Open RP post for Dedicate Rosethorn

[earthandpine]

Bring me your plots, or send me a message (tricia868 at plurk or gmail) to talk things out!

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[earthandpine]

She always knows when anyone steals a plant from her garden. Rosethorn may not have been in it at the time of Lola's invasion, but she was near enough. Her tone ought to call into doubt any certainty about hanging in the well. "Get out of there, girl!"

The words come a little slower than they might have once, with the slightest hint of a slur, but with no less force behind them. The nearest plants all lean in immediately toward Lola, as if they might try to grab her for upsetting their gardener, or shove her out in obedience to Rosethorn.

"Stealing plants from my garden to do some fool thing to your hair. I ought to to cut you into pieces, roast you, and feed you to sharks!" Hopefully Lola knows that would go against Rosethorn's vows and there's no danger at all.

[drawmecute]

Lola might be aware Rosethorn's bark was rougher than her bite, somewhere, but that display was more than intimidating enough. The color drained from her youthful features, leaving only the efforts of her make-up on her cheeks and under her eyes.

And then the color drained from her hair. Blossom pink waves turned to a fresh snowdrift white. Everything also tastes a bit like celery, weird side effect from Lola's fear. Lola was unaware of any of this. Her eyes hadn't left the scary angry gardener. Lola took a few stumbling steps back, away from that energy. Trying to decide if explanations or apologies were the answer.

She 'chose' to fall on her butt and fill with dread. Snow white hair turned stormcloud gray, grass 'giving up' and withering under her hands.