Jsc
~Still Surfin
Jedi Temple Coruscant
Gardening was a noble endeavor. To help life grow was a mighty deed. Getting ones hands dirty was a structure of good character. ...These were just some of the many thoughts that were going through Sam's head as she raked over the Jedi Temples outer gardens. Sam hated gardening. It was muddy, sweaty, dirty, and often boring as hell. Even with all the grandiose thoughts she crammed into her head to motivate herself, it just wasn't helping.
"Poo."
She sat down and wiped her brow. Her glorious hair tied back in a ponytail and her working greaves all a mess.
"Green thumb my bahooty. All I've been doing is digging holes all morning. I'm never joining the Flowers Committee ever again."
Sam was willing to try anything once. But all she wanted right now was a cold drink and a hot lunch. Oh, and to never see a hand shovel again either.
[member="Aika Kawakami"]
Gardening was a noble endeavor. To help life grow was a mighty deed. Getting ones hands dirty was a structure of good character. ...These were just some of the many thoughts that were going through Sam's head as she raked over the Jedi Temples outer gardens. Sam hated gardening. It was muddy, sweaty, dirty, and often boring as hell. Even with all the grandiose thoughts she crammed into her head to motivate herself, it just wasn't helping.
"Poo."
She sat down and wiped her brow. Her glorious hair tied back in a ponytail and her working greaves all a mess.
"Green thumb my bahooty. All I've been doing is digging holes all morning. I'm never joining the Flowers Committee ever again."
Sam was willing to try anything once. But all she wanted right now was a cold drink and a hot lunch. Oh, and to never see a hand shovel again either.
[member="Aika Kawakami"]