<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://s300.photobucket.com/user/SociallyToxicBeauty/media/f9baa897-e285-4e2a-92b5-e0eb263a67ea.jpg.html"></a><a class="postlink" href="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/SociallyToxicBeauty/f9baa897-e285-4e2a-92b5-e0eb263a67ea.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="color: #408000"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Alida</span></span></span></div><br/><br/>Izu looked surprised at Alida’s revival of the plant and she cocked her head to the side curiously. She didn’t understand why he was acting so surprised, but she didn’t have much time to think about it as she watched him pick the flower off the plant. She sputtered for a moment in complete shock, horrified by his actions. She brought her hands up as if to stop him, but she was so drunk and so surprised by his lack of care that she wasn’t able to really do much but stand there and stare at him with upset.<br/><br/>She looked at the flower hopelessly, and Izu sprang into action as he seemed to realize what he had done to upset her so much. She watched him, her horror only intensifying as he began to try to sew the flower back on, even pricking himself in the process.<span style="color: #408000">“Z-z-z…”</span>she tried to say something to stop him, but she just couldn’t seem to find the words.<br/><br/>Izu seemed to finally reattach the flower, but Alida still looked at him with her glossy eyes and a pout, her brows furrowed in both anger and sadness. He slid the potted plant back to her, crossing his arms once it settled in front of her and he seemed to be sufficiently ashamed of himself—Alida didn’t understand. How did Izu do so much damage in such a short amount of time to the potted plant? Didn’t even understand that it was up to them to take care of the natural world around them? To make sure that it thrived so they could live in harmony with it all?<br/><br/>The flower drooped for a second, before it fell off once more and that seemed to be the final straw for Alida, who had never known the limit of her patience until right at the moment. She gingerly reached out and created a small hole for the flower. She couldn’t do anything for the flower, but perhaps it would find its own way of revival in the soil. She then gently stroked her fingers across the damaged plant, healing it some, though it was definitely scarred by the situation.<br/><br/>Once the plant was okay again, she took it back to its original spot and put it in the sun to heal from its trauma. She whirled around to face Izu and threw her hands into the air in exasperation as she began to speak to him.<span style="color: #408000">“Fahvos drey hi dreh tol?!” </span>she asked him, suddenly in front of him as she grabbed his hair and pulled him down to her level.<span style="color: #408000">“Hi los lorfonaar wah hiif niin!”</span>she stated angrily as she pointed to the plant. She then stared up at him, her eyes full of fire and hazy drunkness,<span style="color: #008000">“Neh haalvut nii einzuk!”</span>she demanded, not wanting Izu to ever touch the plant again. She then let him go and went back to the plant to examine it, pouting at it. The poor thing had gone through so much. She couldn’t speak to plants, but she could feel their distress.<br/><br/>Alida was understandably upset. Plants provided so much for her and other creatures in the world—the air they breathed, fruit and vegetables to eat, and homes. For Izu to so needlessly hurt the plant made her furious. Her attention was pulled away however as she looked out the window, the daylight making the world seem so much more interesting. Her anger was soon forgotten as she looked back at Izu with excitement and happiness. She wanted to be out and so she gestured to it,<span style="color: #408000">“Zu’u laan wah tinvaatey tir!”</span>She wanted to play outside and was doing her best to let Izu know.<br/><br/>Her upsetness and anger was fleeting, and it didn’t seem Alida was able to hold onto her anger for very long. It looked as if she was a naturally happy and bubbly character, playful and cheerful. She continued to point outside, bringing her hands to her chest as if pleading and jumped up and down, her left wing fluttering excitedly behind her.