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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Jul 10, 2008 13:18:50 GMT -5
Dare was set up in the Entrance Hall, his art box open to his left as he sat back against the wall. He had a stick of charcoal in his left hand, scratching against the sketchbook propped open against his thighs, working on another perspective. He'd been doing portraits almost exclusively, so the change was interesting. His gaze flickered between the paper and the wide, open space as he worked, taking in details, then imprinting them to the page.
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Post by Larten Stopel on Jul 10, 2008 13:23:00 GMT -5
Larten was walking up and down the halls ...Bored . He made his way out side of the great wall and into the entrance hall . He had his hands behind his head and was layed back today . He saw a boy sitting on the ground looking at a wall . " What in the bloody hell are you doing " he asked .
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Jul 10, 2008 13:36:05 GMT -5
Dare looked up from his drawing at the harsh tone of voice, his brows knitting into a defensive frown. "I'm drawing," he said. "It's a free school." He went back to what he was doing, blowing the guy off, thought he wasn't entirely certain it would be that easy.
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Post by Larten Stopel on Jul 10, 2008 13:40:45 GMT -5
Larten sighed " O....Can I see " he asked putting his hands down . He wanted to be nice . He wanted to get friends .
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Jul 10, 2008 13:47:52 GMT -5
Dare looked up skeptically at the guy's sudden change in attitude. "Go for it," he said, leaning back out of the way so the guy could see. It was a perspective of the hall, including the hourglasses, all in smudged blacks and grays. Here and there, the shape of some artistically blurred person appeared on the floor.
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Post by Larten Stopel on Jul 10, 2008 13:49:39 GMT -5
Larten's eyes widened . He thought he was just looking at a wall . " Its beutiful " he said . He leaned back out and looked at the great hall . " Wow ..." he said .
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Jul 10, 2008 14:02:42 GMT -5
"Thanks," Dare said, leaving it at that. He'd been working on it long enough that he figured it was coming along pretty well. He looked up at the guy curiously. "You into art?" he asked, though what he really wondered was why the guy had come over.
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Post by Larten Stopel on Jul 10, 2008 14:08:10 GMT -5
Larten asked himself the same question . He had intrest in it when he was younger ..." Sorda of ....Im not that very good . " he said shrugging . He acutaully was pretty horrible . He couldent draw a straight line let alone draw the great hall . " But your great..." he said looking at him with a smile .
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Jul 10, 2008 14:20:53 GMT -5
"Yeah, thanks," Dare said dryly. He looked up at the guy a moment, still hovering over his shoulder, then turned his gaze back to his drawing. "Do you mind? You're kind of in my light." He didn't know whether he wanted the guy to take off, or sit down and assuage his morbid curiosity.
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Post by Larten Stopel on Jul 10, 2008 14:24:53 GMT -5
Larten quickly moved out of his light and sat down beside him to look at him paint . " Sorry " he said a little while later . " How do you paint this good " he asked .
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Jul 10, 2008 14:28:42 GMT -5
Dare threw a glance aside at the guy. "Actually, it's drawing. Paint is expensive, so I stick with what I can afford." Which, at the moment, was occasional refills for his paper, ink, and charcoal supplies. Dare's hand resumed its path across the page, adding a streak here or a smudge there for detail even as he spoke. "Practice, he said at last, answering the guy's question. "I've been drawing for years."
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Post by Larten Stopel on Jul 10, 2008 14:31:49 GMT -5
Larten sighed and leaned up against the wall " Cool " . It was cool to have a guy friend...Really he had only had girl friends since he had come to the school .
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Jul 10, 2008 14:35:23 GMT -5
Dare glanced aside at the guy again. "A man of few words, hm?" he asked. Dare began to sketch detail into the gems littering the insides of the hourglasses, a challenge, since he wasn't working in color.
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Post by Larten Stopel on Jul 10, 2008 14:42:06 GMT -5
Larten laughed lightly " You can say that..."he said . He sighed and streched . " Your not that very talkitive ethier ....My name is Larten . " he said with a smile .
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Jul 10, 2008 14:56:25 GMT -5
Dare looked up from his drawing, letting it go for the moment. "Call me Dare," he said. He looked curiously at Larten again. He'd been expecting to get a hard time, considering the guy's greeting, if you could call it that, but he'd been nothing but friendly otherwise, so he figured he may as well let it go. "I don't see any reason to fill the air if I don't have something to say," he said in response to Larten's observation.
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