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IF Atlas has been paying attention, which he was not, he would have spoken to how art was more than just paintings and drawings - had anyone mentioned printmaking? Again, he was sort of hardcore not paying attention at the moment - and also a big deal on iconography and life imitating art while art also imitated life and how liiiiiiiiike science fiction iconography actually predicted the future sometimes ... but ... alas.
He was here arguing with his brother over what constituted as too long in the loo.
"You're just impatient," he huffed at the black cauldron sitting beside him. "I was in and out!" After about...5 minutes of messing with his hair because some random lady who called herself his Herbology professor and aunt had ruffled it earlier and ruined his whole vibe.
Tic-Tac-Toe it was then. Moving his O into the center space, Atlas glanced up and over at the professor before darting his eyes right back down to the parchment to add a little doodle or two of his own. "...remember that thing I've been working on?" The thing with the left overs from the fireworks display and some things from dad's office. "...I got a prototype in my bag..."
Atlas straightened only when he saw movement out of the corners (well...not really corners but more like the rim along his eyelids) and saw that the professor had randomly decided to start walking around - WHY DID THEY HAVE TO DO THAT?! - and was siding with Aries for the victory. Uh...hurtful, professor. Atlas' posture straightened and was bummed that his wall of school supplies had apparently not been good enough...but there were other possibilities. It was all just a big elaborate real life puzzle, after all! Challenge accepted, Professor Holden.
Pretending to take notes (also known as stream of conscious line drawing) Atlas trained his eyes ahead as the portraits of some of the more well known members of the Black family were revealed...interesting choices, told Atlas a thing or two about the professor also, considering of ALL the portraits out there of these members of the family...these were picked.. They looked powerful and blushworthy, which was a pretty biased view considering how absolutely sinister one in particular of these people was. Seemed kind of cruel to show her so...lovely-like. But also...
...uh...right.
"Are you a fan of the Black Family then, professor?" he found himself asking, engaging was also a good way to pull suspicions off yourself when you may or may not be up to something. "Since you've selected portraits of all of them in their prime and looking influential and all that, which is arguably a traditional high society pureblood perspective. As opposed to Azkaban posters, I mean."
Though it was nice to see Sirius Black as an adult looking nice...all things considered. Sirius-ly nice.
But...anyway...there was a tic-tac-toe game to be won and it was more interesting than looking at portraits of dead people. At least in his opinion. And especially since the professor was rooting for him to lose. Plus...all he could think about now was the small item nestled in his bag and if Aries wanted to give it a whirl. It did have legs and could walk on it's own before the timer went off and...so did it.
"...so...sirius-ly...you wanna?"
More line drawing was in process too, by the way. Always fun to color in the overlapping lines later and see what shapes could be formed. But he soon got bored of that and drew a black dog - which was on topic, so to speak.
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