Nomadic

@ Mildly surprised to see himself greeted so fondly, Monkshood simply responded with a show of fatigue. "Salutat.....ions, Blazing, ah, it's rather nice to see you too". He trotted slowly over to his bedding, and began to take off his saddlebags. "You look rather tired this morning. I presume then, that you had difficultly resting last night as well", speaking in a quiet voice, trying not to make so much noise so early in the morning.

Monkshood, trudging through the forest, eventually he made his way back to the camp. Glancing around as he felt the morning dew rub against his fur. "The cabin is just around the bend, and I really should drop off my supplies before proceeding any further. I don't wish to call any more attention to myself then necessary", appraising his current situation. Walking as if in a daze, he proceeded to the cabin. His sleep was clearly not sufficient as he began to stumble. Opening the front door, he proceeded inwards unsure who, if anyone, waited inside the cabin.

Whilst, I don't want this RP to die. I can't really see a point of keeping it going unless we can get people to post again. So I'm going to do one more post, and if that doesn't work I shall let it fall into obscurity.

NP, I was just enjoying the interaction between are two characters. It really isn't anything to apologize for.

I can post more once more people start posting. I really need some way of interaction for my character from. I was actually hoping was going to keep posting, but he didn't...... ah well.

Sorry, my computer was down for the past few days. I just responded if anyone cares, be careful though it's a long post.

(Begin Dream Sequence) Glancing around, Monkshood noticed he was standing on a central road in a small village. On the left side, the land and housing was neatly maintained almost possessing a mechanical nature to it. Conversely on the right, everything was overgrown, craggy and wild. Queer, he had never quite seen a village like this, regardless why was he here? What did he hope to accomplish? Quickly, he shrugged it off it was probably for work, it was always for work. Monkshood sniffed the air, a pleasantly-sweet scent wafted through the area. He raised his muzzle up, hoping to re-evaluate the odour. He knew the smell. It was something so recognizable to him, and suddenly it struck him what it was. One of his favourite foods from childhood, freshly caramelized apples with a touch of cinnamon on the side. Monkshood decided it was best to focus on such trivialities later as he was getting hungrier by the moment, and could not recall when he had last eaten anything. He raised his nose back into the air once more as he decided the smell was coming from the centre of this ramshackle village. Trotting towards the area, two curious ponies walk along the same road. One swerved between the centre and the left constantly, whilst the other merely followed closely by him. Soon Monkshood approached what appeared to be a small coffee-house. Taking a seat outside a waiter, wearing a noticeably crimson waistcoat, approached him. "Ah, Monkshood so nice to see you again. Will it be your usual again", the waiter cheerfully said. Confused, he responded with a simple nod of the head. The food soon arrived, and it was exactly what he had smelled earlier, bits of caramelized apples with cinnamon. Without hesitation, he began to shovel into his mouth. Strange it tasted more floral then last recalled. He began to chew the food, ever slowly as.... (End Dream Sequence) Monkshood awoke, groggy, to find himself within Viola's grove with his mouth containing the petal of one of its many flowers. Quickly, he spat them out in repulsion, it tasted horrendous. No matter how hungry he was, eating Viola was definitely out of the question. Glancing upwards, he saw the sun had begun to make its ascent toward its apex. It was definitely time to return to the camp-grounds, lest he wanted trouble from the staff. Gathering his supplies, emptying his lantern jar, and strapping on his saddlebag, he left the grove.

@@ParsoOfEquestria His face contorted with a look of sudden disapproval, "A GLOW STICK!!!! He has the audacity to compare one of my creations to something as paltry as a glow-stick". Monkshood grudgingly shrugged it off, now was not the time for such proclivities. The night would not last forever, and he still had work to do. At a near manic pace, he filled his saddlebag back up hoisting it on to his side with his 'lantern' positioned in the bag so it would illuminate the forest around him. He anxiously left the cabin, slamming the door shut behind himself as he began to skilfully navigate his way through the forest. Monkshood traced the path that he and Ceres had followed earlier. Shortly, he arrived at the grotto within glowed a violet light. He was shocked at the sight. "My my, Viola does indeed glow under the night sky. I had my doubts, but this is unbelievable", he thought, still ever cautious of Ceres' intentions. Opening up his bag, he pulled out a journal and a quill as he began to meticulously examine the plant. Grabbing the spores and uprooting one of them, his time was short tonight. If he could he would return, yet the staff probably did not look fondly upon campers sneaking out in the middle of the night. As Monkshood finished his initial examination he penned the plant's classification in to his journal, Viola Clotho. Increasingly as time went on, he began to feel his drowsiness overtake him. Finally he gave in, falling asleep in the middle of Viola's grove.

Hey, it'll be okay. I can do it in one post, it'll just be a large chunk of text.

@ Hey before you put anything up, Monkshood was going to sneak out. I've been alluding to it for the past I don't know how many pages.

I don't know about fancy, either Cinder got the wording mixed up or my character might be rubbing off onto Ceres.

@@ParsoOfEquestria @ @ Monkshood began to pull out a clear jar from underneath his bunk. Within the jar, it contained a green sludge like mixture of what was once various plant-life. He slid the jar along snuffing out all the lighting and closing the blinds, until the room was pitch black. "I've worked with plants my entire life, yet where I differed from my predecessor's is, I always found a sense of artistry within the natural world. If you wish to label me, I work as an Apothecary, yet I find my interests often shift towards more personal endeavours", he puffed with pride. Clasping the jar, he began to shake it. It sloshed around the empty space within the jar. Slowly, the sludge within began to glow with a brilliant yet soft emerald light. The darkened building slowly began to regain its shape as the light cast odd shadows across the room. Stating in an almost excitable voice, "whilst this is just a simple concoction, it still retains some show of craftsmanship would you not agree Parso"?

Hey hey, just say no and banish Ceres to the torment of being forever stuck in the FRIEND ZONE!!!!!!

@@ParsoOfEquestria "Huh, your interested in my work? Curious, many would rather wait till their ill before coming to me", initially stating clearly as he slowly began to mumble off the rest. Monkshood slowly paced back and forth, suddenly an idea occurred. "How about this? I will show you what I do with plants", he proudly declared as he trotted back to his bunk.

@ Hey, Ceres was the only character I told what my profession or interests were. Occums Razor, Phoenix999.

@@ParsoOfEquestria Monkshood rolled his eyes, Ceres must of had blurted out something about him. "I guess you could call me a 'plant bloke' if you wanted to, but only if you don't mind me naming you nothing more then the red-hatted individual", an exasperated sigh escaped from his mouth.

@ @@ParsoOfEquestria Stepping away from Pelate to let him be alone, Monkshood began to walk over to the bunk which housed the white pegsus' resting body. "I'm sorry, but do I know you?", he stated slightly confused. "I don't believe we've met, yet you've heard of me. Would it be too brash ask you, who exactly are you?", speaking with a sigh.

@@ParsoOfEquestria Ah well, it happens. I thought he might of been doing that on purpose to show that what Ceres said actually effected him rather harshly. Actually, Parso I just realized when you posted that I don't think either of are Characters have actually met each other except in passing. I really think we should get on that especially now that their both in a confined space together.

@ "I don't know what she said to you, but don't let it torment you", Monkshood spoke in a caring tone. Staring at the stallion's face, it looked tormented wracked with sorrow and guilt. His mind wandered curious on what upset Pelate so much. "Whilst I am not able to help you overcome your emotions, I will tell you that if you need me, I will try to help you to the best of my ability. You showed me the same kindness earlier, and I wish to try and reciprocate such generosity", he nodded his head in an effort to show a sense of sincerity towards his own statement.

@ I might be a minority here, but I would really like if people would read posts not even directly connected to there characters as it just gives a better sense of what's happening in the RP world as a whole. *Sigh* I'm always the hopeless optimist.

@ @ Monkshood, deep in thought, jumped at Pelate's sudden reaction. He admitted with a frazzled look upon his face, "Greetings again Pelate. I'm sorry, but what are you going on about with Ceres? I apologize again, but I don't know what your talking about. I thought I had agitated you for leaving you alone during the camp-fire". Hoping nopony would notice, he began to push his bag and mixture back underneath the bedding. The last thing he wanted was to be answering more questions.

Post #394, Monkshood came into the cabin and was trying to talk to Pelate because he thought Pelate was angry at him for ditching him during the camp-fire. You didn't respond in your next post, so I was going to have fun with it.