- ‡ bite 002. (action.)

[brokenbrand.livejournal.com]

[ 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!!)

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[rebeliune.livejournal.com]

[ Nah, you get a raised eye brow. ] "Paint you." [ More of a statement than a question. ]

[brokenbrand.livejournal.com]

Yeah, "paint me."

[ You got a problem with that? ]

For a project. I'll stick to something easier for my own.

[rebeliune.livejournal.com]

You can stay still for how long? [ Less of having a problem, but more gauging whether or not Fang had the capacity to do things like that, even for Vanille. ]

[brokenbrand.livejournal.com]

[ She doesn't bring up the five hundred years technicality. ]

Hours, if I fall asleep first! What about you, ey? All action, no reflection.

[rebeliune.livejournal.com]

[ That technicality has her sleeping, though, Lightning would point out. She frowns a little, but rolls her eyes. ]

That's if I bothered to even want to do it.

[brokenbrand.livejournal.com]

Ever had your portrait painted before? I bet not.
[ She taps her chin as though deep in thought, but it's just for show. ]

Cocoon technology's about instant results, mechanical, holographical, and all that. No art to it.

[rebeliune.livejournal.com]

And your jabbing at Cocoon's lack of "art" is supposed to do what now, Fang?

[brokenbrand.livejournal.com]

Take it easy! You need to give it a go, is all I'm saying.

[ She picks up a paintbrush and takes one of Lightning's hands, placing the tool in it. ]

Creativity, I mean.

[rebeliune.livejournal.com]

[ She stares at the paintbrush in her hand with a bit of annoyance and slight incredulity at it. Briefly, it's tempting to just toss the tool aside, but Lightning sighs, shakes her head, and holds onto it. ]

Maybe when I have time.

[brokenbrand.livejournal.com]

What's keeping you so busy right now?

[ While Light's busy debating on what to do with the paintbrush, Fang's sliding all up into her personal space. ]

[rebeliune.livejournal.com]

Helping around the Garden since that crash.

[ Glances out of her periphery and notices the invasion of personal space. Frowns. ]

[brokenbrand.livejournal.com]

Ah yeah-- [ She doesn't want to think about what happened to her personally when it happened. Getting hung from a pole was not her idea of cool. ]

They never did explain what caused that. Bit sketchy, ey?

[rebeliune.livejournal.com]

[ Pauses, almost hesitant, but nods to cover it up. ]

Yeah. But most of the facilities have been repaired since.

[brokenbrand.livejournal.com]

And we've got you to thank for that, I wager. Always a good little helper, aren't you?

[ She says it fondly, nothing about her tone mocking. ]

[rebeliune.livejournal.com]

[ Glances at Fang. ] Did you help?

[brokenbrand.livejournal.com]

A bit here and there. [ Once she was helped down... ]

When I wasn't studying. [ Her face when she says the word is the type of expression you'd expect from someone talking about entrails or their mother in law. ]

[rebeliune.livejournal.com]

A bit. [ Well, that's something. ] You think you can handle the midterms?

[brokenbrand.livejournal.com]

[ Lightning gets one of those shrugs, Fang's whole body somewhat undulating like she wants to shrug off the entire notion of tests in one movement. ]

Gotta handle it either way, don't I?

[rebeliune.livejournal.com]

[ She takes a moment to look around put the tool back in a box of supplies she finds. ]

Don't fail. [ Which is Lightning's roundabout way of saying "I hope you do well," except formed in a commanding way and voice. Take it however you want. ]

[brokenbrand.livejournal.com]

Wasn't in my plans, girlie, but if you're going to punish me for it, I might change my mind.

[ And just like that, the gloominess is gone and Fang is...Fang again. ]

[rebeliune.livejournal.com]

I don't need to "punish" you; the staff will do that for me.

[brokenbrand.livejournal.com]

[ She laughs and taps her jaw where Light had once landed a fierce backhand. ]

I fear your wrath more than some sweatervest, any day.

[rebeliune.livejournal.com]

You seemed to take it fine the last time.

[brokenbrand.livejournal.com]

I said I feared it more than some sweatervest.

[ She puts both hands on her hips and can't resist throwing in a wink. ]

Didn't say I feared it much.

[rebeliune.livejournal.com]

A little fear's enough. I'm not used to you being weak.