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Post by Tsayani on Jan 9, 2009 18:27:00 GMT -5
Paint covered the front of her as she happily placed the brush against the canvas. Upon the canvas was a snowy scape. Sweat dripped from her brow and she quickly wiped it away sighing. "Don't mess it up," she muttered, stroking upward with the brush which now had brown paint on it. Each limb of the tree coming out thankfully well. Painting her signature on the inside of the tree she smiled. "No one will dare steal my art!" she laughed victoriously. "If they try I have proof! Well not that anyone would want to steal it. She placed the brush down smling widely at her work. "Not professional but good to me!" She again wiped the sweat from her brow. Looking at her paint covered self. "Oh wow I'm messy!" She giggled.
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Post by Aaron James Slader on Jan 9, 2009 18:32:03 GMT -5
Aaron stood there watching her paint and started laughing, he couldn't help himself she was so funny. " Well now that's not something you see every day." He long blonde hair covered his left eye as he smiled he wondered what she was thinking.
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Post by Tsayani on Jan 9, 2009 18:34:29 GMT -5
She turned around. "Where you here the whole time?" she said. Claws unsheathed naturally but she forced them back in, why was she so skittish all the time? "Why are you laughing?"
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Post by Aaron James Slader on Jan 9, 2009 18:40:56 GMT -5
" I've been here for a while yes, and i'm laughing because you look so funny." He tried to hold it in, but couldn't he looked into her eyes, and winked at her. " So what's your name?"
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Post by Tsayani on Jan 9, 2009 18:43:06 GMT -5
"Huh I guess I was just focused on what I was doing..." she murmured. "I get that a lot. Usually it has freak attached to it." She turned back to her painting for a moment touching it up. "I'm Tsayani and you are?" She turned around to face him yet again.
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Post by Aaron James Slader on Jan 9, 2009 18:49:12 GMT -5
" My name is Aaron, nice meeting you Tsayani. Why would anyone call you a freak, are you labeled a freak just because you express your emotions?" He sighed and shook his head. People are so rude these days, he looked at her and smiled.
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Post by Tsayani on Jan 9, 2009 18:53:41 GMT -5
"Nice to meet you too, no it's not because I express my emotions it's because I repress them," she sighed. "I don't much like comunicating with others. The only time I do express them is in here and I don't allow anyone except for a few others to see my art." She placed a finger on the painting...it was try. Quickly she threw a sheet over it so that it wouldn't fade in the sun light. "I wow I'm being so depressing." A smile spread across her light peach colored face. "Sorry..."
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Post by Aaron James Slader on Jan 9, 2009 19:03:03 GMT -5
He leaped up next to her in a single leap and smiled, " Can I see your artwork I promise I won't laugh." He reached from behind her to lift up the shee and then waited for her to say something or do something. He wondered what she was going to do slap him, punch him? He lifted it up and smiled, "Well what's it suppose to be?"
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Post by Tsayani on Jan 9, 2009 19:10:02 GMT -5
She backed up slightly, nothing much she could do to stop him from unveiling it. "Can't you tell?" she said, looking away shyly. Of course he couldn't! It was so horrid! "It is a snowy land scape with mountains in the backround and a forest...and there is my old town..." She pointed to the cozy little houses hidden in the trees, spoke puffing from the chimneys.
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Post by Aaron James Slader on Jan 9, 2009 19:21:59 GMT -5
He laughed and looked at her, " It's great I just wanted you to tell me what it was." He smiled and at all the other drawings she had done. " Your a great artist, and your pictures are great I've never seen anything like it before, well i mean like those famous artist I've seen them draw stuff as good as this."
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Post by Tsayani on Jan 9, 2009 19:26:24 GMT -5
No one had ever really said that to her..."Well thank you," she wasn't sure what else she could say. "Thank you very much." She bowed suddenly tears splashing onto the floor. "You're the only one I've heard say that in a long, long time..." She used her clean hand to wipe away the tears before she stood back up. She laughed a little continuing to try to stop the tears. Why was she crying? She didn't know...
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Post by Aaron James Slader on Jan 9, 2009 19:33:34 GMT -5
He walked up to her and hugged her " Well people would if you would let them see your paintings." He kissed her on the cheek softly and looked around, he had just kissed her. Had he ment to do it, he backed away softlyn and began to run out. " Look if you want to talk later we can here's where I live." He wrote down his adress and gave it to her. He ran out and then ran to his house.
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Post by Tsayani on Jan 9, 2009 19:40:47 GMT -5
Her hair stood out much like a cats' as she watched him leave the paper loosly fitted inbetween her pointer and middle finger. Her other hand ran across her cheek where his lips had been, it tingled slightly and her eyes narrowed to slits for a moment as her body began to change. "Oh no!" she gasped clasping her hand over her mouth she ran out the door and into the oposite direction. Not here! she gasped in her head. Not now! Before long she was out side though her body had changed, she was now a small black cat with a white crescent mark on he rchest. Her human cloths to one side. Fitting them into her mouth she drug them into some bushes. Oh this is just perfect you had to let your emotions get the better of you... she sighed in her head. She would turn back in a few hours hopefully sooner.
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Post by Aaron James Slader on Jan 9, 2009 19:50:05 GMT -5
Aaron ran down the street and up to his house maybe she would be here in an hour, he hoped she would come, but why would she want to come? He had kissed her and ran off, he shouldn't have done that. ' I'll call her later if she doesn't show in about an hour' he thought to himself.
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Post by Tsayani on Jan 9, 2009 19:58:10 GMT -5
Hours past before she finally turned back into a human again. Quickly she dressed herself. She would go to his house but it was so late! Oh daddy is going to be angry... she thought to herself. She looked back at the school, she 'd left her stuff inside...she'd have to get it tomorrow. "Maybe I'll call him...gah!" She suddenly realized smaking her head. "I didn't get his number. Uh...I'm an idiot..." Then the thought of her father crossed her mind again. "Got to get home!" She ran as quickly as possible to her house. When she stepped inside it was dark the lights off. "Daddy?"
"Where have you been missy?" A gruff voice sounded from the recliner.
"I was at school painting and-"
"Not another word!" He got up staggering slightly. "I don't want to hear about you're painting!" He bellowed raising his fists. She knew what was to come as his fist crashed into her cheek, the same one Aaron had kissed. The force of the hit snapping back her head, causing her to stagger back. Reaching for the door knob she turned it quickly. She had to get away he was upseat and she was pretty sure he was drunk. She should of never brought up painting! Falling she skinned her knee agains the rough sidewalk. She looked back her father wasn't giving chase, he probably went and crashed back onto the chair. Getting back up she ran down the sidewalk, she'd have to stay at a friends house that's all she could do right now...
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