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One excited blond stumbled from his limo with bags of crafts--- the male hadn't even started his project, that much was apparent. But it was clear that he was over-prepared and had a large variety of things that he either didn't need, or likely had no idea what it even was and simply picked it out because he thought it would be a wonderful addition to his "meadow".

After calling his goodbyes back to his driver, and very nearly tripping on the stairs that led up to the mansions front doors. The house staff, being ever used to Tamaki just popping in whenever he felt like it--- whether Kyouya was there or not --- were there with the doors open when he finally came to a halt halfway through the door. "Hello Everyone! How are you? Is Kyouya up yet? Is Shiny-san here as well?" It was clear he was looking forward to this day, even if was to work on class work rather then just hanging out.

The Ootori mansion was dim and cool inside, a tall structure blended of modern concrete blocks and Japanese decor. One of the maids came forward and curtseyed to the two teens.

"Master Kyouya is awake, and is in his room," she indicated, in a soft soprano voice. While it might have carried the same practiced neutrality expected of the Ootori family and of servants alike, there was something about it that indicated that the young master had been up for some time, much to his regret. "He's expecting you. Shall I bring you there?" Of course, Midori-san knew that Tamaki was familiar with the mansion, but since Shiny was new to the mansion, it was only appropriate to offer.

"bonne journée à vous aussi, mon Prince." Smiling in spite of herself, even before he had reassured her that he'd have plenty of time to finish the project. Then again, a meadow could be done with far less sculpting and messy gooey materials, so she reassured herself that it really wasn't as much of a stretch for him to finish in just a couple of days. Kyouya, on the other hand...

"Yes, we should hurry and see how he is doing." That he had already been awake for some time wasn't too alarming, since it was already the afternoon, but something in Midori's voice had a feeling of unease creeping along her back that was in no way reassured by the look of concern on Tamaki's face. "By all means, please, lead on."

Tamaki thanked Midori with his usual smile before walking further into Kyouya's room without any hesitation and setting his own things near the coffee table in which seemed to act as the crafting area of choice for their small artsy "study group" session. "Good Afternoon, Kyouya! Shiny-san and I have come to save the day!" The prince turned back the the hostess to help her with her things if she needed it before he would wandered around the coffee table to admire Kyouya's work. "Waaah..." The blond leaned over his friends impressive ecosystem diorama thus far. "You don't hold back, Kyouya." It was naturally said in complete appreciation.

He might have silently wished his friend wouldn't stress so much over their class work, but at the same time knew very well that telling him that was not an option and that was simply how the male worked. Not to say there wasn't ways to make it a little more tolerable for Kyouya, at the least; that was essentially the reason why Tamaki had suggested this group session between the three of them.

Okay, so maybe he also wanted an excuse(not that he ever needed one) to see his friends over the weekend.

Kyouya offered his best friend a small, possibly genuine smile of appreciation at the compliment. For him, it was one that struck a deep chord. "Thanks. It's been some work." It wasn't entirely one of his usual understatements, but there still might have been some soft concealment in it, as if it were not the only project on his plate at the moment. He slid the diorama aside to make more room for them at the table, rearranging paint pots and brushes so that the space was more evenly distributed.

It had been his tray that had passed the other two teens in the hallway on their way in. While Kyouya wasn't usually prone to taking lunch in his room, he'd chosen to do so today as an aid to focus. That the remainder of the mansion was empty aside from servants today made that choice less difficult. It had been a long but not leisurely meal, begun early but interrupted perpetually by his ongoing desire to complete details before they slipped his mind -- details that were just as fast to do as they would have been to write down.

"Heh. Thank you. The techniques were very helpful," he said lightly, though a bit of concern flicked into his eyes. "This looks wonderful, Shiny, but I just ate," he said, looking over the bento with mild apology. Still, he paused to take a bite or two of the sandwich in appreciation for her thoughtfulness, and picked at a few of the grapes and carrots, waiting while the other two ate as well. It gave him a moment to relax, and mentally step back from his work for now. "Thank you for the thought."

Unlike Shiny, he didn't seem surprised that Tamaki's work wasn't started. "Your father's been keeping you busy lately, ne?" he noted. It wasn't a question so much as an assumption, with a softly-sympathetic undertone. He was about to ask if Tamaki had done any planning for the project, but a glance at the art supplies he'd brought in answered that for him. The copious quantities indicated that if there had been forethought, it had been overshadowed by and I could also ...! "What kind of meadow are you planning to do? Prairie, alpine, coastal ... ?"

She noted Tamaki's fascination with the little carrot flowers with quiet satisfaction. It was something she'd only just started to try, having noticed how popular it was to display the contents of a bento in an artful and creative manner. "It's okay if you've already eaten. It's prosciutto, so it will keep a bit for when you're hungry later." Smiling brightly to both boys. Being together outside of classes and the host club was a bit of a thrill for the fallen star, who much preferred being around people instead of being alone.

"I was going to make my creatures today, and the beaver dam that's going up here." She pointed to the back end of her diorama, which was already painted to look like hills and a river, and had most of the trees and plants installed as well. "I still have a bunch of my florist's foam, if you want to use that for your base and put the clay over it? That way it will be much lighter and not as cumbersome to carry, and you won't have to wait so long for the clay to dry."