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 Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 10:11 am
He laughed looking over her "You're a mess." He looked at the canvas that looked like kids had gotten ahold of some tubes of paint and then had a fight. "But the picture came out perfect." He looked back t her and kissed her bit more. "Why don't you go hop in my shower and I'll get this place cleaned up a bit?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 10:18 am
Kisa looked at the canvas, "I couldnt agree more," she said, kising him back. She smiled as she got up and went into his bathroom, leaving the door half open. She into the tub and started scrubbing herself up, the paint coloring the water as she wiped her body clean of any evidence of what went on in the other room.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 10:23 am
He grabbed the towel and wiped most of the paint off his hands then grabbed her dress taking it and laying it on the sink. He went out without saying a word and started to clean up the tubes of paint recapping them and tossing them into the drawer, he had a huge smile across his face That was fun, not how I thought it'd go but fun! He carefully lifted the canvas up and took it out on the balcony, he'd made a sort of drying rack and used some of the clips to hang it up to dry.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 10:28 am
Kisa climbed out of the tub and dried herself off, completely clean of the paint. She slipped on the dress and retied her hair up, not really bothering to comb it right now. She exited the bathroom and smiled at Konstantin, "When do i get to paint you?" she asked.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 10:31 am
He stopped in the middle of putting away the brushes. "Oh... um... I didn't know you really wanted to... let me check... " He went over to the drawers and slid open one pulling out another, slightly smaller canvas. "I have another canvas if you wanted to..." He still had paint all over him from before.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 10:34 am
Kisa smiled. "I only wanna do it if you're comfortable with it," she said, "and i cant promise you itll turn out as good as yours did...".
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 10:38 am
"I think it'd be fun..." He blushed though you couldn't see if from the paint. He looked at the paint still on him "I'd have to wash this off first, give you a clean brush and canvas y'know?" He handed her the canvas. "You spread it out where you want" He pointed to a few drawers on one side "All the paints are in there." He set the brushes on the counter and then went into the bathroom closing the door most of the way to where it was only open about an inch. He took off his robe and tossed it in the sink putting water on it to soak out some of the paint. Then he climbed into the shower and started to wash himself off.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 10:39 am
Fat Wombat 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. She yawned again and said, "Wanna head on back to the inn? I'm so tired...I could sleep for days." She said, midyawn.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 10:51 am
Kisa laid the canvas out where hers had been before. She opened the drawer and took out the paints, setting the brushes beside them. God, he wasnt even in the same room as her yet and she was already blushing, more so than when she was the one being painted. She put her hands to her cheeks as she waited for him.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 10:59 am
"Sure." He shoved his hands in his pockets and walked along looking up at the stars silently. I really hope this whole setting out wasn't a bad idea, I'm enjoying myself, but for how long. I miss the guys and Sira already...
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 11:01 am
He finished getting the paint off his skin, there was still some in his hair, but it was dry so he decided he'd get it later. He stepped out, dried off and wrapped a towel around his waist Best not to just walk out like HELLO KISA! He laughed a bit to himelf then got his robe out of the sink ringing it out, he left the bathroom "I'm just going to hang this out to dry. There's still paint all over it, but it's more exciting now!" He smiled to her as he went out to the balcony and tossed it over the edge to dry.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 11:11 am
Kisa laughed alittle as she watched him go out onto the balcony. "Alright, what colors do you want to do?" she asked, looking at all the tubes, "i didnt know there were so many colors...".
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 11:11 am
Fat Wombat "Sure." He shoved his hands in his pockets and walked along looking up at the stars silently. I really hope this whole setting out wasn't a bad idea, I'm enjoying myself, but for how long. I miss the guys and Sira already..."You're kinda quiet...you got somethin' on your mind?" She asked, putting her hands behind her head as she walked.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 11:14 am
He came back in. "I personally like greens and browns, contrasted with bright colors, like pinks and yellows, like flowers." He smiled. He stood just inside the door leading to the balcony in just the towel. He was decently built, though from the clothes he wore you normally couldn't tell, and he never let on that he liked to work out late at night. He was a bit on the pale side, but not sickly pale. There were only a few small scars here or there from when he'd tried out the warrior business at the request of his parents.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 11:15 am
He shrugged. "Just thinking, it was fun tonight, but it wasn't like the old times with the guys and Sira. Starting to feel a tad homesick I guess, but nothing I won't get over in a day or two I'm sure."
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