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tushanshu_logs2014-03-05 08:56 pm
grigio) wrote in tushanshu_logs2014-03-05 08:56 pm
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closed log enter sappy name here
Characters: Julie and Joly (closed)
Date: 03/05
Location: The woods
Situation: Apparently a girl carrying archery equipment and a backpack with more patches than original fabric is fascinating. Who knew?
Warnings/Rating: Julie's a foul mouth. So...we'll go with PG. Being around a guy from the 1800's might get her to curb her tongue a bit.
Julie's days off were few and far between, entirely by choice. She liked working at Jacks shop. She liked being around Korra and the others and she really, really disliked being in her apartment by herself. Maybe she should look into getting a pet. Do they even sell pets around here?
She doubted it.
Anyway, it's her day off and she decided to pack a lunch of some of the leftovers she had (noodles, meat stuffed dumplings, a couple small cakes and some juice) and head to the woods with her sketch pad and her archer equipment. There was a quiver full of arrows she'd made herself, strapped to her back. There was a roll of what she guessed was burlap or really thick canvas, painted with red targets, tucked under her arm and the backpack on her shoulder looked a bit full. She didn't seem bothered.
There was a brief stop at an art supply store where Julie purchased a new box of colored pencils and charcoals and another sketch pad before she continued her way to the woods, completely unaware that she had in fact attracted any attention at all.
Date: 03/05
Location: The woods
Situation: Apparently a girl carrying archery equipment and a backpack with more patches than original fabric is fascinating. Who knew?
Warnings/Rating: Julie's a foul mouth. So...we'll go with PG. Being around a guy from the 1800's might get her to curb her tongue a bit.
Julie's days off were few and far between, entirely by choice. She liked working at Jacks shop. She liked being around Korra and the others and she really, really disliked being in her apartment by herself. Maybe she should look into getting a pet. Do they even sell pets around here?
She doubted it.
Anyway, it's her day off and she decided to pack a lunch of some of the leftovers she had (noodles, meat stuffed dumplings, a couple small cakes and some juice) and head to the woods with her sketch pad and her archer equipment. There was a quiver full of arrows she'd made herself, strapped to her back. There was a roll of what she guessed was burlap or really thick canvas, painted with red targets, tucked under her arm and the backpack on her shoulder looked a bit full. She didn't seem bothered.
There was a brief stop at an art supply store where Julie purchased a new box of colored pencils and charcoals and another sketch pad before she continued her way to the woods, completely unaware that she had in fact attracted any attention at all.
no subject
Before she even starts painting, she's quick to get food on the stove to reheat. It's one of the thicker noodle soups from down the road. And, of course, there's kedan alcohol. It's become her favorite.
Her part of the wall has a picture of three people that's been carefully painted on. It's a bit more detailed than anything else she's done, as if she really wants to get this one right.
On a shelf sits a photograph of the same three people and it's clear this is what she's painting. It's herself, a few years younger, and her parents. She looks from the picture to the painting, frowning just a bit. Maybe she's being a bit too critical of herself, but it just looks wrong somehow.
"Did you figure out what you were painting yet?"