- ‡ 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!!)

Comments

[lacqualia.livejournal.com]

I think....I captured you perfectly.

[After gathering the painting off the easel, she seemed a bit more shy about it. A moment's deliberation, and she quickly flips it over (http://i50.tinypic.com/2crlg9f.png).]

[brokenbrand.livejournal.com]

[ Congratulations. She has absolutely no reply to the piece of "art" Vanille is showing her. ]

You just had to add the moustache, ey.

[lacqualia.livejournal.com]

In my defense, it was already there. I just tweaked it....

[brokenbrand.livejournal.com]

The curlies are a nice touch.
[ She shakes her head and snorts lightly, then places hands on both hips while considering the painting. ]

All honesty, that's a hell of a lot better than mine's gonna be.

[lacqualia.livejournal.com]

[She turns it back in her hands before walking over to set it neatly with the other paintings.]

Have youuu decided on a subject?

[brokenbrand.livejournal.com]

[ She coughs, clears her throat, and shuffles her feet, all in one continuous move. ]

Not...just yet...You know how I'm no good at these things.