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smash_logs2012-04-18 05:03 pm
rivalkidneypunch) wrote in smash_logs2012-04-18 05:03 pm
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Planted it once
Who: Char, Vinnie
What: SECRETIVE SECRETS
Where: The forest
When: Futuredated to April 22
Warnings: Char. Vinnie. Do I even need to.
March. He'd owed it to Naoto's cunning (and Persona, too); with that extra bit of backup, Char no longer had to deal with unwelcome company mucking up his territory. There was no more worry about anything inflicting another chemical burn on Rasputin.
When that creature had fallen, though, its toxic taint had lingered. The place it had once made its home was now an ugly bare patch in the middle of the forest, an expanse of scorched earth sticking out like a scar in the middle of all that greenery. Char never really had cared a lot about that hippie bullshit, and it wasn't like he was particularly attached to the forest itself, anyway -- this was, after all, the same forest he'd set ablaze a couple years ago. Any other time, he probably would have just left it be.
March, however, had been a month that left a lot of things on Char's mind. He wasn't sure exactly where the idea had sprouted from, or why he'd actually decided to go through with it. It seemed incredibly out of his scope. Maybe he was just trying to prove something to himself. Prove he really was capable of it. He'd quietly gathered up the things he needed, and stupid though the entire thing was, he'd quickly become a regular back at that little pocket wasteland.
March passed, and April plodded by. Char had kept up the typical Charizard tenacity all throughout, endeavouring in secret over his little pet project.
In the end... he had nothing to show for it.
Should have known. He really hadn't been capable of it after all. He couldn't do it alone. So... what now?
He'd waffled on it for days, but finally, he resigned himself. On the morning of the 22nd, Char went to the last place he'd ever thought he'd set foot: looking thoroughly uncomfortable and on-edge, Char intruded into the school greenhouse.
What: SECRETIVE SECRETS
Where: The forest
When: Futuredated to April 22
Warnings: Char. Vinnie. Do I even need to.
March. He'd owed it to Naoto's cunning (and Persona, too); with that extra bit of backup, Char no longer had to deal with unwelcome company mucking up his territory. There was no more worry about anything inflicting another chemical burn on Rasputin.
When that creature had fallen, though, its toxic taint had lingered. The place it had once made its home was now an ugly bare patch in the middle of the forest, an expanse of scorched earth sticking out like a scar in the middle of all that greenery. Char never really had cared a lot about that hippie bullshit, and it wasn't like he was particularly attached to the forest itself, anyway -- this was, after all, the same forest he'd set ablaze a couple years ago. Any other time, he probably would have just left it be.
March, however, had been a month that left a lot of things on Char's mind. He wasn't sure exactly where the idea had sprouted from, or why he'd actually decided to go through with it. It seemed incredibly out of his scope. Maybe he was just trying to prove something to himself. Prove he really was capable of it. He'd quietly gathered up the things he needed, and stupid though the entire thing was, he'd quickly become a regular back at that little pocket wasteland.
March passed, and April plodded by. Char had kept up the typical Charizard tenacity all throughout, endeavouring in secret over his little pet project.
In the end... he had nothing to show for it.
Should have known. He really hadn't been capable of it after all. He couldn't do it alone. So... what now?
He'd waffled on it for days, but finally, he resigned himself. On the morning of the 22nd, Char went to the last place he'd ever thought he'd set foot: looking thoroughly uncomfortable and on-edge, Char intruded into the school greenhouse.
snap actually not the worst
Bulba never disclosed details of his relationship with teammates, beyond a feeling of longing whenever they were gone. It was roughly the same on Vinnie's end, as well. They were Saurs. The fact of their team allegiances really didn't come into the picture - not until recently, anyway.
It had forced some things into light. Because Vinnie had simply taken that friendship as a natural thing was just one of the factors that caused Marie's jealousy to eat him from the inside out. Perhaps the Venusaur couldn't help feeling the way he did because of his blood, but it had been some neglect on his part not to address it either. And if he didn't say something (because it was pretty obvious that Char would not), then it would go on being unsaid.
Once all the dead plants had been gathered and piled up, Vinnie dusted off his hands and turned to Char. "Bulba knows every inch've the greenhouse as well as I do. If this is stayin' a surprise for him, then the seed beds need t'be hidden somewhere else.
"We can sneak out the supplies and build it all here. Probably better for the sprouts t'get used to the forest climate if they're gonna get transplanted here in the end. If he notices anything missin', I can point fingers at the new farmin' class or somethin'. Never liked agriculture anyway."