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Gwen looked down at herself then back to Vicky. "Oh dear, I should. she made a mental note to remind herself that she was no longer in the jungle an had plenty of running indoor water. "Between the Australian outback and the tropical rainforest I haven't had much need or occasion for that." Gwen blushed and pointed towards the dorms. "This way?" she asked.

Gwen blushed heavily, "I was just in the right place at the right time." Gwen could hear the vines asking her New friend!? their excitement vibrated through her. I do not know. she replied. Gwen looked over the scene around her. "I don't understand, are there many bad kids like that around here?". Gwen hurriedly called the vines back into herself, she realized she was suddenly alone here with this man.

"Oh!" Gwen looked at the snared teen. "If I ever catch you out here defiling my forest you will be hanging by this leg." The vines loosened their grip and slid away. Gwen decided to keep her eyes on the boys until they were gone. "Do you need a hand?" she asked the man as one of the vines offered itself to help the man to his feet as another righted his easel and yet another collected the brushes.

Gwen smiled at everyone and went to reach for her bag. Come on you, you'll have plenty of time to explore later. she chided the vines and they retracted settling back in as tattoos along her skin with just a few small tendrils running astray. Gwen's tummy grumbled again. "Food does really sound amazing, but putting our things into a room first would make the journey easier." She looked at the tendrils on her arm. All in, or we don't get to see new people. New people! the chorus rang in her head and the tendrils settled in. Gwen smiled. "Much better!Shall we be off then?"

GET HIM! Gwen screamed in her head, but there was silence in the forest around her as she lept forward from the tree line and interposed herself between the thug and the old man. As scared as she was she treated it like a mountain, it would be hard but she'd sieze the day in the end. A vine reached out from an outstretched hand and wrapped around the knife wielders leg. Two more vines crept out along the ground to be closer to the other two. "I'd advise you leave now." Gwen said, her voice more confidant than she felt in actuality.

The voices carried over to Gwen and the vines. Danger! They echoed their wild brethren. Gwen reached her hand into her pocket, took out the mask and put it gently into place. She shuffled out of her light jacket, took her wallet and asked a kind old tree with a deep cavern in its bark to hold onto them for her. She made her way closer to the sound of the voices and the forest parted for her. She came upon the scene still hiding behind the green, there was an older man on the ground and three boys around him. Now you can come out. She told the vines, Stay close and do as I say. Gwen eyed the teen with the knife, her adrenaline rushed and she could feel the fear in the vines. It'll be Ok, just rush in and we'll grab the knife from him.

Gwen had come out to Wharton to look over a small patch of dying perennials that the giant tree in the courtyard at Claremont had told her about. It was a wise old tree that also told her she should protect her identity while outside of school grounds, where the headmaster's reach could not protect her or her young vinelings from prying eyes. She had decided to wear a evergreen bathing suit, dark green shorts and carried with her a green masquerade mask she had found in the theater departments leftovers. Her brown/red hair flowed down her back in a tight braid that shortened it to mid back, she had tied it with a green ribbon, and her bangs were free. Out now? the inquisitive voice had been asking her the whole way here. Not yet, we need to be sure no one is around. The vines had settled around her neck, under the skin and were looking like a normal green tattoo of a beautiful floral scene. Through the dense brush she was in she could hear voices in the distance. DANGER! all the flora around her began to call.

The vines gently crawled into Johns hand. Four of them had sprung out with several others still hiding on her skin, vibrating on the surface, unsure of coming out into the physical world. touch? they asked Gwen. He said you could, go on! As they reached out to John again they began to flower, small yellow rose looking flowers. "Thank you John, this is a wonderful help however--" Gwen looked at her lone rolling bag. "This and the bookbag are all I have brought" She switched her gaze towards Jeena. Do you have anything else that needs to come up also?

Gwen smiled at Morgan and John again, but her stomach grumbled audibly at another mention of food, putting a damper on her smile and reminding her about the last thing she ate. What had been the last good thing I ate? she thought but the vines had no reply, they were too busy taking in the new surroundings and the sun. "I sure could use some food, twenty hour plane ride meal options are rather nasty." she cringed at the thought of the stuff they tried to feed her on the plane.

Gwen watched a girl make a bee-line for them at the tree, the paleness of her skin was something Gwen had not seen since she was studying the small variety of plants in the Antarctic. More people! The vines vibrated their excitement across Gwen's flesh as she listened to everyone talk, she smiled at Johns words. Gwen rubbed her hand on her tank top and held it out to Jeena as she stepped forward. "Yes I'm Gwe--" Gwen's sentence was cut off by a barrage of thoughts Meet too!? Gwen sighed. "Sorry, Pleasure to meet you, I'm Gwen." Yes, you can come out now, its safe to be in the open...Just don't grab anyone. "My apologies about the vines, all of the stimulus makes my them excited, they have never been allowed to meet anyone before today and I promised them they could make friends too."

"She likes you, the tree that is. You should really be more careful how you show your affections in return. She's one of the last of her kind." Gwen moved over to some of the lowest branches and extended her fingers out to them, allowing the vines to curl across the bark. "I've only seen a handful of her species in..." Gwen's face glazed over with thought. "Paraguay. Most of the plants in these gardens are endangered still." Gwen pulled her hands back. "Sorry, plants are my thing."

Gwen startled and jumped back at the sudden appearance of the teen. oh! the long exaggerated sound played in her head while the vines began to peek out from under her tank-top. Appear! They cooed as they crawled across her skin and down her arms. "That's going to take some getting used to." Gwen shook her head and stepped forward again taking the outstretched hand while the vines traced their way around her wrist. "I'm Gwendolyn, but just--call me Gwen."

Gwen could see him, hanging from the tree by his ankle. This tall boy not much older than herself, with his jacket waving around him in the warm breeze. She walked closer to what she could now see were actually a pair of boys. Out now? she could feel the vines ask as their excitement became hard to contain. Slowly. Gwen cautioned them as she got closer and could better hear the boys predicament. "Don't you know she's an endangered species?" Gwen remarked to the one hanging upside down. She let go of her luggage, pealed off the overstuffed backpack and began to remove her jacket. Green vines crawled across the now exposed skin of her arms. help? they asked her, beginning to extend their tendrils free of her skin. Only if he asks for it.

Open to meeting others at Claremont!Over here!

The driver who had been sent to pick Gwen up was a tall leggy woman in a blue suit. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a bun and her eyes were hidden by dark sunglasses. Gwen sat in the back of the car and was quiet for the drive up to Claremont. She couldn't help this impending feeling of disaster. It had been years since she attended a formal school setting and her mind began to wander. Before she knew it the car was stopping and the driver opened the door to let her out. "Miss Barr, your destination." It was somehow bigger than Gwen imagined. She took her rolling bag from the woman, strapped on her pack gently. Ouch! Sorry again.

Gwen weaved around people, her beat up backpack bumping into the odd person who got too close. "Baggage claim." she mumbled as she looked at the overhead signs which pointed downstairs. She made a bee line for the escalator and bumped several more people in the process. Ouch! the small voice resonated in her head. Sorry. Round, Round, Round, watching the bags go around was tedious, her flights cargo was next to come around. Now? No. More time passed and her bag still had not come by. She could feel the vine's itch at wanting to come out from under her clothes and bask in the sun. Soon you can be out almost all the time, promise.

Friday, July 29th The flight from Australia back to the USA had been an intense twenty hour excursion that Gwen had never endured before. She was much more used to the small four to five hour flights that she had taken most of her life with her parents, hopping from area to area studying plants. Remind me not to do that again. She could feel the tingle of movement under her sleeves and stay out of sight, we aren't there yet. There was a collective grumble in her mind of unhappiness. The airport was a bustling hub of human (and maybe not so human) traffic. None of them needed to see what was under her magenta and pink stripe shirt.

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