ext_354600 ([identity profile] artistseyes.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2008-09-10 10:34 pm
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Girl, paper, pencils

Girl, pad of high-quality drawing paper, and collection of pencils and charcoals inna bar. April's sitting cross-legged in a comfy chair by the fire with one of the bar chairs in front of her and her art supplies scattered within reach. There's a posterboard propped up nearby:

Free Portraits!
Pencil or Charcoal only
See April Cornwell for Details


Feel free to hit her up for a quick portrait. She might draw you anyway if you get anywhere within eye-shot.
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takiena_called: (concentrate on the task at hand)

[personal profile] takiena_called 2008-09-11 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
There's another person with a sketchpad near the fire, though he seems quite intent on doodling something that's not in front of him at all.

Eventually he'll look up, probably.

[OOC: yo, Lisse-ling. You okay with possible slowtiming soon? Otherwise I can delete this. >.>]

[identity profile] awaroutthere.livejournal.com 2008-09-11 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
There's a guy about her (apparent) age in eye-shot, at a table, working on something.
Cosmo's glad he thought to bring his homework here. He hadn't realised this problem set was going to be this much of a bitch, and the extra time's definitely helping.
(He hasn't noticed April yet. When he does, there will be a moment or five of 'WTF PRETTY GIRL.')

(OOC: Not sure how much longer I'm up tonight, but... that is why the Tubes gave us slowtime!)
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[personal profile] aeons_crackshot 2008-09-12 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Free portriats? Am I right in guessing that you're April Cornwell?"

[identity profile] iamhismummy.livejournal.com 2008-09-12 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
A small boy in a gasmask is watching her from nearby.

"Are you my mummy?"

[identity profile] artistseyes.livejournal.com 2008-09-12 07:34 pm (UTC)(link)
April looks up and smiles, very friendly, if concerned. "Oh... no, sweetie, I'm not. Are you lost?"

April likes kids.

This will not end well.

[identity profile] iamhismummy.livejournal.com 2008-09-12 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have to find my mummy", he informs her.
Edited 2008-09-12 19:36 (UTC)

[identity profile] artistseyes.livejournal.com 2008-09-12 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
April puts aside her paper and pencils and walks over to him. "Weeeeell... why don't we go look for your mummy, okay?" She offers her hand. "Do you know what your mummy looks like?"

[identity profile] iamhismummy.livejournal.com 2008-09-12 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
The small hand that closes on hers is cold, the grip unnaturally strong.

"I need to find my mummy."

[identity profile] artistseyes.livejournal.com 2008-09-12 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
It's a bit startling, that hand, that grip, but... April's used to weird things in Milliways.

So she smiles. "Alright. Let's find her, then."

[identity profile] iamhismummy.livejournal.com 2008-09-12 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
The Child looks up at her in a way that would be trusting in a normal boy. From those eyes, it may be a little unsettling.

He takes a step in a random direction.

[identity profile] artistseyes.livejournal.com 2008-09-12 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
April will follow. April will let him lead her around for a bit, though she's not feeling well, and she won't notice the scar appearing on the back of her hand.

And before too long, she'll stop, and choke, falling to her knees, and the gas mask will force its way out of her mouth.

And then she'll sit. And wait.

[identity profile] iamhismummy.livejournal.com 2008-09-12 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
The Child will have left her by then. But the time will come they'll see each other again.
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