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TeafortheSoul · 08-26-2015, 08:01 AM

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Originally Posted by emjay

Greyson paused in his sketching a moment, somewhat more focused on adjusting the value in his shading than anything else, though he was well aware of his surroundings and present company. He’d admit that she was quite lovely and could add just what he was looking for in his composition.

“The art came first,” he nodded, glancing up at her over his sketchbook. “Is that surprising?” He often found people to be at least a little taken off guard, or perhaps that was his perception, as if the two were polar opposites. But he felt the two complemented each other nicely and knew of a couple other athletes who enjoyed artistic endeavors in their time off as well. Grinning a bit, he added, “Greyson.. though I’d guess you’d already know that?” At least that was what he figured, unless she was a casual fan who just recognized faces without the name. “No? But a fan of at least one then... And it’s nice to meet you, Aina.”

"Not surprising exactly, but its always nice to find out when a Quidditch player isn't just a dumb jock." Aina smiled so that there wasn't any sting in her words, her tone was more playful than anything else.

"Mhmm. I do. I follow Quidditch pretty religiously actually. I'm not a rabid fan but..." She shrugged one shoulder and trailed off. A fan, of the game. Of watching it anyway.

"No. I'm finishing my masters at the moment, eternal student it feels like." But she had a plan and she was sticking to it. And she enjoyed what she was doing anyway.

"Likewise. You know, you do a pretty good job of staying out of the tabloids, I've noticed. Is that because you like to go muggle every now and then?" Like right now for instance. There wasn't anything in sight, aside from a Quidditch Player and a Witch who happened to recognize him, which might suggest there was anything beyond the mundane world of London.

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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	lives in a hobbit hole \|\| Ern and Touz's Nuzzle \|\| roflysst \|\| looking at a seed packet Quote: Originally Posted by emjay Greyson paused in his sketching a moment, somewhat more focused on adjusting the value in his shading than anything else, though he was well aware of his surroundings and present company. He’d admit that she was quite lovely and could add just what he was looking for in his composition. “The art came first,” he nodded, glancing up at her over his sketchbook. “Is that surprising?” He often found people to be at least a little taken off guard, or perhaps that was his perception, as if the two were polar opposites. But he felt the two complemented each other nicely and knew of a couple other athletes who enjoyed artistic endeavors in their time off as well. Grinning a bit, he added, “Greyson.. though I’d guess you’d already know that?” At least that was what he figured, unless she was a casual fan who just recognized faces without the name. “No? But a fan of at least one then... And it’s nice to meet you, Aina.” "Not surprising exactly, but its always nice to find out when a Quidditch player isn't just a dumb jock." Aina smiled so that there wasn't any sting in her words, her tone was more playful than anything else. "Mhmm. I do. I follow Quidditch pretty religiously actually. I'm not a rabid fan but..." She shrugged one shoulder and trailed off. A fan, of the game. Of watching it anyway. "No. I'm finishing my masters at the moment, eternal student it feels like." But she had a plan and she was sticking to it. And she enjoyed what she was doing anyway. "Likewise. You know, you do a pretty good job of staying out of the tabloids, I've noticed. Is that because you like to go muggle every now and then?" Like right now for instance. There wasn't anything in sight, aside from a Quidditch Player and a Witch who happened to recognize him, which might suggest there was anything beyond the mundane world of London. __________________ 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