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[foretolds.livejournal.com]

Characters: Terezi and you!
Setting: Dormitory hallways
Format: Action to start, but I'll match!
Summary: Clearly the giant, plain white walls of the tower make the best canvas.
Warnings: Nope


[Terezi has made a horrible mess of the hallway. There's multicolored pieces of chalk strewn all over the floor, and smears of chalk covering her hands and clothes and... mouth? But Terezi is intent on the wall, which she's drawn a giant, lopsided dragon on in bright red chalk. She's standing on her tiptoes to add the top of its wing.

Underneath the dragon are smaller pictures: An orange, winged boy that is clearly Davesprite, a similar looking boy in red, most of the trolls in the tower in their corresponding blood colors, and a strange, monstrous thing surrounded by nooses.]

Comments

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

[ Castiel stands at a distance to watch the young troll create her masterpiece. It was... intriguing, at best; a blind girl managing to recreate figures with colours even. ]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Terezi doesn't turn around right away. She finishes her dragon, wipes the chalk off onto her pants, and then faces him with a grin.]

Are you admiring my masterpiece?

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

[ Tilts his head a little, still looking at the artwork. ]

It is not unpleasant to look at.

[fragilecatalyst.livejournal.com]

[While she's wary about getting too close, Ren has no problems standing off to the side to watch her continue drawing. She's never seen another person draw before. A part of her almost wants to join in too, but for now she'll just see. After all, she doesn't know this person.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[After she's done with her dragon she turns towards the other girl, tilting her head.]

It isn't polite to stare, you know!

[fragilecatalyst.livejournal.com]

It's not? Why?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

What the actual fuck are you doing?

[Guess who's standing pretty fucking far away and watching this? No way he's getting that shit on his jacket.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She glances over her shoulder with a grin.]

What does it look like?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

Besides making a mess of yourself?

[gentle-souldier.livejournal.com]

[Vivi stares at the red dragon with a bit of awe - he's never really played with chalk or had the time to draw. He doesn't even find the troll's appearance all that alarming - he ran into all sorts of strange people in Gaia after all.] D-Did you do all of that?

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Terezi turns towards him, tilting her head and shooting him a grin filled with far too many sharp teeth.]

Yes!

[It's pretty clear she's more interested in him than her drawings at the moment, though. He smells like licorice and blackberries and something crackling and powerful she can't quite place.]

What are you?

[gentle-souldier.livejournal.com]

[Jumps a bit at the sight of her teeth and swallows hard before answering her question with a squeak:] A-A mage??

[unexculpable]

[well, that's different. Huh, Ed recognizes a couple of the trolls in the drawing, too. He leans back against the wall opposite to Terezi, watching her draw]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[This time, Terezi doesn't turn around, just continues drawing. They aren't the greatest - a little lopsided and the parts don't connect perfectly, but hey, she's blind. She's drawing a cat in green chalk with two mouths, oddly enough.]

[unexculpable]

Why does that cat have two mouths?

[discipleo.livejournal.com]

[She crept up and is PEERING.] Oooh I've never seen that kind of paint before!

[And she's zeroed in on the little trolls pictures...and failing to decipher them a little but not going to insult your pictures Terezi :|]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Terezi turns, looking at the other troll like she's a bit slow.]

It's chalk.

[discipleo.livejournal.com]

...Chalk? I use paint, but I guess this works!

[...squinting at a green thing at the bottom. Is that her descendant or her lusus...]

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[Looks like there's an audience. She doesn't seem to have any intention of speaking up, but her staring appears fairly unabashed.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Terezi finishes her drawing and turns toward her.]

Who are you?

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[She jumps, as if she hadn't expected to be spotted. In hindsight, she should have, but old habits die hard, apparently.]

Um-- I'm-- Naminé. ...Who are you?

l-late ;;

[cancerousnubs.livejournal.com]

It's just not home until you vandalize a wall, is it?

[Karkat had noticed a few people standing around this section of the hall and came to investigate. He should've known. In fact he is not particularly surprised by any of this.]

never!

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She grins at him.]

Karkat, this is fine art! I am improving the hallway.

[knightofmind.livejournal.com]

[...What's with all these drawing? What?]

...Drawing on the walls? Really? [Looking at them }:|a]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She turns to grin at him.]

Really! Are you jealous?