Aromatic Death

♛ I am invincible. ♛ I am the queen. ♛ I am the strongest. ♛ I’ll make you acknowledge that right here!

[meteorheaven-deactivated2014070]

Tifa shifted a hand to the pocket of her comfortable jeans. After all, you shouldn’t wear nice clothes if you’re just going to get them messy. “I’m not here for any trouble, I swear.”

"I was just going to ask if you’d like some help. I hear the elbow can be pretty difficult." She tilted her head slightly. "That’s all."

[roboticflora]

Oh, Hanabusa recognized the woman nearby; it was her new mechanically inclined roommate. Perhaps it was a good idea to test her out. 

"I welcome you to help. My body uses the cutting edge of technology, so I hope it won't be too much trouble for you." She beckoned for the other to come closer with her head. 

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Having heard about there being a garden on the campus Zion had wandered over to take a look for himself.Unfortunately his timing wasn’t the best as he had seen something that probably wasn’t meant for him to. Was that a threat just now? What a bother. Not that he wouldn’t have done the same if he was caught in a similar situation.

"Guess I’ve been caught huh?" he offered a nervous laugh "I have no ill intentions I assure you"

[roboticflora]

The person who appeared seemed to be a boy, but looks could ever be deceiving as she personally knew. Her mechanized arm became covered in its skin-like coating once again as Hanabusa turned a bit so she could properly greet the individual.

"Let's hope you don't. My health is fragile and a conflict might hurt me pretty badly," she said, a quaint smile on her face. "I must say, as the etiquette teacher, you don't seem to have much in terms of manners." 

[roboticflora]

In the middle of calibrating her robotic arms in the academy garden, it seemed as though someone spotted her. How troublesome.

"It's best to approach me now than leave. If you run, I just might hurt you!"

[vigiilantism-deactivated2014120]

His sandwich was almost as stunned as he was, and departed from his butter-coloured hands to flop against the wooden surface of the table. This woman wasn’t like any female he had ever seen before—was she a woman? Now that the skunk-boy studied her face (aided by a head tilt), he could sense that she was on his level, yet lightyears ahead; certainly in terms of demeanor and, most likely, her social status. His tail flicked and a fly was bashed into oblivion. And yet, she approached him.

Lady? His blue hues widened, and he wiped at his mouth with the back of his hand, leaving a slight cheesy streak. He was too baffled to even think about a napkin. She had a tongue of sophistication. Even her words created the illusion of a higher being. Wait—did she want to be his…?

"—-you wan’ be friends?" he softly queried, the muscles at the side of his mouth beginning to lift. A guide was surely a companion, no? "—Lady Hanukkah?—-m’Niall." He holds out the same streaked hand, his tail beginning to wag.

[roboticflora]

As soon as the wretched creature opened his mouth, she felt a wave of further disgust. Not only was the child smelly, but his speech was low class as well. It seems as though Lady Hanabusa had much to do. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other and the cloth over her nose and mouth was removed from her mouth and neatly placed into the pocket of her pink dress. 

The smell nearly overwhelmed her, but her pride as a refined lady kept her from reacting in an unfavorable way. Instead, the small smile that was already present on her face widened ever so slightly.

"I'm not here to be a friend, little Niall. I'm here to be a teacher and a mentor to you. And, please, do try to get my name right. It is Lady Hanabusa." She paused for a moment, studying the expression on the boy below her. "I suggest you remember, because I don't enjoy repeating myself, alright?" 

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"One of Those types?” Asako asked a bit confused on what the older female meant.

[roboticflora]

"Oh, I see. You're an untainted lily." She let out a small chuckle. 

[vigiilantism-deactivated2014120]

The skunk-boy had been keen to get to lunch, and not for his usual reason—in fact, all he had packed for his own consumption was a sandwich, and only one sandwich at that. For once in his life, Niall wasn’t using lunch for pigging out. He was using it to his social advantage. Today was his day to make a friend, and he was determined to go into his afternoon classes knowing he had a buddy in this big, lonely school.

It projected itself as being a much easier task whilst it was in the drawing-board stage. Now, as he sat alone at a dark, small table in the corner, he was almost beginning to imagine that something was going wrong. It hadn’t occurred to him that some students—or, err, all students—would rather spent their lunch sitting next to someone who didn’t cause them to lose their appetite or suddenly find food to be disgusting because of a repulsive smell. But Niall couldn’t help if that smell happened to emit. In fact, Niall hadn’t even noticed that the smell had been emitted. He was sitting there quite the thing, with four empty seats on each side, munching into his triple-cheese-sandwich.

You know, cheese. Triple cheese. The kind of food that made bowels go crazy.

[roboticflora]

As the new etiquette teacher, Sumireiko Hanabusa, rich bitch extraordinaire™, felt it necessary to clean up the more wretched kids at this school. Though she was the same age as many of the students, she felt she was higher than most of the trash that walked the halls. 

Or sat alone in the darkened corner of the cafeteria during lunch. Hanabusa had been looking at this rather special case for a little under a day-- an exaggeration since she just saw (and smelt) the kid just now-- and found him completely abhorrent in many ways. She decided her first duty would be to make this lonesome kid presentable. 

She placed a scented cloth over her nose and mouth and entered the noxious zone that surrounding the poor child. Being high class, she didn't sit at the table, instead opting to stand next to the kid in order to talk to him. The smell was obnoxious but she had faith in her cloth that she scented herself.

"My, my, what a sad sight," she said, her voice slightly muffled, "surrounded by your own body odor all alone. It's alright though: Lady Hanabusa is here to guide you." 

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"Why are there so many guys in the school!"

[roboticflora]

"Ohoho, so you're one of those types of girls, huh?"

[roboticflora]

stargazing || sumireiko + shimozuru

A change of pace. This is what normal people called a change of pace.

The environment of this new school, so different from the fabulously ornate private facilities she normally attended, gave Sumireiko Hanabusa, daughter and heir to a fabulously rich and powerful company, a sense of renewal. 

Most of the people here were average, without the ordeals she had to undergo. It was pitiable really. She looked outside at the stars in the darkened stars, marveling at how brightly they shown without city lights contaminating their visibility. 

"You don't need to hide yourself from me," she said aloud in her soft ladylike voice, having noticed a small admirer. "Let's look at the beautiful sky together."

[roboticflora]

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[roboticflora]

"What a quaint little school. Big establishments are impressive, but I do enjoy a little break from them."

[roboticflora]

WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?

touching my perfectly formed breasts. not too big. not too small. perfect shape. i paid for these motherfuckers with my dads money and aint no one getting near them without a passport into boobyville.

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