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 Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2018 1:48 pm
A craft station. How....fun.
Liv wasn't too keen on crafts. She may be fashionable and knew how to compliment colors but sticking a few pieces of paper together to make something else, with a bit of her imagination was beyond her. What she had made didn't look like a dinosaur, but honestly if that's what the kids thought, then she wasn't going to argue it. Even if it felt wrong. Lilly had taught her that arguing with a fleshling got them nowhere.
Speaking of Lilly…
Liv’s ears twitched as she noticed the girl wandering up to her station. ”Long time no see,” she nodded towards the fleshling with a strained smile. Their tutoring session was a bit productive but not as much as she liked. But..she had to admit, for not being a slaugh, Lilly wasn’t the most annoying brat.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2018 1:13 pm
Lilly had immediately spotted one of her tutors. But, when she had gotten closer after making a beeline to the senior’s station, she had noticed something.
There were dinosaurs all over the table. Her eyes widened and she ran the rest of the way, mouth wide. ”D-Dinosaurs, Ms. Liv!” she squeaked in her raspy voice, eyes going up to Liv’s. ”Can I make one? Pleaasse? I love dinosaurs so, so much!” she told her with a happy whisper.
She moved in closer, eyes taking in all the different papered dinosaur arts. ”Birkita helped me figure out what I want to be when I’m older,” she told the lady with enthusiasm.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2018 7:57 pm
The smile on Liv’s face was quickly threatening to fall. She forgot how dense sounding the brat could be.
”What else would they be?” Liv’s lips twitched at the strain. She couldn’t give up the façade though. There were others in the room. Honestly though, these definitely looked like dinosaurs. Even if she couldn’t put them together…the right way. At least the kids wouldn’t notice the difference. Or so she hoped. At least Lilly didn’t notice the difference and she was the reason why she wanted to take this station.
”Go ahead,” Liv pushed forward the directions. Lilly could read right? ”Just follow that.” Although, honestly, she followed those directions and hers turned out like crap. She couldn’t summon the amount of energy to care about the other brat’s projects. As long as their projects didn’t look better than hers.
Oh no. Liv’s eyebrow perked. Someone else had helped her choose what she wanted to be?! She couldn’t trust that. Lilly was just so…influenced. ”What do you want to be?” Maybe she could convince her otherwise. Save her from a world of hurt. Wait. Why did she even care?!
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2018 4:11 pm
Lilly immediately got to work, eyes bright, mouth in a wide smile. She wanted to make the best dinosaur ever! Eyes squinting at the instructions every now and again, she got to work on… well, on something. It certainly didn’t look like a dinosaur yet but Lilly was pretty happy with how it was coming along.
Liv’s question had her eyes pulled away from the paper art, a proud look coming onto her face. ”I want to work at a museum!” she chirped in her rasp, quite happy with her decision. ”Isn’t Bir so smart? I wouldn’t have thought about it before!” she told her as she began gluing on… a leg? A tail? A neck? Lilly began to hum lightly, sticking spikes down the lump of it’s main body.
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2018 10:32 pm
Lilly was hopeless without her. Liv stared, concerned at how the dinosaur was turning out. Did the girl not realize that the directions were right in front of her? The edge's of the senior's lips tipped down in a frown and edged the replica forward. How had the freshling survived up until this point?
"A museum?" Oh sweetheart, that really shouldn't be a dream occupation. Her brows drew inwards. She didn't want to break her heart and let her know that most people who worked at any museum were just volunteers. Liv tried to smile and nod. "That's nice." Hopefully she'd change her mind when she was older.
Hopefully. But Lilly was going to go down a bad path if she kept on listening to this "Bir". Why hadn't she heard this name before?
A smile befell Liv's lips but i was obvious that it was strained. "Oh? Who are they?" she reached over to adjust one of the spikes to match the replica more. "You've never mentioned them before. A friend of yours?"
WC: 178
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