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Peace at last. (Open) on Sat Jun 09, 2012 1:56 am
Chinmoku

Genin
(OOC: If I type italicized I'm using sign language.)
Chinmoku was laying on to a tree in the forest drawing pictures in her sketchpad. She hadn't had a chance to relax for a while and was happy to be able to just sit and draw. She was in a good mood so she was drawing a scene with wild creatures frollicking around in a field. She was curious whether anybody else was in the forest somewhere. She both wanted someone else to be so she could meet new people but she didn't want anyone to disturb her drawing. She was almost finished with it so she wouldn't really mind.
Chinmoku was laying on to a tree in the forest drawing pictures in her sketchpad. She hadn't had a chance to relax for a while and was happy to be able to just sit and draw. She was in a good mood so she was drawing a scene with wild creatures frollicking around in a field. She was curious whether anybody else was in the forest somewhere. She both wanted someone else to be so she could meet new people but she didn't want anyone to disturb her drawing. She was almost finished with it so she wouldn't really mind.
“We say we love flowers, yet we pluck them. We say we love trees, yet we cut them down. And people still wonder why some are afraid when told they are loved.”