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 Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 4:13 pm
"M-my art..? Its not good... only one person bought it out of pity...
You wouldn't like it..."
He looked down at his cup, fishing out another ice cube.
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 4:19 pm
She laughed at his akwardness beign that normally she was the akward one. "Well let me decide whether or not I like it," she smiled. Anyone who said their art was bad... was most likely really good.
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 4:37 pm
Sighing, he took out his book again.
He thumbed through the pages, looking for a picture worthy of showing.
"Really... they're not that good."
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 4:40 pm
With her nice Deathdealer reflexes she quickly took the book from the boys hand, flipping through the drawing's quickly before he could take it back. "Bloody hell these are good," she said in surprise, going through a page a second.
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 4:46 pm
He looked around for his book a good minute before realizing she had snatched it.
"How did you...?"
((I can imagine that scene...))
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 4:46 pm
Elke sauntered lazily into the dimly lit bar. She stumbled through the people on the dance floor, grateful to find a seat. She plopped on the leather seated chair, her boots hitting the floor with two claps.
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 4:50 pm
"It's called being a Deathdealer," she said with a smile, handing him back his book. "They're all beautiful. I'll buy any one of them. You pick." She took a sip of her drink, leaning back against the seat as he comprehended what had just happened.
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 4:52 pm
"Wha... Y-you will?!"
His jaw... literally drops.
"You... you really like it...?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 4:55 pm
"Ey," her Irish accent that was normally just barely audiable could easily be heard as she said that, but her voice quickly goes back to normal. "You're talented Sai."
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 5:00 pm
"Tha...thanks..."
He looked aside, fighting a blush.
First time I'm being treated so nicely since my father kicked me out...
Ah, and she's a girl...
"If you want I can do a portrait of you."
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 5:02 pm
She needed a change from the Warehouse. Sleeping in musty old blankets, and watching all of the blood rages go on about her had definitely made her interested in being anywhere else but there right now.
She sits down near a window, and casually takes in the crowd that was gathered in here tonight. They stunk of sulfur. Most probably demonic.
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 5:08 pm
"Oh?" she smiled. "That would be lovely if you wouldn't mind." She sat up straight and took another drink from her glass. She then ran her long slender fingers throw her short raven hair.
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 5:12 pm
I can't believe she's 510... That's just creepy.
He flipped toa new page, beginning to sketch, once again in that world of his; separate from everything else.
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 5:16 pm
Elke glanced over curiously at the girl who entered, watching her sit close by. She crossed her legs, changing her view to the dance floor where dancing never stopped. Go dance like a fool, girl.
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 5:21 pm
She watched him, but sat still so as to not mess him up. Her beautiful crystal eyes never moved from him.
'He probably thinks it's weird that I'm so old!' she thought, mentally laughing. 'Ah well. He's cute. But so young. It's a shame.'
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