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fandomhigh2009-03-16 08:17 am
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Blank Page Art Club, Art Room, Monday (After Classes)
Katchoo, with Clocky dutifully hovering close by her feet, was slouched in a chair near the front of the room and half asleep when people started arriving.
That didn't last once Clocky rammed into her ankle and startled her awake with a loud yelp and an impressive burst of profanity.
"Yeah, so, art show. We were talking about doing this Art Crawl thing --" she did the little fistpump, she couldn't help it -- "in one of the buildings in the warehouse district. Everybody still up for it and all that jazz? If we're gonna do this we better get cracking with the planning."
She shrugged and glanced toward the tables where the supplies had been laid out. "Or, y'know, draw or whatever. Just for the love of God, no crayons."
. . . there were totally crayons on the tables anyway.
That didn't last once Clocky rammed into her ankle and startled her awake with a loud yelp and an impressive burst of profanity.
"Yeah, so, art show. We were talking about doing this Art Crawl thing --" she did the little fistpump, she couldn't help it -- "in one of the buildings in the warehouse district. Everybody still up for it and all that jazz? If we're gonna do this we better get cracking with the planning."
She shrugged and glanced toward the tables where the supplies had been laid out. "Or, y'know, draw or whatever. Just for the love of God, no crayons."
. . . there were totally crayons on the tables anyway.