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[himeji mizuno]

Routines were simple. Routines were safe. Every day after school, Himeji walked to the Shaymin Garden to study and read for her classes. She found it to be more peaceful than the school's library, where most kids didn't even think to use it as a library. A library was a place to read and study, and to be quiet. It was always so noisy in there every time Himeji went in there. The park was a lot bigger than the library, so even if there were people, she could most likely find a spot to study in by herself. She sat beneath the shade of a large tree and settled comfortably against the trunk. She pulled out her books and started to read, until she felt something, or someone, kick her backpack. "...!" she squeaked as she stared up at the person.

[Lune d'Eclair]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][style=float: left; width: 250px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; padding: 5px] Feeling a little bit adventurous, Lune decides to set out for the Shaymin Gardens to study instead of the Library at school. Now, this would have certainly been alright if he had known the ways to the garden; but unfortunately, he hadn't ventured out to the area beforehand, and was totally lost. He sees the green grass and a monument, though, so he thinks that he's at the right place ( or the right tile, even, dieu. Simply stumbling along, Lune steps over a little ladybug that's unfortunate enough to be on the floor, before apologizing mentally for almost extinguishing an innocent life. Exhaling at his success, he moves onward, but ends up tripping on a well-hidden tree root and tumbles, feet first, into a backpack. His head thinks of apologies even before he gets the situation all fixed in his brain, but he smiles, as sheepish as ever, as he goes to stand up. Ow. His hand hurt. But enough about him, he'd crashed into someone's bag! "Mon Dieu, Excusez-moi! Je ne voulais pas vous bousculer!" The French words merely tumble from his lips, before he clamps a hand over them to silence himself. After taking a while to think about what he's going to say, he extends his small hands to brush off the backpack, worry etched across his features. "I-I'm so terribly sorry! I didn't mean to - I-I just didn't see you there, really! Croix de bois, croix de fer, si je mens, je vais en enfer!- oh, ah! Cross my heart, and hope to die. I-I believe that is ... how you say it?" It comes out more as a question than anything else, but his apology is sincere. * Notes! Mon Dieu, excusez-moi! Je ne voulais pas vous bousculer! - My God, excuse me! I didn't mean to bump into you! Croix de bois, croix de fer, si je mens, je vais en enfer!- Cross my heart and hope to die, but the direct translation is like 'wooden cross, iron cross, if i'm lying, i'll go to hell!' [/style] [style=margin-top: 6px; width: 100px; height:100px; float:right; font-size: 7pt; font-family: calibri; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border: 5px solid #fefefe] [style=background-color: #dfdfdf; padding: 2px]TAG: miss himeji![/style] [style=margin-top: 5px; background-color: #dfdfdf; padding: 2px] WORDS[/style] [style=margin-top: 5px; background-color: #dfdfdf; padding: 2px]© MOO OF OTE[/style][/style]

[himeji mizuno]

Eyes widened as the person frantically stood and started to flail about. When the French spilled from his lips, she became a bit interested, though her expression did not change. Himeji just watched as the kid flailed her backpack around, dusting it off from his previous fall. Himeji finally blushed a little, not expecting such kindness from someone who had tripped over a backpack that she had put in the way. A small nod answered his question about the saying, and she peeked up at him. "It's my fault..." she said softly, "My backpack shouldn't have been in the way. Are you all right?" Surely with a fall like that, something had to be wrong. Maybe she could help in some way. A girl like her was sure to have a first aid kit somewhere in her backpack, or at least some bandaids or something.

[Lune d'Eclair]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][style=float: left; width: 250px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; padding: 5px] Ah, wasn't she kind? His worried crimson eyes quickly take a turn to become much more brighter, looking much more relieved than before. Thank the heavens! He completely blocks her apology out, because if he had been looking down on the floor - where he was going - then maybe, just maybe, he wouldn't have tripped like that! He finishes dusting off the backpack, trying to get rid of the clumps of ( slightly invisible ) dust, before handing it back to her with a sunny, unabashed smile. "Ah, it's not your fault! Please don't say that, mademoiselle. I mean, I did try to pay attention to where I was going, but the roots surprised me! Thank you for your worry, though!" He keeps on hiding his swelling wrist, though, keeping out the grimace upon his features, because it wouldn't be nice to just enter in his feelings, all of a sudden. That would be rude, right? Right. Instead, he digs out a few pieces of the wrapped, gourmet Belgian chocolates, and offers a bundle to her. "I'm Lune - Lune d'Eclair. It's a pleasure to meet you! ... Don't think of these as a ... uhm, a ..." He digs out a dictionary, French to English, before placing it back into his pocket once more with an outstanding smile. "-as a bribe, please! It's just a gift. And an apology, for bumping into you. Or rather, your bag. It's very beautiful! Sac à dos est joli comme un cœur!- Or rather, your backpack is as cute as a button. Is that how you say it?" * Notes! Sac à dos est joli comme un cœur!: Your backpack is as cute as a button! [/style] [style=margin-top: 6px; width: 100px; height:100px; float:right; font-size: 7pt; font-family: calibri; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border: 5px solid #fefefe] [style=background-color: #dfdfdf; padding: 2px]TAG: miss himeji![/style] [style=margin-top: 5px; background-color: #dfdfdf; padding: 2px] WORDS[/style] [style=margin-top: 5px; background-color: #dfdfdf; padding: 2px]© MOO OF OTE[/style][/style]