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capeandcowllogs2011-10-16 09:08 pm
psychomancy) wrote in capeandcowllogs2011-10-16 09:08 pm
so they came into the outway
WHO: Gemma Doyle & you!
WHERE: Central Park, etc.
WHEN: All day Sunday, specify a time if you'd like!
WARNINGS: N/A.
SUMMARY: Gemma is sketching in the park and just generally being a derp. She might break out her magic, if the mood strikes her. Come bother her!!
FORMAT: Quick to start, whatever after.
[It wasn't quite chilly enough for a real jacket yet, so Gemma had elected to wear a heavy shawl instead. Drawing supplies in hand, she had made her way to the park early on Sunday morning so she could draw the trees and such before too many people crowded the walkways. She hadn't sat down to draw in a long time, and knew that Miss McCleethy (and Miss Moore, but she tried not to think about the latter) would be disappointed if her skill waned.
It didn't take her long to find a bench in the sunlight, a bit off the beaten path. Peace and quiet was something she was looking forward to, at least for an hour or two. An old oak tree caught her eye, and after taking out her charcoal and pencils, she pulled out a fresh page of paper and began to sketch.]
WHERE: Central Park, etc.
WHEN: All day Sunday, specify a time if you'd like!
WARNINGS: N/A.
SUMMARY: Gemma is sketching in the park and just generally being a derp. She might break out her magic, if the mood strikes her. Come bother her!!
FORMAT: Quick to start, whatever after.
[It wasn't quite chilly enough for a real jacket yet, so Gemma had elected to wear a heavy shawl instead. Drawing supplies in hand, she had made her way to the park early on Sunday morning so she could draw the trees and such before too many people crowded the walkways. She hadn't sat down to draw in a long time, and knew that Miss McCleethy (and Miss Moore, but she tried not to think about the latter) would be disappointed if her skill waned.
It didn't take her long to find a bench in the sunlight, a bit off the beaten path. Peace and quiet was something she was looking forward to, at least for an hour or two. An old oak tree caught her eye, and after taking out her charcoal and pencils, she pulled out a fresh page of paper and began to sketch.]
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Well, then welcome to the City, Willow. Belatedly, of course.
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Thank you.