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Lilly finished the drawing and inspected it. She put the end of her paint brush in her month and gave a toothy grin. She tore the page from the sketch book and laid it next to her and started the process over again. She looked back up and watched him interact with the other boy. He was more controlled now and that disappointed her a little but she ignored her own feelings as she started to sketch again. This time capturing the other boy as well.

He was far smaller than her model. But cute all the same. And in less than a minute another sketch was complete. She was on a roll and her self value has risen a few levels in the completion of two descent sketches in a row. She did not want to stretch her luck so she put her things in her bag and stood. Now she was clearly visible standing about thirty yards upstream of the boys. She had the brilliant idea to approach them and ask for the boy to become one of her model. He was perfect and maybe he would take the job. She approached silently and he was facing the other boy, his back to her. Lilly was able to get only two yards behind him before she said. "Excuse me?" She meant to get his attention without startling him, he was standing on the slippery wet rocks and a fall would be painful if not embarrassing

Traigéide grins, crossing his arms and rubbing his chin as if in deep thought, though his amused grin belies any such indication. He eyes Phisarious with an intense gaze, but before he can say whatever he had in mind, he heard a voice from behind him. Ah, this voice he also recognized and it was very not good. Oh, wait, visiting Lily to give a bit of inspiration... he just knew he had meant to do something important today! Traigéde pulled out a pair of shades and put them on his face. Then he held one long finger against his grinning lips, indicating Phisarious to keep his little secret. He half turned toward Lily finally, slipping both hands into his pockets. The green hair could be dyed, the black nails could be painted, even the blue tint to his skin wasn't terribly unusual in this day and age, but his lovely and observant little artist might become suspicious of glowing eyes and extra joints. Ah, but it was very tempting to call her by name and tell her all about himself. Surely she was more stable than poor Edgar... surely... maybe? Better not to risk it. "Is there something I can do for you, pretty lady?" Ah, he had forgotten... Phisarious did love all the attention on himself. It wasn't really all that unusual for someone who knew he was pretty to feel that way. It was terribly cute how he insinuated himself in the conversations of others.

Desina decided to phone Lee,he was always kinda helpful.
Engaged,Lees probably talking to Lilly or Leaya,Desina thought as the long slow beeps came through the other side of the line,like those sarcastic claps.Ooo,sarcastic claps,I need to right that down.

Sitting back on the grand piano, watching Desina dial the phone.
I put my fingars over the keys and begin to play one of the old tunes. Fur elise, I believe my old love called it. I always used the wrong notes. I played on the wrong side on the piano. The bass line would be high, and the melody low. I droped my ciggarette and burnt my hand. "Damn." I stomped it out before a fire could start. I set light to another one and blew a ring in the smoke and sat back up. I love watching my artists. Hopefully this one might be better than my last one.
I looked in the mirror and ajusted my hair again. I put the cigarette in my mouth and started writing on a pad of paper I took out of my pocket. Phone numbers. Wonder if anyones going to pick up, or do they not want to talk to her???

[[I tend to do that too]]

"I'm more worried about burning your carpet than my hand." I continued to write until I had ten lines of phone numbers on the sheet.
"Why do you need to talk to someone anyway?" I said putting the notepad down. "Why not just play a lovely tune and relax?" I play C, B, A, G and then laid backwards. "Give me your hat." I gestured to it and looked in the mirror again. It would suit me better I think... I pictured it on my head taking the cigarette and blowing smoke.
"Give a chimney a chance..." I began to sing, "Oh, give him a chan-ance."

Traigéide chuckles, nonplussed by the sudden tears. "I do not think any such thing, Phisarious. I know you are beautiful. So do you, so does everyone. I have surely told you so many, many times but I've not once before complimented this young lady. I promise, it does not diminish you in the least to share the limelight just a bit." He had come close to using Lily's name just then. He was in far too good a mood to concentrate on such tedious things as remembering he supposedly does not know the girl before him. He would have liked to dance again, but that would be ever so rude to his lovely companions. Well, he could not have that, not at all.

Lilly blushed slightly and held her well worn sketch pad tightly against her chest. "It's wonderful to meet you, my name is Lilly,” she nodded to the shorter boy then looked back to the enchanting unique perfect figure sanding within her reach. "I, Well Your Astounding.” she looked down and took a breath then looked back up at him. "I was hoping that I could use you as a model, I live in town and have never found anyone as unique or perfect. You will not be paid and I can't promise very much. All I can really promise is a free meal every time you model and that if I ever make it that you will be very well known." She looked back down at his feet and let the rest of her breath out. She eased her grip on the sketch book and smiled slightly. Surely this young man was very busy and had no time to stand around and be drawn by some mediocre artist not even out of high school.