Courtyard | [open;]

[warpwhatsir]

In the event that anyone decided to go for a little stroll in the courtyard, they may or may not stumble upon someone sitting on one of the benches, staring at the plants laid out before him with an intense look of concentration on his face. It's not the usual kind of face one would use while regarding flowers, after all. Most people would be like, oh, how pretty they are. Hikaru Sulu, on the other hand, is staring at them like they just ate his sandwich.

And he worked damn hard on that sandwich.

The thing is, Hikaru doesn't actually recall what any of the names of the flowers laid out in front of him are. Things like roses, daisies and daffodils escape him, as do more of the intense ones, like caladiums and heliotropes and manchineels. Well, actually, all of them escape him. Every last one. And while this wouldn't bother most guys, it's kind of hard to be a part-time botanist when you don't even remember what a damn tulip is. It's proving to be far more frustrating than it has any right to be.

(Also, he's still not entirely sure what the year is. But that's okay, he's more concerned about the flowers at the moment because they still pose the promise of some small amount of sanity.)

(Not to mention he may or may not have had some issues with his shoes this morning but he's pretty sure he's got them on right.)

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[bitofafiction]

Sherlock happens to be out for just such a stroll!

When he catches sight of Hikaru, he pauses next to the other end of the bench.

"Is something troubling you?"

[warpwhatsir]

Hikaru's still squinting at the flowers, but his answer is curt. He points a finger at one of the flowers lining the sidewalk. Simple enough-- yellow center with white petals. "Could you tell me what that flower is called? If it's not too much trouble."

[bitofafiction]

Intriguing.

"A daisy."

[warpwhatsir]

See now, Hikaru knows that he should know that word but it sounds like a foreign language to him.

"Huh," is his comment on that. Articulate, no?

[bitofafiction]

"You are not familiar with it, but feel you should be. A lost memory?"

[warpwhatsir]

That gets his attention. "That's my initial reaction, yes."

[bitofafiction]

"It's going around," he says dryly. "You arrived late. Has anyone explained matters?"

[warpwhatsir]

"I'm aware, yeah," Hikaru mutters. "I guess it'd make sense but I'm still a bit hopeful."

[summerstars]

Grenn had taken to the courtyard to attempt her own lesson; what was offered was really of no use for her (even the English wouldn't even be the right version), so instead she planned to takes notes of the layout of at least one standard light-cargo ship and its pecularities.

She saw Hikaru from a while away, and paused. Had he lost something? Frowning, Grenn looked from the flowerbed to the young man, around the courtyard and then back, uncertain what to do. Finally, after five minutes of hesitation, she steered up to him.

"Um... Did you, er, lose something?" Why else was he looking at the flowerbed like he'd lost his most precious possession? She still couldn't see anything, though.

[warpwhatsir]

Oh, if only he knew about the notes Grenn wanted to take-- Hikaru's quite a seasoned pilot himself and he'd be a good reference. He does lift his chin from his hand, though, to regard her question politely.

"No, I'm just thinking." Closed off but cordial, as Hikaru will do. In a way, yes, he had. Oh well.

ignore my format change

[isur2ndprincess]

[Yuki wanted to get out to go read among the flowers, a nice change of scenery, she thought. Except for the older looking male who was staring rather intently at the flowers. She had been over coming her fear of men, so far they've been rather nice.]

[With that in mind she approaches] Is something wrong?

how could you D8

[warpwhatsir]

[ And rest assured, he'll be no different. He smiles, a little guarded but friendly nonetheless and his back straightens. ] Oh, no. Nothing's wrong. [ Hikaru's not, and never has been, one for sharing details beyond the basics. ]

back to four words?

[isur2ndprincess]

[She just looks at the flowers with him, to try and see what he's looking at]

oh god never again.

[warpwhatsir]

[ ...he picks one just because. It's pretty and purple but... he doesn't remember. Sad Irritated face. ]

except for that onr?

[isur2ndprincess]

[watches him pick the flower]

Do you like amaranths?

if spelled right, yes.

[warpwhatsir]

[ Glances at her from the corner of his eyes. ] This one, right?

you know what, shush

[isur2ndprincess]

[small smile] Yes.

you cannot silence me!

[warpwhatsir]

[ CURSES he already forgot. :c ] Are you a student here?

/gives in, KALLEN EVERYWHERE.

[queenscheckmate]

[She's walking around, observing her cell new found school's campus. She sees Hikaru looking... starting... no... maybe glaring, at the flowers.]

Is everything all right?

just as planned |Db

[warpwhatsir]

[ NOT GLARING not really. Just concentrating really really hard. ]

Everything's fine, thank you.

[queenscheckmate]

[She lingers for a moment before starting to walk on... but then--]

Can I ask you a question?

[warpwhatsir]

[ Hikaru's eyes tighten for a second, but not in suspicion-- rather, he's a little thoughtful. And kind of weary. ]

Sure.

[queenscheckmate]

I'm sorry and I know it's a bit forward but...

You're Japanese, right?

[warpwhatsir]

Well, yeah, but I grew up in America. [ what an odd question. ]

[queenscheckmate]

I see. [Oh now this is awkward.]