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Charmaine Kitteridge Crew
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 Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 2:05 pm
Siianna was glad the weather was holding out longer than she expected and today was perfect. With a small skip in her step she took off towards the lake. For her the lake seemed like the perfect place to enjoy this perfect day plus there was enough room and few people so she could practice her sword skills.
Once there she started to activate her necklace but the scene just didn't didn't seem right for practice so she sat down on the grass and just enjoyed the gentle sounds around her. When she closed her eyes she could picture the waves gently lapping on the shore, the wind blowing through the leaves and that little splash was a mermaid playing. With a sigh she smiled and rested her chin on her knee completely content.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 3:26 pm
 Flint squinted into the sun as he strained his eyes to see the mermaids playing. He was absolutely determined to finish drawing them today. They enjoyed teasing him, and splashing him here and there, but they were always fascinated with the work he drew of them. That only fueled him more. Unlike the students, Flint didn't mind being around the mermaids, and they seemed to tolerate him okay. They couldn't communicate, but Flint didn't mind. He was rubbish at conversation anyway.
He enjoyed his time, spent up in his head, creating stories, new ideas for costumes, or just plain pretending he was anywhere but where he was.
He continued sketching the mermaids as they'd come up to him, quietly, almost like tigers on a hunt. They'd peak at his piece, and then dive back into the water. It was...frustrating to Flint. Getting a good pose reference was hard when they just kept swimming away.
When he became too frustrated to continue for the day, he snapped his drawing book closed, and stood up on the damp rock he had been sitting on. His bones protested the movement, as they had been still for so long, but he managed to get his bearings and toddle off the rocks.
He spotted a girl, sitting beside the lake with her eyes closed. Flint suddenly felt nervous. He fiddled with the drawing book in hand, looking about to see if there was a way he could avoid interaction. However, if he walked by, she'd surely notice.
Giving up, he trudged up to her, feeling his heart lurching away each step he took. "H-hello. Nice day, yes?" he nervously stated.
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Charmaine Kitteridge Crew
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 12:39 pm
Siiana had been so wrapped up in her mental picture that he could have walked right by her but at the sound of a voice she started. She looked up at him and used her left hand to shield from the sun she smiled. "That it is. Would you care to sit with me and enjoy it?" She patted a spot of grass next to her.
She didn't mind sharing such a beautiful day with someone, that was if he choose to sit with her instead of heading back inside.Still smiling she looked the boy over. He seemed a bit shy, that was okay with her, and he carried a book with him. The book looked oddly familiar and yet different at the same time and she took a moment to ponder before it came to her. Marc had something similar that he used for drawing, maybe this boy was also an artist. Knowing how secretive most artists were so she decided not to say anything.
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