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malignstarWho: Felix & Thyme
When: Day 57, evening
Where: Thyme
Felix hasn't been spending much time in the carriage since their arrival on the new Prism. But he's here tonight in the living room, bent over a large sketchpad and sketching extremely slowly (and not with great talent). He's no artist but it's fairly obvious that his subject is a young woman with hair down to her waist. His own hair has been done up in a messy bun to keep it out of his face while he works.
Next to him on the couch is a white box secured with a Thyme green ribbon.
Should anyone pass by, he'll half-raise his gaze in acknowledgement.
"So, uh, we need have a talk..."
When: Day 57, evening
Where: Thyme
Felix hasn't been spending much time in the carriage since their arrival on the new Prism. But he's here tonight in the living room, bent over a large sketchpad and sketching extremely slowly (and not with great talent). He's no artist but it's fairly obvious that his subject is a young woman with hair down to her waist. His own hair has been done up in a messy bun to keep it out of his face while he works.
Next to him on the couch is a white box secured with a Thyme green ribbon.
Should anyone pass by, he'll half-raise his gaze in acknowledgement.
"So, uh, we need have a talk..."