oh. her cheeks warm in surprise, because the only flowers she has-- had are made of paper and ink, put away into her closet. not even hugo can have those for exhibit. they're special. precious. embarrassing. these aren't the last though, at least not for now. malkuth takes the flowers from him with care, then takes his hand with her free one. ]
Thank you, Sariel. Did you stop by the florists? Or did you find them in one of the parks? They're beautiful.
[ or did he venture further out, which she'll surely chide him for doing? ]
I found it in the parks. I go there to check on the ants.
[He does sometimes go further, but even he knows that poses its own risks.]
[He's glad she's glad, though, grasping her hand and swinging it a little - she's been down. Gifts make people happy. Anything to brighten the look on her face. It's so warm.]
Tomorrow is Rafayel's birthday, and I'd planned to go out with him on a sketch tour... but he's not around to surprise and I haven't really felt like doing art, either.
[ not really. yesod and her had spoken of it, she'd talked to hugo too, and takasugi as well... but the day is daunting and sariel's hand is warm, large and comforting, protecting hers as they swing. ]
... But I still want to do something, too, since he'd scold me for acting the way I have. [ scold in his own way, playful but serious. ] I just... thought maybe we could paint together, since I know you wanted to try it, and I can teach you a little bit on the side.
[ if he wants to. these flowers would be a perfect model, she thinks -- straightforward but rich in color, and put in a nice vase or cup they'd glow in the dim sunlight karteria's day to day offers. ]
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oh. her cheeks warm in surprise, because the only flowers she has-- had are made of paper and ink, put away into her closet. not even hugo can have those for exhibit. they're special. precious. embarrassing. these aren't the last though, at least not for now. malkuth takes the flowers from him with care, then takes his hand with her free one. ]
Thank you, Sariel. Did you stop by the florists? Or did you find them in one of the parks? They're beautiful.
[ or did he venture further out, which she'll surely chide him for doing? ]
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[He does sometimes go further, but even he knows that poses its own risks.]
[He's glad she's glad, though, grasping her hand and swinging it a little - she's been down. Gifts make people happy. Anything to brighten the look on her face. It's so warm.]
What do you want to do?
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[ not really. yesod and her had spoken of it, she'd talked to hugo too, and takasugi as well... but the day is daunting and sariel's hand is warm, large and comforting, protecting hers as they swing. ]
... But I still want to do something, too, since he'd scold me for acting the way I have. [ scold in his own way, playful but serious. ] I just... thought maybe we could paint together, since I know you wanted to try it, and I can teach you a little bit on the side.
[ if he wants to. these flowers would be a perfect model, she thinks -- straightforward but rich in color, and put in a nice vase or cup they'd glow in the dim sunlight karteria's day to day offers. ]