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rakuen2011-01-08 05:24 pm
warpwhatsir) wrote in rakuen2011-01-08 05:24 pm
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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.)
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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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.
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"No, I'm just thinking." Closed off but cordial, as Hikaru will do. In a way, yes, he had. Oh well.