Post by stephjo on Jul 8, 2009 11:09:36 GMT -5
they know you're lonely, and they will only break your heart
AND THIS MASTERPIECE WILL TEAR YOU APART
[/color] She questioned with a light laugh, that over used Irish accent of hers echoing out as she once again noticed her Father's stout figure disappear from a door way, only to appear somewhere else. His murmurs of hold on made her sigh some what, smile never fading as she crossed her arms gently. Her skinny frame stood patiently; iced gaze awaiting for her Father to finally stop blundering around. Yet, it caught her off guard when his panting form arrived with a small plant pot - a unique flower sitting in its muddy clutches. The vase was nothing special - a simple brown in color and shaped oddly to square. Yet, the flower it held made Michigan's heard sore in seconds. Before she could even mutter something, her Father grinned and placed it in her grasp; a soft kiss gracing her pale set cheeks. "I've never seen this one before in your store...so...yeah."[/color] He laughed, before waving his daughter off as she walked in a daze from his small apartment.
A soft smile graced the gentle features of the young red head as she watched her Father attempt to rush around - her gaze amused. Minuets had passed before she'd declared she'd head home - her Father instantly panicking for a reason she couldn't figure out. "...Dad?"
After her years of studying Botany, Michigan took seconds to figure out the plant she held was none other than the rare Tacca Chantreri, it's beauty divine in her eyes. Grinning softly to herself, she began to wander down the stairs carefully; the colors of the plant beginning to brighten as her magic touch made it almost grow a tad larger. Yet, this was only minuet changes...and she would make sure to make many spawn upon her return home. After all, her ability was hidden to herself - and was the secret success of her store - the "Emerald Clover". The sunshine raging outside caught her form off guard, gaze narrowing some what as she light dazzled her eyes - causing her to wince. How dare the sun do that!
Smiling timidly as she sighed, she began to make her way carefully along the busy side walks of Manhattan - footfall careful as she made her way along. The plant seemed to look so odd to her neutral colored clothing - vibrant orange hair being the only odd sight upon her. Smiling softly once more, she sighed making her way quickly across the road in an experience manner, before giggling as people rose a brow toward her odd demean as she grinned foolishly. She held a rare plant in her hand! Could no one note its obvious beauty...so divine. Twisting her body left and right, she began to try and glance over the thinning crowd of people - unaware of where she was going as she began to get over excited at the prosper of returning home to her quaint and small divine apartment she loved to her heart.
Having originally shared it with her twin, it had been a shame to find it so lonely and empty after his sudden death three years before. Though, nothing ever did replace that hole in her heart...not at all. Plants had become an obsession for her, seeing as she found she could control the life and death of something in her life. At the age of thirteen, Michigan had lost her Mother suddenly, and now with only her Father left...she was praying he wouldn't leave. If only she could control the life and death of people...then she would be content to hold her brother once more. Yet, dreams never did come true. That was an obvious fairy tale only found in the midst of words and illustrated drawings in books.
Still, due to the fact she was caught off guard - the sudden plummeting feeling of someone colliding with her made her gaze snap wide, palms in instinct contracting around the plant to prevent any harm coming to it. Instead, she shifted her body so her elegant form ruined its figure and landed directly upon her bottom - lids fluttering in shock as she stared ahead. "I'm sorry!"[/color] She exclaimed to the stranger, unsure to whose fault it had been due to the collision. Glancing around to try and find the face of someone she may have harmed, Michigan's pale set features were forever panicking as she continued to apologies, finding herself remaining on the ground as she held the plant to her chest like a lunatic - lids forever fluttering in their startled gaze. "Did I mention I was sorry?!"[/color] She squeaked, face forever sorry in expression as her plump, divine lips parted to inhale a quick gasp of air. Oh dear...
tagg; Open =)
word count: I don't know...x]
lyric credit: masterpiece theater ii - marianas trench
outfit: Click!
notes: Hey! Sorry for the rant...but it's open to all
Ahah.credit: BABY DARLING ! @ CAUTION 2.0[/size][/font][/blockquote]