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Post by rowan michael on Mar 10, 2011 21:14:44 GMT -5
Rowan wasn't one much for humming, but sometimes, she just needed some sort of background noise to concentrate, her current song being Still Doll by Kanon Wakeshima. She held the tiny pruning sheers over the puny tree as she slowly cut off branches that were deemed 'unnecessary.' Satisfied with the mutilated art form, she placed the sheers down and leaned back in her chair. One exercise for all students to complete was raising a bonsai tree. she had been working on hers since second year, and if she could compare it to anything, she would say a tree off the savannah. All the leaves at the top and nothing near the bottom. It really was a sad looking thing, but a project was a project. And besides that, of all the school buildings, the greenhouse was Rowan's favorite. It was probably all the green and plants that made it feel just a bit like home. She started singing under her breath, not caring that it was the same song, as she placed all the gardening 'utensils' away and her tree back on the fourth year shelf. Then she started walking around, re-familiarizing herself with the different types of plants and their properties. After all, she did have a herbology test coming up. Still Doll by Kanon WakeshimaWearing: White blouse, knee length brown skirt. Hair braided down her back.
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