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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 10:30 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 11:54 pm
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Edel had been chipping away at the last detail of a rather elaborate sculpture of Levathia, having come to the class way too early. Attending the class was simply for the sake of racking up enough credits for her final academic year, though she wouldn't complain, considering this was her obsession what she loved doing anyway.
The sculpture was promptly pushed aside once the ghoul noticed the arrival of her partner, where she then sat up straight and stared happily at him. He was a fine looking specimen, he was.
She would almost forget to greet him and begin immediately, until his introduction shook her out of the sculpting daze. "Ah, my apologies. I'm Edel, pleased to meet you, Frost in the Storm." Even his name sounded like an art piece. "Oh, don't worry about that at all, er-" her sentence drifted off midway, as the ghoul took to staring intently at the boil again. Those were some very nicely defined abdominal muscles.
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Posted: Thu Dec 05, 2013 11:46 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2014 10:39 am
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"Oh" she murmured, genuinely surprised and apologetic at the disturbance the chainsaw caused. "My apologies," she smiled sheepishly, winding down the roaring machine and stowing it away, "I could work the more traditional way - "
Her sentence was lost midway once again as she had taken to staring at his abs, thinking about how she would sculpt those. Normally, she would have a model she could touch to understand its contours... but ah, that might not be appropriate now would it?
She could cast it in a layer of ice - if he didn't mind the cold. That would work.
But what ran through the mind of the ghoul would not be said aloud, of course.
"That-" she paused for a moment, feeling embarrassed at the request, "Yes, I'd be honoured."
Meanwhile, the ice sculpture was already taking shape, with the ghoul inadvertently using her control over ice to her advantage, sweeping large chunks of the block away with ease while others struggled to chisel them off. The fine-tuning of the details could wait for now, but all that was on her mind now was really about how to shape those abs on the sculpture.
She turned to look at Frost. Then his abs. And then back at him.
There wasn't really any other way to ask.
iStoleYurVamps I am....a terrible person OTL
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2014 1:05 pm
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Ears lifted back up with the roar of the machine gone. He might have been fine but given how long it might take he knew he'd whine very quickly. Loud sounds never bode very well for the wolfos, not when normally it would be a rather quiet day. Smiling and standing still, Frost occasionally found himself having to fight the urge to wag his tail or to scratch his ear or chin.
As she carved and sculpted, Frost didn't mind the looks, he felt them normal, after all, she'd need to in order to carve but- He didn't miss her other look, his grin widening. "You can touch you know, that is how an artist must work." He stiffened, puffing up just a bit.
"Plus I am a good model."
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2014 12:00 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2014 12:09 am
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