alma_karma | 012 ☯ Alma [VIDEO]

[So has anyone been keeping an eye on the little garden on the sunny side of the apartment building? It's actually... progressing, and quite a bit as of late. Some colorful flowers are scattered about along with... peas? Yes, those look like pea pods, and maybe a row of carrots. Know what to look for and you might even spot a small patch of what will probably be potatoes. Overall, the plants are kind of sad looking, all with a sort of half-wilted look to them. Nothing particularly amazing... or even vaguely impressive by normal standards, but considering the main caregiver (a.k.a. the person who stands outside and stares at it the most) is an eleven-year-old boy working with stolen seeds in what might as well be a wasteland? It's doing fairly well.

Small dirt formations are standing guard all along the edges of the small garden reminiscent of the little sculptures that Alma's attempted in the past, and that's where the boy is today. He's prodding slowly at a lump of mud, Mr. Bats fluttering almost lazily by one shoulder. Alma smiles at the camera once he's sure it's on, waving muddy fingers.]

The plants are growing. I'm not really sure when they're supposed to be done... Does anybody know?

Oh, and I wanted to ask... [He rubs at the back of his neck awkwardly, smearing mud over himself by accident.] Um, Lavi? Or... Mister General? Do you think I could learn to speak Russian?