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*watches her walk towards him, then away again, then towards him again... smiles* eh not too much. just playin some guitar, its what i do when i'm anxious or just have a lot on my mind. *glances over at unwellangel, she seemed a bit tormented and he felt kinda bad for keeping to himself instead of just sayin hi... o well, no need to be silly about it*

*turns back to crazygirl* so do u like music? whats your name?

hi

Okay i claim you..... ^-^ (You said claim me)

.....your not goin for it are ya?....fine........*gets out a cd player and listens to some music*.....your lose....

*puts his guitar down in its case and gets up. he walks over to the (semi-mysterious at this point) girl with the sketch book, making sure to not try and peek at whatever she is drawing. He smiles at her and looks her in the eyes, something about them drew him in a little bit and his smile deepend*

hey, my name is Andrew. I couldn't help but notice that you were listening to me play... what's your name?

*is taken aback for a second as he looks at the sketch that she made. He thought about his guitar and realized that each delicate detail and form was beautifully rendered... he looked back at her*wow, that's really cool. Anyway, its nice to meet you, robyn. I wish I could draw like that... you make it seem so effortless. can i see some of your other stuff? *takes another look at the sketch and almost without regard to what he willed them to do, his eyes wandered back up to meet hers, smiling, something about them...*

*takes the book and looks at it intently... he always felt looking at (or seeing or listening to) someone's artwork was such a beautiful window into that person's soul, and this was no exception. the sketches seemed to be just sketches, yet there was a quality about them that drew him in.. he flipped through the angels and demons and all the normal stuff that he's seen before, but stopped at the latest one... *

hey... so you gonna tell me what you were goin for on this one or just make me wait till u finish it?? sweatdrop

*smiles a little and taken back slightly seeing how emotional she was getting...* hmmm, well that's cool... promise me u'll show me when your done? I promise not to laugh whee

* he stands there for another moment or two, not really sure what to say. he felt bad for embaraccing her, maybe he should just go back to his guitar... he went over, grabbed the gutiar and brought it over, sitting down much closer this time, but careful to position himself so that she could have her privacy with the sketches if she wanted... begins to play a simple melody*