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PatInTheHat · 11-10-2014, 01:15 AM

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Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe

Ok, so it wasn't studying precisely, but Thornton didn't think anyone would much challenge him spread out on a study table with his astronomy books and his art supplies. If anyone questioned it, he would simply say it was independent astronomy study...

...that seemed to involve watercolors.

Squinting at the star chart he'd copied down in his notes, he lightly inked the constellation shapes onto the larger piece of paper. Tickling his nose with the edge of his quill, he considered the shapes, eyes darting back and forth between his reference and the paper. Biting his bottom lip, he set down the quill and picked up a pencil, sketching out the birds first on his reference page, not yet ready to commit the paints to paper.

There was only so many times one could get locked out of his own common room before he just decided to spend the day in there so that embarrassment couldn't happen again. Today was one of those days. Paris has on an outfit made for lounging and his uke on his back, looking for a place to play when he saw that first year painting.

"Whatcha doin'?" He tried not to be a shadow, standing beside the younger boy instead, light eyes running over the artwork with interest.

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PatInTheHat Chizpurfle Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: In The Clouds. Posts: 10,784 Hogwarts RPG Name: Maximiliano Delgado Sixth Year x6 x3	Browncoat l Extra Syrup l Kita's Strong Confident Other Half l Lemon Patch Quote: Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe Ok, so it wasn't studying precisely, but Thornton didn't think anyone would much challenge him spread out on a study table with his astronomy books and his art supplies. If anyone questioned it, he would simply say it was independent astronomy study... ...that seemed to involve watercolors. Squinting at the star chart he'd copied down in his notes, he lightly inked the constellation shapes onto the larger piece of paper. Tickling his nose with the edge of his quill, he considered the shapes, eyes darting back and forth between his reference and the paper. Biting his bottom lip, he set down the quill and picked up a pencil, sketching out the birds first on his reference page, not yet ready to commit the paints to paper. There was only so many times one could get locked out of his own common room before he just decided to spend the day in there so that embarrassment couldn't happen again. Today was one of those days. Paris has on an outfit made for lounging and his uke on his back, looking for a place to play when he saw that first year painting. "Whatcha doin'?" He tried not to be a shadow, standing beside the younger boy instead, light eyes running over the artwork with interest. __________________ ♥ I won't pass up on the danger ♥ I'd miss out on the fun ♥_____ ______________♥We'll live while we're young ♥ We'll chase down the sun ♥_________________________