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✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Jan 1, 2020 13:34:39 GMT -5
Sunrise. Most people would (and have) tell him that that isn't a colour, but he argues that he had painted enough sunrises to say it is. xD But, if he was coerced into picking a single colour, he'd probably say green. Seth didn't go to his apartment — he went to Morgan's. His friend was out (unsurprising; Morgan was hardly ever stationary), but Seth made himself at home anyway. He used his friend's guest shower (Morgan's suit of rooms at the House were even bigger than Anya's), and dressed in the clothes he had left in the guest room for just this kind of situation. Seth didn't live in the House anymore, but he had crashed here, in these rooms with Morgan, enough times that it was almost a second home. Once he was ready, he returned to Anya's rooms and made himself comfortable on her couch. He pulled out his sketchbook and a pencil and set to sketching the outline of the image that had been in his head all day.
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Jan 1, 2020 15:03:56 GMT -5
(I understand where he's coming from, but sunrise is a hard color to find in a dress. XD So green it is. XD
I also like how he just assumes he's welcomed to enter her home whenever he wants without the need of permission. XD)
All in all, it took about thirty minutes for Anya to get ready. Since she was just joining Seth's family for dinner, she wasn't going all out, but the woman did want to appear nicer than she did on a normal basis. So, she dressed in a good light blue tunic, brown leggings, and pulled on a light leather vest that showed the signs of wear. Old as it might have been, she only wore it when she wasn't working, so while it may have been worn, it was still in good condition. The longest part of it all was brushing out her tangled mess she called hair and braiding it into a simple braid over one shoulder. If she had the time and patience, she might have tried to straighten it, but that was a whole process she wasn't keen on doing at the moment. Once done, she entered her bedroom to find her good pair of boots, ones she never used for work or training. Finally ready, she walked out into the living room to find Seth already there, sketching away and clearly waiting on her.
"I'm not used to seeing you sit still," Anya teased, walking over to where he sat. She didn't try to peek at his drawing, although she was more than curious to see what it was.
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Heterosexual
✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Jan 1, 2020 15:32:33 GMT -5
Oooh, when will Anya be wearing a dress?? 😀
He does that with everyone. xD And people like Anya and Morgan and his family are welcome to do it to him. ;) Seth heard Anya enter the room, but he didn't turn away from his sketch. Her words made him smile. "Yes, well, until recently it was a rare commodity. Now, I spend most of my evenings sitting still." His pencil finally stilled and he turned his head to look at her. His gaze met hers briefly, then drifted downward, taking her in inch by inch all the way down to her boots. "You clean up nice," he told her. It wasn't the first compliment that came to mind, but it was the one he chose. He wasn't sure how she would react to the other one.
He twisted, putting his feet (which had been stretched out along the length of the couch) back on the floor and dropped his sketchbook on the low table in front of him. The drawing was still in it's very early workings, the pencil marks lightly drawn and hard to see in places. He would go over them again with a bit more solidity once he was satisfied with how he wanted it. Regardless, it was still fairly easy to see it was going to be a dragon in flight.
"You can look, if you want," he said, hiding a smile. He could sense her curiosity, and her complete avoidance of the drawing was obvious. He appreciated that she didn't just assume she was allowed to look, though she was probably the only person who could without earning his ire. "It's not much to look at now, though."
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Jan 1, 2020 16:53:36 GMT -5
(The Harvest Festival in her town. I figured since it might be the only time dressing up nice would be acceptable, then why not go all out? Or, at least, all out in a very simple style.
Lol, I think she'd be wary of doing that for the first few times. XD)
"The same could be said to you," Anya returned without much thought. Parker and her had a similar banter they used, so the actual compliment portion of it was lost to her. "I hope I didn't take longer than I thought I did. You haven't been waiting long, have you?"
She wasn't sure how long it usually took him to draw something, but seeing as the sketch was faint and unfinished by a long shot, she assumed he hadn't been working on it long. Still, she wanted to be sure. At his invitation, Anya reached for the sketchbook and picked it up to study the drawing while he answered.
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Jan 2, 2020 19:49:14 GMT -5
Anya nodded and handed the book back to him. She almost told him he could just leave it here as well, but figured that wouldn't be wise. He had mentioned how he didn't like leaving his sketchbooks lying about just anywhere. Even if he didn't mind her looking at his drawings, that didn't mean he would like to just leave it in her possession. Not to mention, how would he work on it if he left it here? "Will we be flying or walking?" Anya asked. A few minutes ago, she had felt Corrik as he made it closer to the city. Their minds linked once more, she knew he was hanging around with Stel, not yet made his way to the Dragon stables. If he wanted to fly to his mother's house, then he would come pick them up. If not, she had no doubt they would be waiting for them there.
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Jan 4, 2020 16:43:56 GMT -5
(Either that or have Arianna show up again. )
"No, I do not enjoy stopping my heat and having my life flash before my eyes on a regular basis," Anya informed him, but her smile never left her face. "But they're not enough to run me off completely. When you're not pulling stunts, you're very pleasant to be around."
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