Cylus 6, Arc 717
Asari had a love hate relationship with cold weather. She loved watching the white fog come from her mouth with each heaving breath she took as she left the city, but the cold made her fingers numb, knuckles aching as she kept an iron grip on the potted plant in her arms. Her heels- not the smartest choice she could have had in footwear- keep digging into the muddy ground, making her have to put extra efforts into her steps, grunting with effort as she trekked through the forest. Her gaze slid towards the campsite where she had met that cute human boy- but Arlo was nowhere to be seen.
Continuing on her way, it wasn’t long until Asari reached her intended destination- a small patch of dirt in the forest that had several plants lined up. Asari, having no property of her own yet, had been planting small plants here. However, as the cold of Cylus set in, they were all wilting, their stems curling from cold. Without the sun, there was nothing that could be done. Poor things… Asari thought absently as she knelt on the cold ground.
Setting the potted plant to the side- which was a new sprout of a mint plant- Asari reached into the bag she had strapped across her body. Things within clattered as her hand searched for a particular tool. At last, her chilled fingers wrapped around the handle of her soil loosening tool, pulling it out.
Let’s get this started. Time to put you out of your misery. Asari thought as she rolled up her sweater sleeves. Narrowing her big blue eyes in a look of pure murder, she raised the tool above her head, and with a ceremonious war cry, plundered it into the hard ground. Stabbing it into the dirt over, and over, grunts leaving her lips. If someone happened to see her, they might have thought she was stabbing a person.
The plants before her were toppled, broken and dead as she dug into the base of them, yanking up their roots and breaking up the hard, cold Cylus dirt they were rooted in. “Muwahahaha! It’s your time to die, Suckas!” Asari crooned, having far too much fun with this task, giggles erupting from her as she laughed at her own ridiculousness.
Asari had a love hate relationship with cold weather. She loved watching the white fog come from her mouth with each heaving breath she took as she left the city, but the cold made her fingers numb, knuckles aching as she kept an iron grip on the potted plant in her arms. Her heels- not the smartest choice she could have had in footwear- keep digging into the muddy ground, making her have to put extra efforts into her steps, grunting with effort as she trekked through the forest. Her gaze slid towards the campsite where she had met that cute human boy- but Arlo was nowhere to be seen.
Continuing on her way, it wasn’t long until Asari reached her intended destination- a small patch of dirt in the forest that had several plants lined up. Asari, having no property of her own yet, had been planting small plants here. However, as the cold of Cylus set in, they were all wilting, their stems curling from cold. Without the sun, there was nothing that could be done. Poor things… Asari thought absently as she knelt on the cold ground.
Setting the potted plant to the side- which was a new sprout of a mint plant- Asari reached into the bag she had strapped across her body. Things within clattered as her hand searched for a particular tool. At last, her chilled fingers wrapped around the handle of her soil loosening tool, pulling it out.
Let’s get this started. Time to put you out of your misery. Asari thought as she rolled up her sweater sleeves. Narrowing her big blue eyes in a look of pure murder, she raised the tool above her head, and with a ceremonious war cry, plundered it into the hard ground. Stabbing it into the dirt over, and over, grunts leaving her lips. If someone happened to see her, they might have thought she was stabbing a person.
The plants before her were toppled, broken and dead as she dug into the base of them, yanking up their roots and breaking up the hard, cold Cylus dirt they were rooted in. “Muwahahaha! It’s your time to die, Suckas!” Asari crooned, having far too much fun with this task, giggles erupting from her as she laughed at her own ridiculousness.