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Post by 2sexy4u on Feb 22, 2016 11:17:59 GMT -8
Ahhhhh a name. A Cheshire cat like grin spread across Sen's face. A small victory but a win nonetheless. And of course she wanted to see what he was scribbling. Of course, mot did though some could ignore the temptation. "Evans it is." He replied and chuckled as he spun the sketch book around for her to see what he'd created while making her angry. Sketchbook ScribbleHe did love designing things for people when asked but some women just kind of inspire him more than others, especially when they got so angry. It was a dangerous habit but he'd never been able to shake it, even in death. "I haven't quite decided on the colors just yet but feel free to let me know what you'd prefer. I myself think you'd look fabulously striking in a deep purple." |
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Post by eyeseverywhere on Feb 28, 2016 12:25:14 GMT -8
She stared for a long time at the sketch, expression unreadable. Iris didn't know what she was supposed to make of this. Was that supposed to be her? Was he joking again? Purposefully trying to upset her? Her mind went blank as she tried to process what she was seeing. It took a minute for her to get over the initial shock of the drawing. Her face then settled into a comfortable scowl. Her curiosity was sated and she was thoroughly dissatisfied. She of course expected nothing but irritation from her new found nuisance, but this was something completely unexpected. Not to mention absolutely unwanted.
"What is this...." She crinkled her nose and raised an eyebrow. "A costume? A pirate?" Everything about the design was a glaring eyesore for her. Fashion was never her realm of expertise, but she knew what she didn't like. And this. This was all of that and more. Fishnets? A mid drift? Open toed boots?! How was any of that even practical? When he started talking about colors, her eyes widened slightly in horror. God was there going to be more to this horrid thing?
"No." She sighed and shook her head. "No colors. None of whatever else you're thinking. Keep that thing to yourself." Forgetting completely about the pride of claiming her spot, Iris began to stand, picking up her book and her plate of half eaten food. She couldn't take any more of this. She was exhausted and irritated beyond repair.
"Don't bother me with this again." She frowned.
((occ: omg! Iris is so mean I'm sorry!!!! Dx ))
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Post by 2sexy4u on Mar 1, 2016 0:19:50 GMT -8
Her surprise was amusing and her reaction to his over the top outfit choice was doubly so. He'd caught her off guard. He got the feeling that wasn't something she was used to. Hm but there were certainly more civilized ways of turning it down. While he didn't mind being called names and treated badly having his creations so rudely handled that was a bit harder to overlook. Creative differences of opinion was one thing acting like he'd just handed her a pile of garbage was another. He slapped the sketch book shut with a definitive slap and shrugged as he grinned. "No worries, it was just a rough draft and easily scrapped. But next time a simple no would suffice, Evans." While he was still all smiles his amiable, teasing vibe was gone replaced with a frosty barrier. He would not be 'bothering' her anytime soon, if ever.
((//Wheezes// That went well hurk orz And no worries I dun mind one bit xDDDD ))
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