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[boutant]

[ Ariadne is sitting on the couch, an orange kitten curled up on her lap. Behind her is a man, who seems to be holding a cup of coffee and looking out the window. ]

Well. [ She pauses, rubbing the back of her neck. ] My father's here, but if anyone else would like to say hello or needs anything, I'm still available. He said he'll be going out for a walk in a little bit anyway.

[ As if on cue, the man pulls away from the window and heads for the kitchen. Ariadne watches him go, some of the tension gone when she looks back at the camera. ]

I'm Ariadne. Welcome to the City.

((ooc: Open for fourth walling! Please no telling her she's from a movie. Other than that, go wild~))

Comments

[buggerer]

Beauty and an artisan's hand? Unbelievable.

[He just wants to nail her tbqh.]

[boutant]

[ Welp. ]

It's not just in the hands.

[buggerer]

Let me hear more.

[boutant]

[ Uh. Okay. ]

There's a lot of math and science involved. The drawing is only part of it.

Of course, the creativity is my favorite part, but the mind has to do plenty of work.

[buggerer]

I understand art is hardly best explained in words. It would be an honor if you could show me.

[boutant]

[ creeper 8( ]

What would you like to see?

[buggerer]

Your favorite part.

[boutant]

[ There's a piece of paper and a pen left on the coffee table, and Ariadne grabs them both, the kitten on her lap wandering off with a slight huff. ]

Let's see...

[buggerer]

Oh no, I wish to see you with my own eyes. Have me as your guest, I'll provide the tea.

[boutant]

Unfortunately, it's not just my house. The man who paid for most of it doesn't really like having visitors.

[buggerer]

And who is this gentleman who requires persuasion to grant a lady the stretching she deserves?

[boutant]

The... what, sorry?

[buggerer]

Stretching. Your legs of course. A stroll always picks up the spirit.

[boutant]

[ s u r e ]

I can go on walks. I just can't bring anyone back to the house.