77th Winter, 512 A.V.
"Gale's" Tree
Afternoon
OOCI'll fix what type of tree it is if I need to be corrected. We don't have a floral or fauna list so I just picked one. Aso sorry aboutt eh horrible description of them at the end. I kinda sputtered out. XP
“How do you do that?”
“Do what?”
“That!” Hana said with a chuckle, pointing at Gale’s picture and nudging him.
“This?” Gale nudged his book with chuckling, looking at the brown eyed woman.
“Yes, that.” She rolled her eyes with a smile.
“I don’t know. I hold the charcoal and make lines?” Gale said sarcastically.
“Gale, it’s not funny! Why don’t you ever teach me how to do it?” Hana pouted in fake frustration.
“I do but you never understand!” Gale laughed. The short brunette huffed but snatched the book out of his lap. “Hey!”
“Don’t forget who gave you this book in the first place.” Hana said, holding her hand out. Rolling his eyes, the blonde sighed and placed the charcoal in her hand. “Thank you.” The childish girl said before looking down at the picture he was drawing. It being a picture of the daisy. “Hm.” Flower Girl flipped to the next page. “Okay, show me.”
“Show you what?’ Gale questioned.
“Gale!” Hana laughed.
“Oh! How to draw? It’s simple.” Gale scooted closer to her so he can help her.
“Easier said than done.” Hana remarked.
The twenty-year-old hesitated, allowing a half glare cross his face. “What are you going to draw?”
“Roses.”
“Of course.” Gale chuckled. “Pick a place to start.”
“Where should I start?” She looked at him.
“Depends on where you want to start. There isn’t exactly a rule of where you’re supposed to start or how you draw something. You just draw it.” Gale placed his hands on his thighs, legs being criss crossed.
“That doesn’t help.”
“Why not? Drawing isn’t supposed to restrain you at all. You just do what you want however you want.” Gale told her. “That’s why it’s kinda hard to teach someone.”
“I see.” Hana nodded. “So can I start with the Receptacle?” She looked at him, her eyes seeming larger than usual. It usually looks that way when she talks about flowers.
“Uuuuh, suuuuuure. You can start where ever.” Gale shrugged, having no idea what she was talking about.
She gave him another quick nod and then made contact with the paper, drawing a dark, wavy v-ish looking line. What part was she drawing? Gale didn’t interrupt with his question, though, wanting her to just get into drawing the picture. She started a new line at the base of this “v” shaped curve and made a slight curved line going down. That was probably the stem, so the Receptacle was the base of the flower?
“How do you draw the curves of the pedals?” Hana questioned after stopping.
“Huh? Oh, you do a curved line. Depending on how much you want it to fold out the more he swerve it.” Gale tried to explain the best he could.
With that, Hana continued, only doing slight curves. Watching her do her work over her shoulder, Gale spaced out, much like he does when he draws. She made three pedals in total for three different roses. They weren’t filled in, just being the outlines, but it intrigued Gale. It looked nice. A little awkward with the… Receptacles but nice nonetheless for someone who has been trying to draw well for a while now. She went to add a stem for the other two roses but seemed to have read Gale’s mind. She tried her best to erase the Receptacles and made the pedals curve to form the base. Drawing the stem up to the new base, she added some thin lines for leaves. The stems and leaves seemed to be twisted around each other.
The process took about ten chimes since it wasn’t a very complicated
. The tanned woman smiled proudly, “I like it.”
After being “snapped” out of the trance, since it was now complete, Gale smiled as well, ”Yeah, that’s really nice Hana.”
“You’re just saying that.”
“No! I’m not! It’s really good, Hana!” Gale took the notebook and placed it in his lap. “It’s simple but that’s what makes it good. “ Hana looked at him with a confused look on her face.
Gale was wearing a pair of black cotton pants and a white shirt. His hair messy heap as usual. His match was wearing a gray skirt that stopped just above her knees and blue blouse. Simple colors, no designs today. Her hair however was in her usual, thick, three stranded braid. The two were by a willow tree not very far from the market, sitting at its roots. The droopy branches acting like an parasol from the sun.
"Gale's" Tree
Afternoon
OOCI'll fix what type of tree it is if I need to be corrected. We don't have a floral or fauna list so I just picked one. Aso sorry aboutt eh horrible description of them at the end. I kinda sputtered out. XP
“How do you do that?”
“Do what?”
“That!” Hana said with a chuckle, pointing at Gale’s picture and nudging him.
“This?” Gale nudged his book with chuckling, looking at the brown eyed woman.
“Yes, that.” She rolled her eyes with a smile.
“I don’t know. I hold the charcoal and make lines?” Gale said sarcastically.
“Gale, it’s not funny! Why don’t you ever teach me how to do it?” Hana pouted in fake frustration.
“I do but you never understand!” Gale laughed. The short brunette huffed but snatched the book out of his lap. “Hey!”
“Don’t forget who gave you this book in the first place.” Hana said, holding her hand out. Rolling his eyes, the blonde sighed and placed the charcoal in her hand. “Thank you.” The childish girl said before looking down at the picture he was drawing. It being a picture of the daisy. “Hm.” Flower Girl flipped to the next page. “Okay, show me.”
“Show you what?’ Gale questioned.
“Gale!” Hana laughed.
“Oh! How to draw? It’s simple.” Gale scooted closer to her so he can help her.
“Easier said than done.” Hana remarked.
The twenty-year-old hesitated, allowing a half glare cross his face. “What are you going to draw?”
“Roses.”
“Of course.” Gale chuckled. “Pick a place to start.”
“Where should I start?” She looked at him.
“Depends on where you want to start. There isn’t exactly a rule of where you’re supposed to start or how you draw something. You just draw it.” Gale placed his hands on his thighs, legs being criss crossed.
“That doesn’t help.”
“Why not? Drawing isn’t supposed to restrain you at all. You just do what you want however you want.” Gale told her. “That’s why it’s kinda hard to teach someone.”
“I see.” Hana nodded. “So can I start with the Receptacle?” She looked at him, her eyes seeming larger than usual. It usually looks that way when she talks about flowers.
“Uuuuh, suuuuuure. You can start where ever.” Gale shrugged, having no idea what she was talking about.
She gave him another quick nod and then made contact with the paper, drawing a dark, wavy v-ish looking line. What part was she drawing? Gale didn’t interrupt with his question, though, wanting her to just get into drawing the picture. She started a new line at the base of this “v” shaped curve and made a slight curved line going down. That was probably the stem, so the Receptacle was the base of the flower?
“How do you draw the curves of the pedals?” Hana questioned after stopping.
“Huh? Oh, you do a curved line. Depending on how much you want it to fold out the more he swerve it.” Gale tried to explain the best he could.
With that, Hana continued, only doing slight curves. Watching her do her work over her shoulder, Gale spaced out, much like he does when he draws. She made three pedals in total for three different roses. They weren’t filled in, just being the outlines, but it intrigued Gale. It looked nice. A little awkward with the… Receptacles but nice nonetheless for someone who has been trying to draw well for a while now. She went to add a stem for the other two roses but seemed to have read Gale’s mind. She tried her best to erase the Receptacles and made the pedals curve to form the base. Drawing the stem up to the new base, she added some thin lines for leaves. The stems and leaves seemed to be twisted around each other.
The process took about ten chimes since it wasn’t a very complicated
. The tanned woman smiled proudly, “I like it.”After being “snapped” out of the trance, since it was now complete, Gale smiled as well, ”Yeah, that’s really nice Hana.”
“You’re just saying that.”
“No! I’m not! It’s really good, Hana!” Gale took the notebook and placed it in his lap. “It’s simple but that’s what makes it good. “ Hana looked at him with a confused look on her face.
Gale was wearing a pair of black cotton pants and a white shirt. His hair messy heap as usual. His match was wearing a gray skirt that stopped just above her knees and blue blouse. Simple colors, no designs today. Her hair however was in her usual, thick, three stranded braid. The two were by a willow tree not very far from the market, sitting at its roots. The droopy branches acting like an parasol from the sun.
