f; width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 7px solid #003c6f; background: url(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii106/wauuw/face%20claims/anime/450730.png)] [/style][STYLE=background: #003c6f; height: 7px; margin-left: 114px; margin-top: -30px;] [/style][STYLE=background: 041b2f; margin-left: 114px; height: 23px;] [/style][STYLE=text-transform: uppercase; font: 20pt Verdana; color: #f0f0f0; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em black; margin-left: 116px; margin-top: -60px;]Would you kill[/style] [STYLE=text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -9px; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 11px;]To save a life?[/style][STYLE=border-left:7px solid #003c6f; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; font-family: verdana;]Sometimes being away from home could really get on a guy's nerves, at least if he was so used to being surrounded by his family all of the time. Being away like this wasn't all that enjoyable for one of the patron's at the Metal Tea House, one who went by the name Kaskae. Normally he would have just hung around the water district whenever he went to Wu Xing, but he managed to get himself lost, not used to large cities in the least. And he was far too stubborn to ask for directions, wandered around aimlessly for a while before he stumbled upon this tea house, which he entered because sometimes tea could do wonders to help calm him down. Decked out in traditional blue water tribe garbs, with symbols on it and everything, he did look a little out of place. But he did his best to ignore any odd looks sent his way, and none were really questioning him because it was just uncommon for his sort to be there, not unheard of. He was thankful for that much, at least. Kaskae was content to just sit there and keep to himself, right up until a boy entering the tea shop caught his eye. This one wasn't as clean and, well, presentable as the rest, dirtied and carrying around a bag filled with what looked like plants, based on the green that was sticking out here and there. "Hard day at work, huh?" The water bender couldn't help but ask when the dark haired boy was near his table, which was close to the entrance. Kaskae could always appreciate a hard worker, honestly didn't believe he saw enough of them in the city. Then again, work here was probably just a bit different than the manual labor he was so used to. [/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;] That other man's voice didn't grab Ayato's attention immediately, but rather blended into the background of the other noises that patrons made. During his visits, he only really associated with the owner of the tea shop, seeing as patrons tended to look down upon him for his lackluster garb and earthy scent. Small comments did reach him, even if they were not meant to be heard. He knew what they said and it bothered him little. In all truth, he was not that presentable to be out in a public place, let alone a business, but his lack of social upbringing left him indifferent to the opinions of others or social norms and courtesies. Wandering around the entryway, with nothing better to do, Ayato took note of a small decorative pot crouching for further examination. Although there was nothing special about it's shape or painting, it bore the symbol of the metal embassy one one side and the symbol of the city of Wu Xing was painted on the neighboring vase filled with dried flower petals, emitting a sweet scent. Somehow those signs brought peace to his mind. He wondered what a world without such peace would be like and if the avatar would again return or if they were to live this way for the rest of their lives. [/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: 220notes: blah credit:ketsue of ls[/style]