The Gardener’s expression softened as she let out a lighter laugh, proceeding to playfully nudge the other.
As much as she wanted to feel happy with him, she couldn’t shake off the strange feeling that came with his care. It felt abnormal. She knew the painter to be quite stoic—not that she minded— but she could never believe he’d ever say such words out loud.
… And his simple question, was far too strange as well.
“ Why, Its not our place to see the hunters, Mister Valden. After all, they still have their part to hunt us. They can be really scary with how big and strong they are! “
Her steps stopped, and she turned to also stop the painter. Maybe it was part of this game to blur the memories together. But to the point he had never heard of a hunter?
“ It’s not like you to be so forgetful. Maybe Mister Balsa— but not you. Are you feeling alright..? “
ㅤㅤ@askgardenerwoods's starter -> open!
ㅤㅤThere were things that RUNAWAY had to focus on. Maybe it was something he can't exactly avoid, but nightfall was fast approaching... And he knew that it wouldn't be long till he comes around.
ㅤㅤSo here he was, trying his best to get materials outside of the village and into the forest. He's quite aware of the consequences should someone find out that he had left, but everyone was clearly wrapped around his finger to even give a damn.
ㅤㅤIn the midst of his exploration, however... He had the unfortunate case of bumping into someone who was walking off to God knows where.
ㅤㅤ"Ah—!"
ㅤㅤHe dropped the ingredients he was gathering, making him grimace. Those are going to need to be dealt with, he thinks, watching as some of them seem to crack upon the harsh impact.
ㅤㅤHe raised his head to see who it was that bumped into him, his eyes narrowing to see it was a stranger. One that looked like the gardener that died in his old village.
ㅤㅤ"... who are you? And what are you doing out here?"
[i am sorry in advance, delete this ask if you want oml i am sorry but i still have to hand you this cursed ask due to it being in the rules of my moot ask box raid, this will happen again probably soon and i apologise in advance]
“ Its a relief she’s having a grander time than us! “
[ Mini Violetta truly brings out the party in “basement party”. ]
The Executioner stares at you in the match, he doesn't seem to be moving an inch before you were greeted by a soft blanket on your hands.
[ Emma stared back at The Executioner, her gloved hand gripping the window sill with caution. She was unsure what this new hunter would bring. Was that soft item his weapon? Or perhaps, was it a stare battle? :O ]
[ When he offered the soft blanket into her hands- well, it was hard to confuse the gesture. ]
She had never recalled a village, less he was talking about the map at lakeside. Although, she was certain that it was no where close to a forest! Did he know of a secret path?
“ Oh, how kind of him to be friendly! “
Only ‘one’ situation could account for this lack of urgency. If the painter was out and about foraging for his paints, what was the rush to decode?
She opted to pick up what she could from the ground, plucking the broken items with care. She would definitely have to help discard of them before the baron sees. Though, what was more unfortunate was the gardener was unaware that the Nightingale had closed the echo hall so early. Seeing that whatever the painter had was now broken, she felt more guilt than ever!
As she tried her best to keep the materials balanced within her arms, she suddenly froze. Her eyes widened in response to the invitation. She looked around as if there was some other person.
“ Mister Valden, you’re inviting me..? “
Feeling the cracked items threatening to spill from her arms and break once more, the gardener quickly snapped back to reality to readjust her carry.
“ Oh, oh! Not that I mind, Emma would love to come along!- “
Merrily, she walked to join the painter at his side. Scanning the area, she seemed to ponder before excitedly pointing at a random direction.
“ Hehe!- With the hunter being all distracted, lets try going this way! “
She was misguided to think venturing further into the cruel woods would take them back to the manor.
“ There is still time to be had before night falls… If we make it quick, Emma can pick up plants from the garden! They’re sure to last a day or two.. Atleast, enough too- “
She glances down at the broken items :( Then guiltily gestures towards them.
“ Compensate.. ? “ She awkwardly smiles.
ㅤㅤ@askgardenerwoods's starter -> open!
ㅤㅤThere were things that RUNAWAY had to focus on. Maybe it was something he can't exactly avoid, but nightfall was fast approaching... And he knew that it wouldn't be long till he comes around.
ㅤㅤSo here he was, trying his best to get materials outside of the village and into the forest. He's quite aware of the consequences should someone find out that he had left, but everyone was clearly wrapped around his finger to even give a damn.
ㅤㅤIn the midst of his exploration, however... He had the unfortunate case of bumping into someone who was walking off to God knows where.
ㅤㅤ"Ah—!"
ㅤㅤHe dropped the ingredients he was gathering, making him grimace. Those are going to need to be dealt with, he thinks, watching as some of them seem to crack upon the harsh impact.
ㅤㅤHe raised his head to see who it was that bumped into him, his eyes narrowing to see it was a stranger. One that looked like the gardener that died in his old village.
ㅤㅤ"... who are you? And what are you doing out here?"
The gardener looked frightened. She hadn’t heard him come, nor did she even see him through the foliage of the forest.
Emma quickly looked at the stranger. Only when she met his eyes, she was quick to notice the signature caplet.
It was familiar.
” Mister Valden! “
The gardener had shouted in recognition, the fear fading at once.
“ You musn’t forget so quick..! My name is Emma Woods. Emma thinks shes here for the same reason as you: to hide from the hunters! “
She looks down at the poor ingredients before raising a brow at its purpose.
“ Or… Could it be something else..? Why are you out here alone?“
Now was her turn to narrow her eyes at the Runaway. A secret lunch was not something she would tattle on, only if she gets a piece.
ㅤㅤ@askgardenerwoods's starter -> open!
ㅤㅤThere were things that RUNAWAY had to focus on. Maybe it was something he can't exactly avoid, but nightfall was fast approaching... And he knew that it wouldn't be long till he comes around.
ㅤㅤSo here he was, trying his best to get materials outside of the village and into the forest. He's quite aware of the consequences should someone find out that he had left, but everyone was clearly wrapped around his finger to even give a damn.
ㅤㅤIn the midst of his exploration, however... He had the unfortunate case of bumping into someone who was walking off to God knows where.
ㅤㅤ"Ah—!"
ㅤㅤHe dropped the ingredients he was gathering, making him grimace. Those are going to need to be dealt with, he thinks, watching as some of them seem to crack upon the harsh impact.
ㅤㅤHe raised his head to see who it was that bumped into him, his eyes narrowing to see it was a stranger. One that looked like the gardener that died in his old village.
ㅤㅤ"... who are you? And what are you doing out here?"
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