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| FairlyFairyPrincess | Apr 19 2009, 09:14 AM Post #1 |
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"Ahhh..." Sen took in a deep breath and released a relaxed sigh, feeling the warm and comforting tingle of sun light gently grazing against his skin. He was pretty determined that nobody was going to go to his room during lunch, so he decided to start having lunch in a more cheerful place. He took small steps, strolling across the gardens ever so slowly, taking his time to enjoy every detail of nature's blessings. One of his hands was held up, like as if he was a waiter supporting an invisible tray. Behind Sen, was a sandwich in a plastic zip-lock bag, a bottle of wine, and a small empty glass, floating above the floor and following him. Sen was being pretty risky, he knew his powers were on and off, some days they work and some days they don't. The block that severed ALL of his power seemed to be fluctuating, and Sen's been trying to hone his skills once more. "This looks nice." He said softly, smiling at the sight of a bench in front of a group of flowers. Waving his hand gracefully, as if conducting a song, his sandwich, wine bottle and glass all sat lightly onto the bench. "Looks like it's all working out today." He walked over and then sat down on the bench, relaxing his back against the back of the bench before waving his hands around again to get his lunch prepared. The bottle floated in front of him and uncorked itself, Sen lightly and meticulously moving his index finger to lift the bottle up slowly, then pouring down into the wine glass from a tall height, the glass swirling ever so softly on the bench to release the pungent smell of the ruby red wine. |
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