Come in, come in.~

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“Not…really. Especially not with what we are…people actually tend…to avoid us.” Keisei glanced her brother as she spoke, before back at Spring “We’re not commonly accepted.” Gashu turned to look at the two women, his hands folding in front of himself.

Spring frowns solemnly, her eyes growing sad. The flowers surrounding them seem only to amplify the sadness of Spring as her shoulders slump and her hair practically droops. Her eyes seem to nearly tear up at the thought of such lovely siblings being denied acceptance for any reason. So much sympathetic pain flashes across her face as she leaned over the table to embrace the pregnant woman gently. Her lean arms loosely wound around her neck, as she nuzzles the lovely woman. Her tears well up and fall at the thought of the avoidance they face. Spring's grip tightens as her tears fall in sympathy at the though of being avoided or the lack of a proper welcome into any place. "W-why would they do such a thing...? You are both such lovely company... And I can see nothing wrong with either of you..." Spring gently rests her tear-stained face into the space where Keisei's shoulder and neck meet.

Spring chuckles gently, readying herself to catch the small bundle. As the child grows near, she prepares herself to carry the child to her own home within the lovely flowers. As the lovely forest nymph finally catches the rushing child, she spins him, giggling all the while as she starts heading to her flowery fortress. Spring looks down at the smaller being that she is carrying in her arms, smiling softly as she pets his forehead. "Just where have you been, my little ragamuffin?" She looks to his clothes as well. "And why are you wearing so many layers?"

Jiang Zhi - Love Letters (2011)

THIS IS BEAUTIFUL. FLOWERS AND FIRE ARE ACTUALLY TWO OF MY FAVORITE THINGS.

Spring screeches shrilly, her hair flying up wildly as her flowers turn gruesome and full of thorns. The sharp curves replacing the flowers. "Who would dare do this to such beautiful creatures!?"

Spring giggles, having heard a traveler come into her lovely domain, from behind a large thicket of flowers and vines. She recognizes the voice of this wayward samurai. She brings a hand up to her mouth, stifling a louder laugh. Well, well.~ It seems someone has finally come back to me. Perhaps it will be fun to keep hidden until he finds me. As if we are playing a children’s game. Oh, how fun this will be!~ Spring moves a bit out of the flowered mess that she calls home, so that she may at least give him a small chance. Though, of course not wanting it to be too easy, she dances around the flowers lightly, minding all of the things that may give her position away.

Spring is amused by the fact that the samurai is calling out to her. She follows him as he treads deeper into her home, getting thrills and chills from following someone who cannot see her. Spring purposefully steps on a twig, making a noise, before than prancing quite a bit away from the now broken object. She decides that it would be quite fun to toy with the samurai's mind and senses. Perhaps he will be broken down enough that he may stay for a considerable amount of time. Like maybe... forever? All eternity? Those seem like good enough amounts. Spring, now silently, stalks the unsuspecting samurai. She falls silent, her mouth forming a small smile.

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Laveda put one hand to her cheek, giggling a bit as she tilted her head “That’s not what most say but thanks for the compliment! You’re really pretty too..I love your hair!” the alien ran her hand through her own straw blonde locks “I can’t get my hair to grow that long, it gets in the way.”

The flowers fluctuate and spread themselves, opening widely. It is as if they are displaying pride at their own form, showing the pride that Spring herself feels. "Why, thank you, my sweet Laveda.~ That is quite kind of you to say. " She frowns lightly, the flowers around her move in on themselves. Saddened that the other female does not see the perfection of her own appearance. Or so she interprets."It is too bad you cannot have your hair as you would like it." Spring smiles in genuine joy and her eyes hold a need to show her how lovely she is. "Though, I feel that your looks are very nice! I could never pull off the look you beautifully maintain. Your appearance is just... quite elegant in it's own, personal way. Plus, your eye is quite extravagant." Spring give a small giggle. "In fact, I think you are much more beautiful than I am!"

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“Nothing I suppose.” the female glanced at her brother, who was absorbed in studying the flowers and making a note of which ones grew where “Just not used to such hospitality I guess.” she returned her gaze to the spirit, her black eyes narrowed.

The flowers still for a moment, before going lax. They slink downward in a manner more comfortable than the straightened position they were holding under the male's gaze.  Springs eyes gain a sad light, not being able to process why or even how someone could not be hospitable. It is common courtesy, and really common sense to her. "I do wonder why someone would not treat you with the utmost kindness and hospitality. Is it not common to find a stranger's kindness where you are from?"

Spring giggles, having heard a traveler come into her lovely domain, from behind a large thicket of flowers and vines. She recognizes the voice of this wayward samurai. She brings a hand up to her mouth, stifling a louder laugh. Well, well.~ It seems someone has finally come back to me. Perhaps it will be fun to keep hidden until he finds me. As if we are playing a children's game. Oh, how fun this will be!~ Spring moves a bit out of the flowered mess that she calls home, so that she may at least give him a small chance. Though, of course not wanting it to be too easy, she dances around the flowers lightly, minding all of the things that may give her position away.