Portrait booth.

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

[Rikka has hauled his paint-splattered easel and giant tacklebox out into the hallway and equipped it with a stack of thick 11x14" fawn colored paper. He typically loves painting abstractions and outer space, but after finding an entire box of old Rembrandt Van Rijn and Leonardo Da Vinci slides, he's decided he needs to work on his ability to draw people. He's placed a comfortable chair facing himself, and is sharpening a stick of conte crayon with a utility knife to a rather blunt point. There's a sign on the easel that says 'Free Portraits' in big, capital letters.]

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[shadowedxlight.livejournal.com]

Hey Rikka.

[Avani's leaning against the wall watching him work. Don't let her distract you too much XD]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he looks up when he hears his name, blinking*

Oh, Avani right? Hikari's older sister?

[shadowedxlight.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

[She pushes off the wall and looks at the sign on the easel]

Hikari showed me the picture you gave her a few months ago. You're good.

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

Oh... uh, thanks. I'm glad she likes it.

[shadowedxlight.livejournal.com]

Free portraits huh? I'm definitely interested.

[Needs a picture to put up on the wall in her and Elias' room anyway, to counter all her rock band posters, so why not?]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[taptaptap come her high heels on the floor]

You should paint me, paopao!

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

... 'm not painting. Just drawing.

*he's kneading his eraser now, not looking up*

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

Then draw me! Make sure I look pretty.

[she's coming over to your side to investigate what you're doing]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*there's nothing yet -- he's just getting his tools ready*

Kind of hard to draw you when you're looking over my shoulder.

[fromshadow]

[Hey look, someone looks curious.]

Portraits, huh.

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

Yup.

*he starts digging through his tacklebox for his erasers -- kneaded for shading and gum for carving*

[fromshadow]

I guess I'm interested.

[And his hair is tied back today, so you can have a nice view of those animal ears. It'll be nice practice!]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he nods, a bit shy with strangers... and most people*

Sit down and turn your body a bit... and slouch.

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

[There's a familiar giant lizard coming to investigate the tacklebox. Shredder wants to know why the fish box has no fish things in it.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*omg Shredder he sees him and is reaching down to pat his head*

Hey, little guy...

*he does so love animals*

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

[Shredder thinks pats are more interesting than the boring fish box and will... attempt to imitate a lap cat and crawl onto Rikka. Careful, he's pretty heavy. And large.

And those claws are strong and sharp enough to let him climb trees.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he will happily kneel on the ground and give Shredder a full body massage C: he'll be careful until his spikes lay down*

I don't have anything yummy for you, guy.

*... he kindasorta giggled at Shredder's tail swishing, much like when he was little*

[mizu-melody.livejournal.com]

[Here's Demyx, on his way to find something to do with his day. He stops when he sees the sign and comes over to investigate.] Ah... An artist?

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he looks up -- this sixteen year old might look very vaguely familiar, especially in those blue eyes*

Uh, yeah... pretty much.

[mizu-melody.livejournal.com]

[There is something but he can't figure out what it is. He's going to be staring into those eyes curiously, trying to work it out. It might seem a bit strange, all in all, the intense way he's looking at you as he thinks.]

Ah....

[Nope, he can't put his finger on why there's something a bit familiar about you. He doesn't think he's ever seen you before... He's pretty sure he would have remembered you if he had. He's still staring though.]

Well, I'm looking to find some things to hang on the wall of my new place, so if your seriously giving away free portraits, can I have one?

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he relaxes when he sees you want to be drawn, and gestures at the chair, running his fingers through his silver hair*

Sure. It'll take like... fifteen minutes. Just relax -- you don't have to be super still. I'm uh, Rikka by the way.

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

How's business going?

[how often do you see an older girl Riku wearing overalls covered in engine oil? there's only so many here, after all.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*more like there's only one of his Papa -- he doesn't care what gender you are*

... Papa!

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

Hey there, Rikka.

[be glad that oil is mostly dry stains by now, because he is giving you one heck of a hug.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he doesn't care -- he's just wearing black and they're art clothes, so you definitely have your son squished close; he'll rest his head on your shoulder*