SnitchSeeker.com - View Single Post

sweetpinkpixie · 08-14-2023, 08:01 AM

Returning to England this summer felt a bit more fulfilling than previous summers. Was she, perhaps, growing a bit of an ego? There certainly was a bit more something to her stride and the way she carried herself - and not simply because she had grown a bit more over her fifth year at Hogwarts. The first place plaque for an individual performance at the Shodō Performance Kōshien as well as Himitsumahou claiming the team title had left her plenty to feel proud and accomplished, not being second in particular stroked a part of her personality all too often neglected.

Perhaps it was this sense of honor that brought her back to the Memorial Garden after so long. The pride combined with joining Uncle Ryu and Takashi for Obon festivities in their late grandmother's hometown was enough to elicit a need for reflection, gratitude, and remembrance. The majority of the names engraved here were unknown to her, but it did not make her purpose here any less genuine.

Pulling her bat winged backpack in front of her as she walked along the mosaic path (taking great care not to step on any yellow pieces), Mitsuki searched through it until she found the little container of sliced cucumbers she had prepared for today's excursion. Arriving at the pond, she took in the phoenix sculpture and decided that she would very much like to capture it with her watercolors. But first, she had something else to accomplish. Mitsuki carefully popped off the lid and began to slowly pace around the pond, leaving a slice of cucumber every seven or eight steps atop the soil or stone if one was available.

08-14-2023, 08:01 AM	#55 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,560 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Jae-hyuk Anouilh Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	open :3 (for IC context, this is an IC ~August~ TL) astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Returning to England this summer felt a bit more fulfilling than previous summers. Was she, perhaps, growing a bit of an ego? There certainly was a bit more something to her stride and the way she carried herself - and not simply because she had grown a bit more over her fifth year at Hogwarts. The first place plaque for an individual performance at the Shodō Performance Kōshien as well as Himitsumahou claiming the team title had left her plenty to feel proud and accomplished, not being second in particular stroked a part of her personality all too often neglected. Perhaps it was this sense of honor that brought her back to the Memorial Garden after so long. The pride combined with joining Uncle Ryu and Takashi for Obon festivities in their late grandmother's hometown was enough to elicit a need for reflection, gratitude, and remembrance. The majority of the names engraved here were unknown to her, but it did not make her purpose here any less genuine. Pulling her bat winged backpack in front of her as she walked along the mosaic path (taking great care not to step on any yellow pieces), Mitsuki searched through it until she found the little container of sliced cucumbers she had prepared for today's excursion. Arriving at the pond, she took in the phoenix sculpture and decided that she would very much like to capture it with her watercolors. But first, she had something else to accomplish. Mitsuki carefully popped off the lid and began to slowly pace around the pond, leaving a slice of cucumber every seven or eight steps atop the soil or stone if one was available. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like