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Post by Charlotte Carlisle on Oct 2, 2013 21:37:49 GMT -6
"I'd like to see them," she said eagerly. She got why he wouldn't want to show off his work before it was finished. Charlotte didn't mind because her art would likely be depressing in whatever state it was in. His was probably different.
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Post by Jack Drake on Oct 2, 2013 21:38:23 GMT -6
He nodded and started to pull out old works. Landscapes, buildings, not many of people.
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Post by Charlotte Carlisle on Oct 2, 2013 21:41:50 GMT -6
She excitedly moved closer and gave each piece her complete undivided attention. "You're very good!" she said beaming. She laughed. "I'll have to be careful not to steal any of these. I might not want to give them back!"
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Post by Jack Drake on Oct 2, 2013 21:42:50 GMT -6
He shrugged, "Take them if you want. I'll make more."
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Post by Charlotte Carlisle on Oct 2, 2013 21:45:51 GMT -6
She stared at him incredulously. "Really?! You wouldn't mind if I took some?!"
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Post by Jack Drake on Oct 2, 2013 21:48:47 GMT -6
"I feel like owning them stifles my creative abilities, since I know they're here," he told her.
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Post by Charlotte Carlisle on Oct 2, 2013 21:53:37 GMT -6
She hugged Jack. "Thank you! I promise to take really good care of them!" She mentally mapped out her apartment, trying to figure out where she would display each one. They were really lovely.
She let him go, beaming. "I'll be happy to help free up your creative abilities any time." She definitely didn't have that problem. She never could transcribe the images in her head on paper in an acceptable fashion.
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Post by Jack Drake on Oct 2, 2013 21:55:10 GMT -6
"Good," he said, "Of course there are some that I can't get rid of, but I'll give you what I can."
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Post by Charlotte Carlisle on Oct 2, 2013 22:02:11 GMT -6
"Don't force yourself to give up anything you don't want to. I was just really impressed with how good these were! Breathtaking!"
She chuckled. "And I won't steal anything you don't designate as a target." She rubbed her hands together eagerly. "I really want to show you what I can do." Her artwork was terrible but she was really good at taking others' work.
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Post by Jack Drake on Oct 2, 2013 22:04:11 GMT -6
"I'll have to lock up and put some paintings out for you then," he said, "Just to see what you can do."
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Post by Charlotte Carlisle on Oct 2, 2013 22:08:29 GMT -6
"Have you ever stolen anything?" she asked. She thought he might have. He didn't seem particularly offended that she was a thief.
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Post by Jack Drake on Oct 2, 2013 22:14:50 GMT -6
"Hearts," he told her.
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Post by Charlotte Carlisle on Oct 2, 2013 22:18:30 GMT -6
"Has anyone ever stolen yours?" she asked.
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Post by Jack Drake on Oct 3, 2013 6:23:09 GMT -6
"No," he said simply.
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Post by Charlotte Carlisle on Oct 3, 2013 7:49:55 GMT -6
"I guess we're similar then." She hadn't been kidding when she said she was picky. To this day no one had swept her off her feet. She had tried having a boyfriend once or twice but that was more due to their effort than any of her own. A few had liked her and they had been fun enough people so she'd given it a try. They never lasted too long.
Was that what he meant when he said he wanted her to steal his heart? He'd never experienced what that was like before and he wanted her to try? Or had he just been kidding? People were hard to get.
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