Green Seeds

I am Thalim, one of the Patch Ten Officiants overlooking the Shaman Fight. I also manage the Patch Cafe, "Bean". Feel free to come around for a refreshing drink! [Independent Shaman King Roleplay blog. Thalim is a manga-only character.]

[flamesofashaman]

Obligatory SKF Thalim post. Props for being the last of the guys to show up in the original series and the first to show up in the second. More props for being the same cute dork as always. Extra special props for always putting up with bullshit and still being such a kind, polite person.

Scan credit goes to Jezzy of MT. We wouldn’t have precious Thalim scans without ‘er.

[mr-patchbean]

Thalimmmm. Can you sit at the table for a bit? I'm gonna braid your ponytail~.

"Sure. Just for you, I'll keep it for the rest of the day."

[mr-patchbean]

Thalim, why didn't you tell me I signed a marriage certificate when I was drunk?

"Huh? Oh, it must have slipped my mind. It's been a tiring night and all. ...Wait, I thought it was just a fake?"

[mr-patchbean]

"I know your secret.”

"Ah... Er, well...."

Sweating nervously, he wasn't sure on how to respond. Hao, of all people, saying that statement so casually was enough to frighten him. Considering the fact that Hao is the most likely winner of the Shaman Fight, he'd expect the best out of the Patch Officials to serve him. Thalim has no choice but to oblige no matter who becomes King, even if it's someone he's afraid of. 

His wish to not fight was pretty clear even by just looking at him. In any given situation, he'd rather avoid violence in any possible way. If they were to reach his plant, Thalim would have to fight them to the best of his ability on holding them back for as long as he could. His spirits have the means to counter most of their attacks, as well as overwhelm them if he needed to. Even by protecting their King, his pacifist ways were still evident, but it wouldn't be all in vain. He... wouldn't be defeated without at least putting up a fight.

"I will do my utmost best."

[nasia-s]

When somebody makes you laugh when you’re sad, that’s the most enjoyable laugh you’ll ever experience.

Alexa Chung, it (via fabulousbitch69)

[mr-patchbean]

All the starter sentences I could find, alphabetized.

"Are you crazy?”

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Are you even listening to yourself?"

"Are you sure they won’t find out?”

"Are you sure this is legal?”

"Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”

"Are you threatening me?"

"Be mine."

"Do I know you?"

"Do you love me?"

"Do you remember this?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Don’t go."

"Don’t let me die"

"Don’t look at me like that."

"Don’t make me beg.”

"Don’t you dare come near me!"

"Don’t you dare."

"Explain yourself."

"For you, I would _____"

"Give it back."

"Give me another chance."

"Have you ever even done this before?"

"How drunk are you right now?"

"I already regret this."

"I am not wearing that.”

"I can’t believe you missed that."

"I can’t do this anymore."

"I can’t even look at you."

"I could kill you!"

"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."

"I didn’t do it.""

"I didn’t know you could do that."

"I don’t want to look at you right now.”

"I guess this is goodbye.”

"I hate you."

"I have to go."

"I just want to cuddle."

"I know your secret.”

"I love you, but I really wish I didn’t.”

"I love you."

"I miss you so very much."

"I missed you."

"I need a drink."

"I need a hug."

"I never really loved you."

"I owe you."

"I think I broke it."

"I think I’m falling in love with you. "

"I think I’m forgetting something."

"I think it’s broken.”

"I trust you."

"I want to be yours."

"I want to try this thing I read in a book.”

"I want you. Naked. In my bed. Now."

"I’ll be there in five minutes.”

”This is really inappropriate.”

"I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?”

"I’m bad for you.”

"I’m dying."

"I’m going to be sick."

"I’m not speaking to you anymore."

"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."

"I’ve never heard that one before."

"If you stay quiet, no one will know.”

"Is that my shirt?"

"It was me"

"It’s so beautiful.”

"It’s time to choose.”

"Just five more minutes."

"Just go."

"Just leave me alone."

"Just let me die."

"Just relax."

"Just what did we do last night?"

"Kiss me you idiot."

"Kiss me."

"Make me."

"Marry me?"

"My Parents don’t know"

"My parents know.""

"Never again."

"Nh, don’t be so rough!"

"No, that can’t be my baby."

"No! You can’t die on me now!"

"Put it away.”

"Put your trousers on!"

"Put. The. Weapon. Down."

"Shut up and listen."

"Take responsibility."

"That isn’t mine."

"That looked easier on TV."

"That sounds painful."

"That was a bad plan."

"That’s mine!”

"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."

"They’re coming.”

"This seems familiar."

"This stays between us."

"Truth hurts, don’t it?"

"Want to hear a secret?"

"We need to talk."

"We’re moving too fast.”

"Well that was unexpected."

"What are we doing here?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"What are you touching?"

"What are you?"

"What do you need?"

"What happened to you?"

"What have I done this time?"

"What if someone catches us?”

"What sort of noise was that?”

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"

"What were you thinking?"

"Where are my clothes?"

"Where did you find this?"

"Where do you even find this sort of thing?”

"Where were you?"

"Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?”

"Why are you wearing that?"

"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

"You could have died!”

"You could have killed someone!"

"You coward."

"You don’t need to be so gentle.”

"You drive me crazy!"

"You have ten minutes, so make it quick.”

"You lied to me!"

"You mean everything to me."

"You owe me."

"You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"

"You’re all out of ____."

"You’re an idiot.”

"You’re bad for me.”

"You’re dead to me."

"You’re pregnant and It’s mine"

"You’re really good at this…”

"You’re so weird."

"You’re under arrest."

[flamesofashaman]

Patch Tribe Appreciation Post 8/13 - T h a l i m "I, Thalim, am the guardian of the next plant, the sea. And even if I don't like this situation, I have no choice." "My guardian spirit, Green Seeds, is a vegetal spirit. Even if tiny, plants do have souls too."

[mr-patchbean]

"Thaaaaliiiiimmmm!" Finally spotting the older Patch, he waved him over. "It's dinnertime. Um... Happy birthday. I made most of the dinner today for you... but I had some help from Magna because I've never really cooked before and didn't want to screw up. I'll buy you dinner if you want something better." He wasn't about to say it, but he was a bit embarrassed about cooking for the first time; especially on someone's birthday. "But otherwise dinner is ready, so hurry or it'll cool down!"

"I’m sure it’s quite fine the way it is, it smells good from here," he reassured him, and went to pat his head, walking right behind him to eat their supper. Thalim supposed he’d appreciate moments like these as they last, where his family really can be together and not worry too much of anything else. Thanking Nichrome, he thought over on something with him. "I can teach you how to cook, if that’s what you would like. We can pass our family’s recipes on to you."

[mr-patchbean]

Poking his head into one of the Patch's living rooms, he spotted Thalim as expected. Namari had told him he'd taken the day off, so after spending a bit of time deciding how he'd go meet up withThalim, he made his way here, inviting himself into the room upon seeing nothing particular, tray kept firm in his grasp. "Hey. Happy birthday." Handing him the tray of freshly baked cupcakes, he continued. "Made them with Namari at the Cafe. May as well do something for my future guardians, right~?"

Thalim turned to look at the new person who walked into the room. He stopped dead in his tracks as he saw who arrived. It wasn't too out of the ordinary, but this was something he never really expected. The fearsome Hao wishing him a happy birthday. A nervous smile appeared on his face as he took the goods from him. "Y-yes, it certainly is nice of you, sir." Thalim grabbed one and took a bite out of it, he'll have to give Namari his thanks as well for the delicious cupcakes later. "Thank you very much."

[mr-patchbean]

"Hey, take it easy. No working for the Cafe today." Dropping a light green bag on the counter beside Thalim, he turned and leaned against the counter, hoping Thalim would listen to him and let Namari take his place for the day. He'd lightly packaged a new, large recipe book inside the bag, so hopefully that would occupy the other Official for the day. "Happy birthday."

"Namari.... " He'd been working at Bean a lot lately that he had nearly lost track of time due to the ever non-changing duties daily, that he almost had forgotten what today was. Thalim couldn't really refuse a chance for a break if he was allowed to with no repercussions. 

"Alright, if you say so." He carefully opened up the bag, taking out the gift. His eyes lit up as soon he saw what he had gotten. Thalim flipped through the book quickly before putting it back in the bag for later. "Ah, thank you. I really appreciate it. Now try not to scare away the customers too much."

[patchreplacementofvengeance-blog]

Upon hearing the comments, he looked back at the older male. He didn’t even question him… Right now, Nichrome felt safest near someone like Thalim. He didn’t want to be questioned. More correctly, he just wanted to run away from everything. When had his life gone so downhill? Was it really only when he’d lost his brother? That had been the root cause, but it… wasn’t everything. It was much more than that now, and Nichrome felt he could hardly do a thing without something going wrong.

It wasn’t him. He had not even touched Ren, much less killed him. Still, all of his friends found it easier to turn on him and yell at him for the whole problem, rather than consider that it was one of Hao’s subordinates. Nichrome had no hand in the conspiracy Hao started. He wasn’t about to blame Hao, nor was he about to disrespect him for what happened. Nichrome had merely done his job, and he’d been insulted and looked down on for it. He was ashamed he couldn’t hide his tears in front of who he would now call his enemies for what they’d done. He was even more ashamed that he’d hardly gotten distance between himself and them before those damn tears started up again, and lasted all the way back here.

"Thanks…" It was a bit higher than a mumble, though immediately after, something about Thalim’s voice - the concern, probably - had stirred the anger and depression in him that he kept holding back as much as he could. What had he done wrong? Was it bad for him to do his job? Why didn’t they bother explaining what they didn’t like about what he’d done? All he’d done was stand there. He did make comments, and he did get fed up with Ren’s teammates. He had done what Hao requested on him to do while watching over the fight, and none of it was truly against the Patch laws.

He didn’t want Thalim to see it. The tears were already back and he knew that same familiar shaking from the time his brother was announced dead. Hearing someone actually being kind to him after what happened had done nothing but make his emotion overflow after he’d pushed it away so long. “You really believe me? That it wasn’t my fault…” Was it his fault? Did he accidentally screw up somewhere? They could have at least asked what happened! Nobody cared about him, a stranger to them, or the fact that they’d yanked all his fears back to the surface at once. “They called me suspicious…”

'I'm not worth replacing Chrome. He would have done better than me. I'm just a fuck up, aren't I? Chrome… I'm not worth being your brother.'

[mr-patchbean]

Frowning more deeply, he wasn't really liking the sort of mood Nichrome was giving off. "Not a problem. You are family to me after all." Thalim was about to say more but stopped himself. He peered over to the front of the coffeehouse, looking for any customer in sight. Noting there were none, he decided it was best if he closed the shop temporarily. One hour perhaps, two hours at most. The rush hours were now over, so it shouldn't be that bad of a loss to the business. They can wait; this can't. Even if one of the other priests or Goldva asked him about it, he'd just say he needed to assist someone out for the time being. He can't bear to see his tribe go through a hard time and suffer, even more in Nichrome's case. 

"Be right back, I'm going to close the shop for a bit," he spoke quietly, hoping he would understand. Thalim didn't want any interference, and anyone walking into the cafe asking for their orders in the middle of it would be problematic. After putting up some closed signs in the windows and turning off the main lighting, he came back to behind the counter to where Nichrome was. 

"I have no reason to not believe you. Saying 'I didn't do it' so sincerely can only mean something happened and you wanted no part in what had gone down... You aren't the type to just go around causing trouble at all. You're no trouble-maker or meddler." Pausing for a moment, he thought over on the possibilities of what may have happened. Since Nichrome, too, was an Official who had to look out after the contestants while doing other work to keep things in line for the tournament. Could... a fight have broken out outside of the ring again, and this time, Nichrome was the one watching over it? If that was the case, then Magna should know about it as well. "It sounds like they saw you and assumed you were involved on whatever matter was going on at that time. If that's how it went, then there's definitely a fault somewhere. But, I don't believe you had any fault in it." 

As much as he wanted to help him, but also try to see if asking Magna would do any good. If something bad happened as Nichrome was letting it on to sound like, then surely he didn't want others knowing. But he didn't want him to suffer alone so much anymore. It hurt just to see him down daily whenever he saw him, bearing a huge burden that wasn't supposed to be his in the first place. Thalim opened the pastry, looking around for any snacks that might help him feel better, even just a little bit. "You want anything to eat? There's granola bars in here. Some bananas... Maybe a couple slices of bread?" 

[anna-okami]

"Of course you can, Patch," Anna said firmly - her demands cannot be answered with a negative. 

After writing down a short list of dishes to prepare on the side of the cafe’s menu, she held it up for the cook to see. "I want these to be ready tomorrow. Twenty portions of these are to be served for dinner at my place. Prepare more for the spirits too. This is only half the dishes, I’ll have the next part of the list delivered to you later." Most of those she wrote down were dishes that Yoh liked. She didn’t have an inkling of what Hao would like, so she left the list as it was till she could get more information.

This wasn’t all, however. Her fiancé’s favourite dishes of all were to be prepared personally by herself and Tamao. (read: Tamao.) Help would be needed in order to cook enough in time to serve that many guests though. "I also want two Patch to report to my kitchen at 2pm sharp tomorrow to help with dinner preparations. I don’t care who it is as long as they don’t fumble with everything."

That’s the main course done, now for the cake. "Please prepare a birthday cake as well. Make sure it’s spectacular. I will not accept anything shoddy for my husband-to-be. It needs to be large enough for everyone to have seconds."

On an afterthought, she added, “Oh, and you will provide the utensils, right?” It wasn’t a question, really.

[mr-patchbean]

Glancing at the paper he was being shown and... Was that a heart attack?! Twenty portions, more for the spirits, only half of the dishes, next list...?? Tomorrow? Oh wait, oh goodness, there's more?! 

"Consider it done, good ma'am." Yes, about those helpers, he'll definitely need them. But who...? There was Nichrome but he'd feel cruel to put him through the pressure of this while he was still inexperienced in the kitchen. He swiftly skipped over 'Banned from the Kitchen' Namari candidate. Magna? He barely knows where he is more than half of the time, besides, he didn't seem much of a cooker type... Silva was also on the same boat with Magna. Kalim said he'd be busy on the farm today. With that, his mind wandered right back to Namari. Letting out a breathless sigh, he supposed he really could use his help for this special occasion. And if another helper was needed, they'll figure that out later. 

Thalim noted on everything Anna had told him. Going over the mental notes again. A spectacular cake big enough for seconds... That'll be the first thing to start on in the morning then. He was pulled out of his thoughts by the ring of the coffee maker, that it was done. "We will take care of everything that we are assigned to do, the utensils included. The kitchen is open for use anytime you like for today and tomorrow if you need anything.  Ah, is there any preferences for the cake?"

[mr-patchbean]

I'm... proud of you, Thalim-san!!!

"Ah-? What do you mean, Chocolove-san?"

[mr-patchbean]

...Did you actually just say a plate is sad?

"Yes. Yes, I did, Namari. It's shattered over what happened. Utterly hurt that it had to be thrown out before being used. It's still shattered in pieces to be fixed."

[mr-patchbean]

I'M SOOOOOOOORRYYYYYYYYY.

"That heartbroken plate is still sad. Try again later."

[mr-patchbean]

"Come here, let me fix your tie for you."

Shrinks.  "Ah, al-alright." Trying his very best to put on a smile was hard. Much more on trying not to stiff up when Hao came around to fix it like he said he would. 

[mr-patchbean]

"Am I allowed back in the kitchen yet?"

"After your stunt on having me drop yet another plate? No, no I don't think so just yet. Not unless you give your deepest apologies to that broken specially made plate for Easter in the recycle bin."