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Re: Mountains Of Books. « Reply #15 on Sept 30, 2007, 4:12pm »
Dinny wiggled her fingers at Cassie. "Howya, mate?" She laughed. "Ah, maybe, once you get to know her she's not so bad, but, eh. Her girlyness shocks me. And shore, why not knock me 'ead about? Sounds fun."
Dinny nodded in agreement with Aya. "Aye. More like behind a easel, I say."
Re: Mountains Of Books. « Reply #16 on Sept 30, 2007, 7:17pm »
Cassie watched in awe as Aya picked up the screwdriver and got to work on the camera. She didn't even hear her at first, watching closely, yet confused, as she opened it up.
"Ooh! Right--" Cassie spluttered as she snapped back into reality. "Nah, I'm not really a library person. Just boredom, ya' know?" She admitted, and nodded at the equipment in her hands. "You're pretty handy with a camera."
Re: Mountains Of Books. « Reply #17 on Sept 30, 2007, 7:36pm »
Aya grinned at Cassie, “I suppose so.” she said, playing with the view finder a bit more, “Technology just speaks to me, I guess you can say.” she gave a laugh, “Even if it does sound corny, it’s true. Nothing’s broken until I can fix it.” she gave a smirk, “Mm, bored? That’s why most people are in here. I just like the fact that I can come and hide in here.” she nodded at Dinny, “Mm, does seem like the type to draw.”
Re: Mountains Of Books. « Reply #18 on Sept 30, 2007, 8:19pm »
She smiled and nodded, agreeing with them both. Reaching into her pack, she pulled out a notebook with various artwork on each sheet. The front cover was cluttered with doodles of pretty much everything, some so old that they had begun to fade.
She flipped through the pages, the colours so vibrate and sketches so detailed. "What about you, Dinny?" She looked up and continued "What do you do?"
Joined: Sept 2007 Gender: Female Posts: 50 Location: OMG WHERE DID I GO?! D= Karma: 0
Re: Mountains Of Books. « Reply #19 on Oct 2, 2007, 3:13am »
"Oooh, c'n I take a gander?" She said,spying the notebook.
Dinny ran a hand on the back of her neck. The rain had made the hair stand on the back of her neck with worry about the horses. "Eh? I, who smell of musty barns most of the time, practically run the stables out here. Or throw and or kick a ball round." She grinned. "It's too wet out there to ride, an' I've already mucked out about twenny stalls this mornin' an' fed the greedy buggers, so I took a shower and decided to chill in here."