1 Of Grass Hoppers and Book Wurms [Social | Poe | NK] Wed Aug 09, 2017 3:45 pm
Senju Airi
D-rank
Despite the cloudless sky and agreeable temperature, Konohagakure's parks seemed to be quite empty of visitors today as people seemingly collectively had decided it was now a good time to mow the grass and take care of a few choirs that had been pushed towards the bottom of the list time and time again. Airi, on the other hand, had decided today wouldn't be a day of hard work. She had already been preparing for the future trip out of Konohagakure in the last passing days, and she found herself deserving of a break for a change. Of course, her breaks happened outside, and as the people seemed to wish to leave the parks undisturbed today, Airi found it to be a perfect spot for her spare time.
Laying on her belly in the verdant grass, legs swaying slowly and chin resting on her arms, the Senju had decided on reading the herblore journal of her grandfather once more - probably for the 137th time by now. With the warmth of the sun blanketing the area, even when wearing nothing more but simple deep blue dress, Airi had more than sufficiently warm. The fountains who were far enough not to hamper her, yet close enough to have their vivid splashing be heard as a constant background noise, added a hint of delayed refreshment to the area. Without any clouds on the sky, however, it was quite dangerous to get a sunburn at a day as this.
The park was further decorated with a well-kept step-stone pathway made of grey and blue stones, all of them resting gently in a sea of grass. Several bushes dotted the surroundings, and various trees such as willow, sakura, birch and oak stood tall to offer shadows as shelter to people wanting to snuggle up against their trunk. Though more intended to walk through, seating was provided for those who preferred to avoid sitting in the grass and sully their clothes by doing so. Airi didn't care much for those, however.
Leisurely flipping through the pages of the journal, the brown leather book had its pages turning to a soft yellow. While still solid, Airi took the utmost care not to tear any of them as they contained not only the well-drawn pictures of various plants, but also her grandfather's notes on their beneficial uses, toxicity, appearance and locations. A real treasure trove on information in her eyes since she wanted to follow in his footsteps.
Her eyes slowly gliding over its content, Airi was taking in all the information she could, of which many were all too familiar to a point she could easily recite what they were by heart. Naturally, as she had been picking the plants in Konoha's forests for years now and turned them into various medicinal curatives the older she became and the more she understood of the journal. Not that it was all curatives the journal contained, but that had been its main purpose originally. Holding various other recipes, upon which Airi added hers in time, she had made her grandfather's popular apple and cinnamon tea this time. The bottle with the tea rested next to her within grasping reach, but was pushed towards the back of her mind as she was reading.
wc: 552
Laying on her belly in the verdant grass, legs swaying slowly and chin resting on her arms, the Senju had decided on reading the herblore journal of her grandfather once more - probably for the 137th time by now. With the warmth of the sun blanketing the area, even when wearing nothing more but simple deep blue dress, Airi had more than sufficiently warm. The fountains who were far enough not to hamper her, yet close enough to have their vivid splashing be heard as a constant background noise, added a hint of delayed refreshment to the area. Without any clouds on the sky, however, it was quite dangerous to get a sunburn at a day as this.
The park was further decorated with a well-kept step-stone pathway made of grey and blue stones, all of them resting gently in a sea of grass. Several bushes dotted the surroundings, and various trees such as willow, sakura, birch and oak stood tall to offer shadows as shelter to people wanting to snuggle up against their trunk. Though more intended to walk through, seating was provided for those who preferred to avoid sitting in the grass and sully their clothes by doing so. Airi didn't care much for those, however.
Leisurely flipping through the pages of the journal, the brown leather book had its pages turning to a soft yellow. While still solid, Airi took the utmost care not to tear any of them as they contained not only the well-drawn pictures of various plants, but also her grandfather's notes on their beneficial uses, toxicity, appearance and locations. A real treasure trove on information in her eyes since she wanted to follow in his footsteps.
Her eyes slowly gliding over its content, Airi was taking in all the information she could, of which many were all too familiar to a point she could easily recite what they were by heart. Naturally, as she had been picking the plants in Konoha's forests for years now and turned them into various medicinal curatives the older she became and the more she understood of the journal. Not that it was all curatives the journal contained, but that had been its main purpose originally. Holding various other recipes, upon which Airi added hers in time, she had made her grandfather's popular apple and cinnamon tea this time. The bottle with the tea rested next to her within grasping reach, but was pushed towards the back of her mind as she was reading.
wc: 552
Last edited by Senju Airi on Fri Aug 11, 2017 2:06 pm; edited 1 time in total (Reason for editing : Added WC)