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 Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 10:07 pm
"Yes here it is." She whipped it out from her pant leg and handed it to him. "There's been no fresh blood on it...so you won't have to clean it." She smiled, then yawned.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 6:17 am
DamianBaqer "It's not what the artist feels comforatable, it's what both the artist and the model, or in your case the... brush, feel comfortable with. Well let's just give it a try, He went to her left hip and placed his hand against her upper thigh to keep the paint from running down then he gently squeezed the tube squirting some up a bit higher. Keeping the one hand againster her he twisted back and set the tube of paint on a counter then twisted back. "How's that feel?" He watched the paint trickle down a bit before he started to wipe it up and down the side, covering just her hip bone.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 7:58 am
He paused looking up at her. "I..If you want..." He turned pink and went back to carefully pushing the paint over her hip. He swallowed hard and stood up. He grabbed a dark blue, paint splattered towel off the table and wiped his hands on it. "Ok now you have to push against the canvas. I can hold it up and then wrap it around you like a towel or you can just lay down against it, that might be easier..." He had a sort of this-isn't-going-to-work look on his face. I really think there was something that the artist wasn't telling me about how he did it. If she just lays on the canvas it's just going to be a blob. Ugh... how the hell did he do it?!?! I really wished he'd been in town longer so that I could have gotten more details on how he did... He chucked a bit thinking Maybe him and his wife were both painted and they did a bit of rolling around.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 8:08 am
Kisa had been thinking the same thing he was at the moment, the whole rolling around bit, but she said nothing. "Alright," she said, as she laid down against the canvas, "like this?".
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 8:11 am
NozomiWhiteWolf "Yes here it is." She whipped it out from her pant leg and handed it to him. "There's been no fresh blood on it...so you won't have to clean it." She smiled, then yawned. He nodded and took it back looking at it. His face went from blannk to a somewhat saddened expression. The knife had been a gift from Alex when they were 14. Alex had been hired on as an apprentice to a black smith and it was the first weapon he'd made. He pulled it from it's sheath and looked at the blade, it was somewhat crude but sharp and Eric did his best to always have it on him. He resheathed it and strapped it to his wrist for the time being.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 8:13 am
He nodded. "Yeah, looks good to me." Geez I need to relax, this is my futre wife and we're doin art, that's all it is. "What other colors did you want to do?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 8:15 am
Kisa looked up at him. "Hmm, how bout orange and yellow?" she suggested, kind of going with the whole fire theme. She smiled as she continued to lay on the canvas, waiting for him to instruct her to do something else.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 8:18 am
He nodded and picked out a brilliant yellow and then a medium oragne. "Let's try this, you just lay there and I'll just blob the paint randomly on you and then you and roll around?" He shrugged with a smile. "What do you think?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 8:23 am
"Sounds good to me," Kisa replied, smiling back at him, "who knows, perhaps it'll turn out better than that artist's work did...".
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 8:28 am
He laughed unscrewing the tops. "Perhaps!" He knelt over her careful not to step in the paint already on the canvas and dotted large blobs on various spots on her, mostly spots that he thought would touch the canvas. and ones where he was sure eh wouldn't have ANY reason to get slapped. He stopped after a few. "Maybe weshould pull your hair back..." he went to a drawer and pulled out a tie for her. He had a collection of his own since he had long hair. He took one out for himself and tied his back as well then knelt down handing the one to her.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 8:34 am
Kisa took the hair tie from him and tied up her hair. "Thats better," she said, smiling up at him. She touched one of the blob dots of paint with her finger and poked his nose, getting some orange paint on it, and put a line on his cheek, "There we go," she said, giggling alittle, "now we match.".
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 8:36 am
He laughed. "Hey I'm sure I'll get my turn eventually." He leaned down and blew a raspbery on her stomach geting a dot of paint on his other cheek in the process.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 8:40 am
Kisa laughed as he did that. "Hey! No fair!" she said, as she continued to laugh, "I hafta lay here and you get to pick on me!". She took a huge glob of the paint on her and put it all over his face, getting some of it in his hair. She laughed even harder as she looked at him.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 8:44 am
He frowned playfully. "Don't make me break out the other colors!" He grabbed a blue and flicked the cap off with one hand while he tickeld her with the other. He dotted the blue on her face in a few spots laughing. "YOU HAVE BLUE MEASLES!!!! We're going to have to rush you to the hospital!" He set the tube down and with the red paint on her side he ran a finger through it and drew a crooked first aid cross on his own forehead. He made his face as serious as he could "The doctor will see you now." He was doing his best to keep from bursting out laughing again as he looked at her, paint smeared all over his face and a red cross on hisforehead trying to look the part of a doctor.
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