Thirty-third rebirth [Video | filtered from Dora Folk]

[death_begins]

Well...

[Yuca gives a cheery smile.]

To anyone who I gave my coordinates to, or who knew where I lived- I wouldn't go around there any more. I don't know if Folk is still waiting for me to come home, and I don't want to attack any of you.

[He's so concerned, guys. Really.]

I've relocated- and I think I'm going to try and keep this place secret for awhile.

[Yuca pauses, before the smile slowly falters, and he glances off into the distance.]

It... it's too late in the season for planting, now. But that's okay. [Yuca sits down, sighing quietly. He's getting that faraway look in his eye] ...I was never much of a flower person anyway.

[Private to Alphonse | Unhackable | Text]
The place where you met me during the dorm event last year... I left something there that's long overdue. They're intended for your mother, but if you'd rather not give them to her, that's fine.

[In that location, wrapped up in a brown paper bag, are the only flowers that survived Dora Folk's attack. A few petals are missing from one or two, the stems are a bit crooked, but they're the best he has, now. An apology, nothing more. Yuca would have delivered it himself, but he didn't know her location and highly doubted that anyone would give it to him, after singlehandedly causing that poor woman's death.]


[[ooc: SOOOO after Yuca's flower garden was destroyed, he decided to move on. HE'S A ROLLAN STONE NOW, looking for a place to stay. If you want to randomly meet him on the streets, feel free to reply to this with an offline.]

Comments

[saucey]

...Something happen?

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

Folk destroyed my garden.

[saucey]

Ah.

...I'm sorry I never showed up for that, by the way.

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

It didn't happen. Don't worry about it.

Besides, if it did happen, then he would have just broken that too.

[Video//Private//Unhackable] Few hours later.

[al_truism]

... why?

[Video//Private//Unhackable]

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

Rain would have wanted it that way.

[He smiles, still forcing cheerfulness.]

[Video//Private//Unhackable]

[al_truism]

Did you put something on them?

[Video//Private//Unhackable]

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

[There's a long pause. His smile fades.

Clank, clank, goes the PCD as it skitters along the ground and gives Al a lovely view of the gray sky.]

[Voice // Private // Unhackable]

[innerfirewithin.livejournal.com]

Relocated where?

[Voice // Private // Unhackable]

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

I don't know yet.

Keeping tabs on me?

[Voice // Private // Unhackable]

[innerfirewithin.livejournal.com]

Maybe.

[Voice // Private // Unhackable]

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

I'm just walking. [x,y] is where I am now, if you're so curious.

...now I'm at [x,y]. [x,y].

[The coordinates are changing by like, one or two every time.]

[funbarionsen.livejournal.com]

[If you liiiisten, Yuca, you might hear some sound coming from.. somewhere! But it's getting closer, and then there's Yoh, just.. laying on the ground in the middle of nowhere, staring at the sky, derpy smile on his face!

That sound? It was Bob Love (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yeicRGq0XHI) coming from Yoh's headphones, which are on the ground next to him. He'll totally notice Yuca though, and wave to him.

No getting away from this now. He's spotted you.]

[offline]

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

[WELLP.

Yuca smiles toward the shaman, returning the wave. He doesn't particularly want company, but it would probably be bad to turn it down and insult whomever this was (he looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place him...). Steadily, the immortal approached, casting a glance down toward his headphones and slipping his hands in his pockets.]

Hello, there.

[offline]

[funbarionsen.livejournal.com]

Heya. Out for a walk?

[offline]

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

Something like that.

[Taking a hand out of his pocket to offer out.]

I'm Yuca- have we met?

[video]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Spring will come again, Father Collabel.

[video]

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

I feel myself growing tired of flowers, Xerxes Break.

[video]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Ah, but are the flowers tired of you?

[hyuugahime]

I-I'm sorry about your garden.

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

...it's alright. All flowers die sooner or later.

[hyuugahime]

But you took such good care of them ... !

[bunny_flower]

Ara, and I never got to see your garden, Yuca-san ! What a pity !

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

Yes, it really is too bad.

[bunny_flower]

Well, we shall have to see about meeting up on some other occasion, then.