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[ She's not a creative type, this Oerbian. But Vanille said she needed to do a painting in her fine arts class, and had said she'd really like it if she could paint something that reminded her of home, really like it if she could paint something she already knew well, really, really like it if she could maybe just maybe pretty please with sugar on top have Fang as her subject.
So of course Fang said yes.
And now she's sitting in the fine arts room, surrounded by mostly empty easels and the smell of potted paints. She's alone for now, waiting on the artiste, and fiddling with some of the tools used to mold clay. She accidentally breaks one of the clay-cutting wire-contraptions, fumbles with it, then hurriedly puts it down before glancing around to be sure no one saw. ]
(ooc note: The post is tailored to Vanille, but any tag is welcome!!)
So of course Fang said yes.
And now she's sitting in the fine arts room, surrounded by mostly empty easels and the smell of potted paints. She's alone for now, waiting on the artiste, and fiddling with some of the tools used to mold clay. She accidentally breaks one of the clay-cutting wire-contraptions, fumbles with it, then hurriedly puts it down before glancing around to be sure no one saw. ]
(ooc note: The post is tailored to Vanille, but any tag is welcome!!)
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[ Somehow, she's gotten that impression, even though she's spoken to him only twice. ]
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Only in the ones made by me.
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[ She's bored with tinkering, and just props one hip against the wall, leaning back. There's an easel with sketches still clipped to it that she can see, but whatever it is the student is preparing to paint makes her think the kid is pretty damned troubled. ]
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[ Her smile is sweeter than usual. ]
It's comin' across as shady, sorry to say.
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[He waves at the fine arts room. Taking walks in empty class rooms must seem weird.]
You'll just have to forget about that.
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"Shy"?
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[ This is the first time she's gotten him to make a face like that! Point for Fang. ]
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The first time being mysterious meant being shy. You sure aren't that, deciding people's characteristics like that. Bold.
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[ She grins wider, crossing her arms to mimic him. ]
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Better observe and speak after that, I say.
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[ He crosses his arms again, out of habit.]
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[ She mimics it again. ]
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Surely there's more than that.
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Clean cuffs have never prevented anyone from taking a part in a fight. There's no reason why one couldn't do it in a clean way.
That, of course, does take skill and effort. Otherwise everyone would be doing it.
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[ She squints at him, trying to imagine him throwing punches instead of sipping tea. ]
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Clearly we have different tastes when it comes to literature then.
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So hygiene is high on your list of priorities. Got it. Why rub shoulders with a savage like me, then?
[ Her words are self-depreciating, but her tone and body language still say she's teasing. ]
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I find it pretty exciting, myself.
Being savage, that is.
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