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[And lo and behold, the recluse has finally stopped hiding in his room every spare moment.

Tobias has settled himself in the Quad, now wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, with his knees somewhat up and a drawing pad balanced on his lap. Next to him is a loaf of bread, pieces of which he keeps picking off and lightly tossing to the birds to get them to settle and eat. Once they start doing so, he immediately goes to work on the pad, blowing off spare lead and eraser shavings every so often.]

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[fierybluebird]

Drawing again? [Playfully and lightly leans his arms on Toby's head and crosses a sandaled ankle over the other.]

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[Tobias blinks, his concentration momentarily broken.]

Yeah.

[fierybluebird]

Mind if I ask what?

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Birds.

[He points with the end of his pencil, plucking off another piece of bread and lightly tossing it forward.]

[fierybluebird]

[Whistles for one to come sit and pose and for Toby and about three or four do.]

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[That gets a surprised blink, but his eyes light up, and he immediately gets to work on drawing all of the ones that settled.

After a few minutes he's finished, and holds it up to let the birds see.]

What do you think?

[fierybluebird]

Very nice. You should show your models too. They'll want to see.

[They would also prefer statues to rest and poop on, but that's not the point.]

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[He nods, shifting and holding it out to the birds too.]

[fierybluebird]

[The birds hop closer to look at it before chirping approvingly and flying away.]

They like it.

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They do?

[fierybluebird]

Yup.

So you always wanted to be an artist?

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[ The Quad is a nice place to be, to take a walk in. Minako stretches for a bit because she walks forward and curiously takes note of the boy sketching and feeding the birds.

Quietly, she approaches, still watching. ]

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[Tobias is intently focused on drawing, which means Minako is likely there for a bit before he blinks and looks over at her.]

.....

[He shifts a little.]

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[ Oh... She got caught. ]

Ah! Sorry, I didn't mean to stare.

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...? For what?

[Oh look, he CAN speak.]

[xiiicard.livejournal.com]

That looks very good.

[Ryoji really doesn't think anything of just popping up behind someone and then suddenly speaking his mind. Or about how he may have just scared the begeezes out of someone by doing so.

He just thinks he's being friendly.]

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[Luckily, all he gets is really a blink and a blank look. Tobias was so into his drawing, it takes him a minute to register that Ryoji is, in fact, right there.]

....thank you.

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[Ryoji returns the blank look with a grin. He can easily talk enough for two people when he wants to.]

Do you draw often? You seem to enjoy it quite a bit.

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[That will help him here.]

...when I can.

[xiiicard.livejournal.com]

I think it's wonderful when someone has a hobby they enjoy. Talent at it is even better, I suppose, but as long as you enjoy it and are having fun, right?

I like games myself, but really only when I have someone else to play them with me. What about you?

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...I like drawing a lot. I... I'm not very good at games because I can't read well and people are usually scared of me.

[xiiicard.livejournal.com]

Why would anyone be scared of you? You seem pretty normal to me?

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Because I hurt a lot of people.

[Pardon him, he's just gonna fidget like nuts with that bracelet on his wrist.]

[xiiicard.livejournal.com]

Did you mean to?

[There's not an ounce of fear or acquisition in his tone as he asks the question]

[heartcorrupt.livejournal.com]

No.