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It was just a few petals at first, the pale white of gardenias, wet with saliva after a day of vigorous training. She thought nothing of it, flower petals floating around were frequent this time of year. That night as her thoughts wandered back to the young bunny girl and her fiery enthusiasm she coughed again, sitting up as she did the flower petals falling out in a scattered pile into her lap. Ximetri felt her chest tighten as she realized what was truly happening.
She tried to swallow down the petals during the training sessions, finding she had to stop every so often to swallow down the blooming flowers that dug at her throat. Finding she was forced to cut training days short some days in order to properly expel the gardenias that had formed. As she coughed at the edge of the isle Xim noticed new petals along with the already half bloomed gardenias. Rose and Hibiscus petals littered the water, stained red from the blood droplets that spilled from Ximetri’s mouth.
She was a hibiscus and rose all in one. Xim found herself hiding from the one she pined over as her conditioned worsened. She began coughing up entire bouquets at the sight of the bunny girl. Her throat had been burned raw from the thorns and stems of the flowers. Blood and saliva pooling around piles of petals, buds and fully bloomed flowers. She knew if she continued on like this she would die, but the fear of Zethany’s reaction kept her from acting. If Zethany didn’t feel the same she would surely be torn by what it was doing to her mentor, so with a bloodstained smile she bore the pain the flowers rooted in her lungs caused.
She somehow managed to swallow down the thorny rose stems as she went after the bunny girl, why would she go off on her own against someone that powerful. Tears stung her eyes as she imagined what she was enduring. She barely made it to the cathedral before doubling over in pain and coughing up three double headed roses, each rose had a different flower as its second head. One gardenia and one hibiscus. She was even more shocked at the third flower, a white heather sprouting from a purple violet. She wiped the blood from her mouth and dashed into the cathedral.

Description
It was just a few petals at first, the pale white of gardenias, wet with saliva after a day of vigorous training. She thought nothing of it, flower petals floating around were frequent this time of year. That night as her thoughts wandered back to the young bunny girl and her fiery enthusiasm she coughed again, sitting up as she did the flower petals falling out in a scattered pile into her lap. Ximetri felt her chest tighten as she realized what was truly happening.
She tried to swallow down the petals during the training sessions, finding she had to stop every so often to swallow down the blooming flowers that dug at her throat. Finding she was forced to cut training days short some days in order to properly expel the gardenias that had formed. As she coughed at the edge of the isle Xim noticed new petals along with the already half bloomed gardenias. Rose and Hibiscus petals littered the water, stained red from the blood droplets that spilled from Ximetri’s mouth.
She was a hibiscus and rose all in one. Xim found herself hiding from the one she pined over as her conditioned worsened. She began coughing up entire bouquets at the sight of the bunny girl. Her throat had been burned raw from the thorns and stems of the flowers. Blood and saliva pooling around piles of petals, buds and fully bloomed flowers. She knew if she continued on like this she would die, but the fear of Zethany’s reaction kept her from acting. If Zethany didn’t feel the same she would surely be torn by what it was doing to her mentor, so with a bloodstained smile she bore the pain the flowers rooted in her lungs caused.
She somehow managed to swallow down the thorny rose stems as she went after the bunny girl, why would she go off on her own against someone that powerful. Tears stung her eyes as she imagined what she was enduring. She barely made it to the cathedral before doubling over in pain and coughing up three double headed roses, each rose had a different flower as its second head. One gardenia and one hibiscus. She was even more shocked at the third flower, a white heather sprouting from a purple violet. She wiped the blood from her mouth and dashed into the cathedral.