(7th Day of Spring, 510AV)
(Morning/10th Bell)
(Morning/10th Bell)
Daedalus was fidgety, which meant he was scampering around his apartment doing all manner of silly, reckless things in the privacy of his own home. He never could sit still when he was in the middle of contemplating theories and ideas of things to create for the day. He was happy that no one would be able to see into his home to see the position he was in currently in. His upper body laying flat out across the top of his table with his forehead neatly planted against the table top. His feet hung off the edge of the table kicking lightly into the air as if he wanted to swim through water. Daedalus began to match the flicks of his kicks with swaying arms, mimicking a swimmers breast stroke as if he was swimming. With every conceptual idea that ran through his head, they caused his sly smirk to shift into altering lines on his lips.
Daedalus could never sit still as the ideas excited him into moving around. It was as if his mind wanted the physical self to be productive in bringing the concept into reality by making him hyperactive. The ideas that filled his rapidly were all related to the World magic disciple of Animation. He remembered the first time his mother taught him the basic laws of the art when he started his apprenticeship under her tutelage during his adolescent years during his metalsmith training. Daedalus knew that he needed more experience as an animator to grow his skills to one day imparting more than simple intellect into items.
He pushed off the table to force himself to slide backward until his feet met with the ground. Once he stood up he began the slow process of replacing everything that he had set onto the ground that he had removed from the table the table back onto it. Bending down to pick up his journal, quill, ink, and artistic tools to put the back onto the table. He smiled as he slowly made a sow spin on the balls of his feet to spin in a quick smooth circle that ended with him facing his bed as he danced over to rummage through the back pack that laid on his bunk. He pulled out a single piece of white chalk to use to draw his Animation circles along the floor in the center of the room.
Daedalus entered a low crouch as he began to draw a slow circle along the smooth stone floor of his apartment. He began to repeatedly outline a large circle a meter in diameter that would act as the source-circle. It was large enough so that would it would big enough for him to sit down within it to be the source for the animation to draw information from. Once the bold circle chalk outline had be drawn he made a smaller circle that was a foot in diameter next to it. The second circle forming the destination circle where he would place the item he wanted to animate. With the two circles complete he joined them both together with a straight line that bridged them both together. Once Daedalus was finished he stood up with a smile to examine his work with a smile.
Daedalus could never sit still as the ideas excited him into moving around. It was as if his mind wanted the physical self to be productive in bringing the concept into reality by making him hyperactive. The ideas that filled his rapidly were all related to the World magic disciple of Animation. He remembered the first time his mother taught him the basic laws of the art when he started his apprenticeship under her tutelage during his adolescent years during his metalsmith training. Daedalus knew that he needed more experience as an animator to grow his skills to one day imparting more than simple intellect into items.
He pushed off the table to force himself to slide backward until his feet met with the ground. Once he stood up he began the slow process of replacing everything that he had set onto the ground that he had removed from the table the table back onto it. Bending down to pick up his journal, quill, ink, and artistic tools to put the back onto the table. He smiled as he slowly made a sow spin on the balls of his feet to spin in a quick smooth circle that ended with him facing his bed as he danced over to rummage through the back pack that laid on his bunk. He pulled out a single piece of white chalk to use to draw his Animation circles along the floor in the center of the room.
Daedalus entered a low crouch as he began to draw a slow circle along the smooth stone floor of his apartment. He began to repeatedly outline a large circle a meter in diameter that would act as the source-circle. It was large enough so that would it would big enough for him to sit down within it to be the source for the animation to draw information from. Once the bold circle chalk outline had be drawn he made a smaller circle that was a foot in diameter next to it. The second circle forming the destination circle where he would place the item he wanted to animate. With the two circles complete he joined them both together with a straight line that bridged them both together. Once Daedalus was finished he stood up with a smile to examine his work with a smile.