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TeafortheSoul · 08-15-2015, 12:32 PM

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Originally Posted by emjay

Greyson watched the birds with a chuckle as two of them got into some sort of squabble over a piece of food and he turned the page of his sketchpad to quickly lay out a new scene. He wasn't so sure that anything he had sketched so far was worthy of painting later, but he did enjoy the practice life studies lent to him. And there was still plenty of opportunity to find something. Perhaps he just needed a different perspective.

As he allowed his eyes to travel along the edge of the pond, Greyson got the distinct feeling of being watched. It certainly wasn't a feeling that he was unaccustomed to given his celebrity status among those familiar with his occupation, but he supposed he wasn't expecting it here. Though maybe it was just someone interested in what he was doing.

Looking up, he noticed a woman not far from where he was sat. Giving her a crooked sort of smile and acknowledging nod, he turned his attention slightly more towards her, mentally composing her with the surroundings. Much better than sketching squabbling ducks, though he did prefer the candid actions of real life.

Who wouldn't take a smile as an invitation? Especially when it came to attractive Quidditch players. And Martina would be jeaaaalous to hear she'd met Greyson Andres today. Ruby too, probably, if she wasn't too busy being emotional and whatever. Hmmm she'd need a selfie to really rub it in.

So Aina closed the distance and invited herself to sit down, though, not creepy close. She wasn't a stalker or anything.

"So is this just a hobby or a potential fallback career if you happen to get in a terrible collision?" Mmm? a WRONGski feint? Heh. She was good at amusing herself. Yes. Now from that, surely he'd figure she was no muggle, she knew who he was and what he did after all.

08-15-2015, 12:32 PM	#275 (permalink)
TeafortheSoul Formerly: Tegz Demiguise Join Date: May 2008 Location: Hobbiton Posts: 24,244 Hogwarts RPG Name: ??? Ravenclaw Hogwarts RPG Name: Ronnie Thurkell Gryffindor Seventh Year x12 x12	sorry this took forever! I'm laptop-less for a bit! lives in a hobbit hole \|\| Ern and Touz's Nuzzle \|\| roflysst \|\| looking at a seed packet Quote: Originally Posted by emjay Greyson watched the birds with a chuckle as two of them got into some sort of squabble over a piece of food and he turned the page of his sketchpad to quickly lay out a new scene. He wasn't so sure that anything he had sketched so far was worthy of painting later, but he did enjoy the practice life studies lent to him. And there was still plenty of opportunity to find something. Perhaps he just needed a different perspective. As he allowed his eyes to travel along the edge of the pond, Greyson got the distinct feeling of being watched. It certainly wasn't a feeling that he was unaccustomed to given his celebrity status among those familiar with his occupation, but he supposed he wasn't expecting it here. Though maybe it was just someone interested in what he was doing. Looking up, he noticed a woman not far from where he was sat. Giving her a crooked sort of smile and acknowledging nod, he turned his attention slightly more towards her, mentally composing her with the surroundings. Much better than sketching squabbling ducks, though he did prefer the candid actions of real life. Who wouldn't take a smile as an invitation? Especially when it came to attractive Quidditch players. And Martina would be jeaaaalous to hear she'd met Greyson Andres today. Ruby too, probably, if she wasn't too busy being emotional and whatever. Hmmm she'd need a selfie to really rub it in. So Aina closed the distance and invited herself to sit down, though, not creepy close. She wasn't a stalker or anything. "So is this just a hobby or a potential fallback career if you happen to get in a terrible collision?" Mmm? a WRONGski feint? Heh. She was good at amusing herself. Yes. Now from that, surely he'd figure she was no muggle, she knew who he was and what he did after all. __________________ love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you