punshots: (✘ stinson.)
➟ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛᴏ (☞ ᐛ )☞ ᴀʀɢᴇɴᴛᴜᴍ. ([personal profile] punshots) wrote in [personal profile] fearlessly 2019-09-20 05:30 am (UTC)

[ Absorbed as he is in his work, he does not hear her approach — until she is next to him, speaking, and it nearly makes him jump out of his skin (proverbially speaking). He starts, sitting up quickly and looking wildly over at her, the quill dropping out of his hand. ]

Oh, I, um — n-no, I...

[ In his haste, he hasn't obscured the drawing from her sight, but likely what she'll see won't make a lot of sense, anyway. The scene he is illustrating seems to be...a wedding. A wedding in the throne room of this very castle, if she can pick out the details, unobscured by cobwebs or broken furniture. The day is bright and sunny, the hall filled with guests and attendants, though only a handful of figures have distinguishable features. Those are the ones who stand near the front with the fair-haired bride and the dark-haired groom. They're happy. Everyone is happy, especially those that stand nearest the groom's side. ]

I'm just...oh.

[ He seems to realize then that he's left the drawing out in the open, and self-consciously he shuffles the pieces before him, until a harmless rendering of a chocobo sits on top, obscuring the rest of the pile. ]

Sketching.

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