Greenery All Around! A Sapient Green?! [Namorel/Closed]

Child duty once again. Fortunately, Celmaru Waterfield was only tasked to merely handle one. It was a shock to Celmaru that he was ever allowed near either of his daughters ever again; albeit that was another issue for later. The hybrid had errands to attend to -- and of course it included items partially across the globe. An inexpensive beauty product was sold in West City; what else could it have been? Achieving an ultimately moderate flight velocity, the hybrid found himself cruising across a vast expanse of nature and greenery. Shrubbery and foliage encased the landscape for miles. However, a particularly minacious rascal was becoming quite weary over lazing atop her father's torso. It had been nearly four hours of incessant flight; not a single activity. However likely it was to be entirely Celmaru's fault, the hybrid attempted to make conversation, regardless. Unfortunately, Melia Waterfield wasn't exactly receptive after exceedingly immense boredom.

Five years old, prompted to do little for hours; what should the hybrid have expected? Celmaru, however, attempted to remain vigilant. Minor small talk with a child -- definitely most unexpectedly -- was far from entertaining; primarily for the child. As if by a repetitive streak of evidently unfortunate timing: Celmaru struck an intricate, yet equally painful surface. Frequently reminded that his bruises and wounds hadn't truly healed yet from his scuffle with Ayumu, the hybrid's body winced, contorted, and promptly plummeted. The descent was nigh-instantaneous. For the agonized hybrid, suddenly nothing was worse than this. For Melia, meanwhile, the utmost joyous event of the entire day -- thus far -- was in full swing! A free drop tower, hooray! Flight evidently wasn't a choice in this matter; no amount of available willpower could recover Celmaru from the pain. At least the hybrid was sure that not one soul lived in this portion of the woods. Right?

Namorel

Current PL: 2,500

WC: 322

TWC: 322