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 Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 5:25 pm
Steps grinned as he finally got a chance to sit down in the shade of a tree as Vega ran around in the flowers. The complex had a nice garden, and he'd managed to convince the tot that faeries hid in the dirt. It wasn't a bad idea, it got him some peace and quiet, even if it got the kid a little dirty. But dirty wasn't as bad as screaming.
Vega stuck his butt in the air as he rooted around underneath a bed of posies. "Is this one?" He called to his father, holding up a fat ccaterpillar. The critter only earned him a shrug, so he tossed it off to the side. "C'mere," he whined to the ground, "I just wan' some faerie dust." Even though nothing was really wrong tears were welling up in his eyes. He just wanted some shiny.
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 5:49 pm
Zack was no where to be seen, but one could assume he was with Devakanya because the unicorn girl was no where near Osha. The young boy had taken his sketckbook (Zack had gotten him a real sketch book when Devi showed up) and his colored pencils (which are much harder to use than crayons, but they come out a lot prettier) down to the gardens. There was always something to draw in the garden, it didn't have to be flowers! Now that spring had arrived and summer was well on its way, Osha discovered the joy of coloring butterflies...when they stayed still. He had trouble making the silly bugs stay still. He was currently trying to catch one, and a voice caught his ear. Huh. He didn't know that voice.
Curious, the boy tucked orange-red hair behind and ear and set his coloring things down, walking towards the talking flowers. Wait...was there someone in there? "...stuck?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 5:58 pm
"Eh?" Vega chimed, straightening up. When he saw the other's bright colors he flipped his hair back out of his eyes and quickly walked toward him. "Nope," he explained, "Just looking for faeries." He tried his best to brush the dirt off of his clothing, then rewound his scarf about his neck and held a hand out to the boy, "Vega, but sometimes daddy calls me Vegas." His voice was bubbly, more than usual, but whether it was because he liked this person's colors or just that he wasn't Ina wasn't clear.
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Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2007 6:16 pm
Well, if he wasn't stuck, he didn't need help. Osha was just about to ask him what he was doing when the boy quickly told him he was looking for faeries. ...what's a faerie? Too busy pondering this, he nearly missed what the boy was saying. He probably would have too, if he didn't catch the motion of him offering a hand out of the corner of his eye.
"Osha," he said. He blinked at the hand. What was he doing? Usually, greeting people he knew concerned of hugging and tackling. When he met Elisa, she gave this little curtsey thing. He wasn't exactly sure what to do at this point, so he just blinked. If this Vega -Vegas?- boy wanted him to do something with his hand, he'd say, right?
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 10:19 pm
He didn't seem bothered by the decline of the handshake, and instead switched to something that interested him even more. "Pretty hair Osha," he stated, getting close enough to stick a few fingers into it, "Can I have some?" It seemed that the boy didn't really have any sense of personal space. "Why you out here?" he tacked on, still fingering the other's hair.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 8:28 am
Pretty hair? Osha grinned, bobbing his head. "Very pretty," he agreed, fluffing his hair happily. He blinked, tipping his head as Vega came close and touched his hair. "Have it?" he parroted. Why would he want his hair? "I guess." He shrugged. "Just not too much. He liked his hair too, you know. He wanted to keep it.
Oh right! "Drawing," he nodded, careful not to disturb Vega as he played with his hair. That kinda felt cool. He sighed happily as he relaxed, temporarily forgetting about his mission to draw flowers. "You like drawing?" He was always willing to share his colors with the other kids.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 10:08 am
Vega was just about to pull out a lock of Osha's hair when he drew his attention to something else. "Drawing?" he asked, doing a little spin, "Wassat? I dance!" He shook his hips, imitating something he'd seen on TV.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 9:15 am
Dancing? What? Osha sighed as Vega stopped playing with his hair, but got over it soon enough. He watched Vega dance curiously, not entirely understanding what he was doing. Huh.
"Drawing," he repeated, pointing to his sketchbook. He trotted over and picked it up, grabbing his colored pencils as well. He flipped open to a random page, which happened to have some drawings of butterflies on it. "See? Drawing." He glanced at Vega. "You want to draw with me? I can share."
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 2:23 pm
Vega squinted at the drawings, which to him just looked like blobs, but decided to give it a try since the person asking him to was pretty. "Kay, but I want purple."
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 8:46 am
Osha nodded. "You can have purple," he agreed happily. Vega seemed like he had a lot of purple going on. He handed Vega the purple colored pencil and flipped to a blank page. He sat down in the dirt and motioned for the other boy to do the same. He pointed to the right side of the page. "You can color here. I'll color on the other side." He nodded, pulling out a green pencil to start sketching the flowers in front of them.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2007 5:59 pm
Unlike the colorful boy, Vega didn't have the slightest idea what to draw. Instead he scooted in close so that his hips touched the other's and watched carefully. "So.. I pick something and make a picture of it?" he asked, tappinng the pencil against his side of the paper a few times. What should he draw? Daddy maybe?
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 5:54 pm
Osha looked up. "Yep," he answered with a nod. Maybe Vega didn't know what to draw. "You could draw flowers, like me. Or butterfly. Or...clouds." He looked up, pointing out a bunny-shaped cloud with his pencil. Vega could draw anything he wanted, he just had to pick something good. "Or pretend," Osha added, returning to his flower sketch.
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 10:23 am
Vega gripped the pencil awkwardly, beginning to draw swirls on his paper. "I'm gonna draw Daddy," he told Osha, though he wasn't quite sure where among the the bright decorations his father would go. "An me a'course," he added, grinning as he doodled a rough stick of himself, occupying almost half the paper.
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2007 3:41 pm
"Good idea," Osha said, nodding. Drawing Daddies was kind of hard, but he didn't need to tell Vega that. It wasn't nice to tell people they couldn't do things, Zack said. (Not that Zack listened to his own advice, or anything.) "And then you can give it to him," Osha said, nodding. "Daddies like pictures. Good for fridges. Makes Daddies happy." He would know. He made all sorts of pictures for Zack and he always found places to put them. Like a real artist...or something like that.
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2007 3:50 pm
Vega scrunched his nose up, staring at the doodles on his page. It was smudged in some places from his fingers, but it was still too pretty for daddy. "Nuh-uh," he argued, scootching up a bit, "This is mine. He get his own." It didn't really look a whole lot like daddy, in fact it was a little more like a puppy. But puppies were cuter. "Maybe give it to Gavin," he admitted, having a bit of a soft spot for the other boy.
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