Cherubplay

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"I have gloves on, it doesn't really matter."

2015-11-01 08:02:05

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"Do you realize how badly watercolor paints can stain clothes?"

2015-11-01 08:02:45

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"No, I've never tried to."

2015-11-01 08:03:08

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"Don't. That's how my favorite white hoodie became pink."

2015-11-01 08:03:31

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"That's unfortunate."

2015-11-01 08:04:08

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"It's my job. Speaking of which." He turned his head into the room. "Ivory did you really need to paint my hair /blue/ without adding white into it?" He called to her.

"Yes." She called back.

2015-11-01 08:06:58

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"Congratulations, a little more and you'll be Spyders." That other angel kept staring at me. "....are you /wood/?" "Brilliant observation, Sherlock. Now shut up about it." "But you shouldn't be able to be moving, without muscles you can't control your joints or so much as stay upright, and that's not even getting into the problem of how you're /talking/, with no lungs to send air through equally nonexistent vocal chords and create the soundwaves necessary for speech, even if you did have a tongue and lips to--" "...I said /shut up/...." I had my arms crossed tightly and my eyes closed. I was shaking a little. Would he cut it out already, I don't need any more reminding that I'm a complete freak of nature. I'm still trying to pretend I'm not.

2015-11-01 08:13:42

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Ivory turned her head finally. "/Kinsley!/ You can't ask people if they're made of wood!"

2015-11-01 08:15:33

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"But it's obvious, I was polite enough to ask and not just state it at least." Wait. /Kinsley/? "Oh, it's /you/," I said with an acid tone. "That explains why you won't stop talking."

2015-11-01 08:18:17

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"And obviously you don't ask about things that people are uncomfortable about. You don't see Seculus asking about my anxiety ever fifteen minutes, even if it's just to see if I'm not having a panic attack. I don't ask about your hearing aids as well, so, /please/ think before speaking things like that."

"Oh no Kinsley, you got her to rant again." Jackson frowned. "Please stop. You might break them again."

2015-11-01 08:21:00

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.....is she...defending me? And not yelling at me for telling him to shut up? "........oh........sorry..................okay, I'll stop." His face fell and he lowered his gaze to the ground, going silent. I /almost/ felt bad for him. I mean, he just got chewed out by everyone in the room. But mostly I was just glad he'd stopped. I untangled my arms with a clack and looked at the thing they were painting. It wasn't quite clear what it was yet. "What're you working on?"

2015-11-01 08:27:44

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"A mountain." Ivory answered.

"No, not that."

"We're not?" Ivory looked to Jackson.

"No it's YOU!" He quickly dipped a brush in paint and brushed it across her face, leaving a dark blue streak.

"WAIT NO-PFFFFFFTT" She sputtered the second the paint hit her lips. No. It did not taste good. At all.

2015-11-01 08:31:17

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"There's your new look. Just do your makeup like that all the time."

2015-11-01 08:34:52

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"The day I give up red lipstick is the day the world ends." She reached up and wiped the paint onto her sleeve.

"Aw, but it looks nicer this way~"

"How about you wear it then!" She reached over and smeared paint on his lips now.

2015-11-01 08:36:52

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"It suits you too. Maybe just a /little/ more green..."

2015-11-01 08:37:53

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Jackson paused and pulled out a handheld mirror from his pocket before he examined it. "Hey, you're right."

"No, more black instead."

"I am /not/ a goth!"

2015-11-01 08:38:58

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"Of course I'm right. Only put the black around your eyes."

2015-11-01 08:39:51

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"But that's Ivory's look, not mine."

"....He has a point."

"Just like your wings are."

2015-11-01 08:40:52

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"Then try around your nose, like a big bull's eye."

2015-11-01 08:43:02

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"That's what this is for!" He stuck out his tongue, where a diamond piercing resided in the center.

2015-11-01 08:44:28

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"But that isn't as /obvious/ a target."

2015-11-01 08:46:29

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"It is if you use it correctly." He giggled then went back to helping Ivory paint.

2015-11-01 08:47:08

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I rolled my eyes. Why did I come here again? To talk with Ivory? It wasn't like I had anything in /particular/ to talk about. I just wanted to see her again, since we were apparently friends. I need...some sort of excuse to stay, maybe. "...can I help?"

2015-11-01 08:51:58

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"Depends. How great of an artist are you?" Ivory asked.

"Can I paint on him instead?!"

2015-11-01 08:52:41

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"What would you say if I admitted I'd never tried before? No, you may /not/. I don't think I could wash it off."

2015-11-01 08:55:34