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  <title>flowers are the language of love</title>
  <subtitle>it's the only language I know</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Kitora Kurokawa</name>
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  <updated>2012-01-22T20:36:07Z</updated>
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    <title>o3 ✿ [video/action for Violet]</title>
    <published>2012-01-22T20:30:44Z</published>
    <updated>2012-01-22T20:36:07Z</updated>
    <category term="his only travel buddy went home"/>
    <category term="angstable"/>
    <category term="basil is a helpful girl!"/>
    <category term="forever alone"/>
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    <content type="html">[&lt;i&gt;Strangely enough, this isn't a post made by Kitora at all. He's outside, not too far from the pokécenter, sitting on the ground next to a small set of flowers by the fence. By the slump of his shoulders and the fact that he's not doing anything with the flowers, it looks like he's depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Basil the Gloom is very upset by this! She's holding the gear, looking rather distressed at her trainer's glum attitude.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;Gloooooom! Gloom Gloooom! {He's very sad! I think something is wrong... We can't find his friend Tulip.}&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Setting the gear down, propped against the bench, she tries to wiggle around to (attempt to) describe this 'tulip' person.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;{He has yellow hair that curls like a flower and weird, big black eyes that go across his face.} Gloom gloom-gloom! Galoooom!&lt;/font&gt; [&lt;i&gt;Blonde hair and glasses.&lt;/i&gt;] &lt;font color="maroon"&gt;{If you see him, please say on this red box! I think that is how you work this thing, yes? Maybe? I should give this back to him now.}&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;And with that, Basil drags the gear across the small path to right next to Kitora. He glances at it briefly, then just smooths a hand over Basil's petals and returns to staring at the flowers.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=bellossoming&amp;ditemid=1539" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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