http://ex_tomatobox709.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] ex-tomatobox709.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg 2006-08-20 05:56 pm (UTC)

(ooc: why..is...this..such..a..late..reply. argh.)

Ed was enjoying her time sitting on the museum's grass, and was making an effort to thoroughly study a map of Paixao. There wasn't much detail, Ed was disappointed to find. Nevertheless, she was looking for locations that might have a more...interesting find. From what she had seen so far, technology of any sort was scarce in this place. At any rate, she would need a map with more detail. She was considering this, when she was interrupted by an absurd-looking man. A skull? Ed giggled. He was frightening, indeed.

In response to the request of returning the painting, Ed narrowed her eyebrows. "Ed's painting? But Ed's painting does not belong in a museum." She turned around the canvas painting sitting beside her laptop. It certainly was not the painting that had been in the museum. It was, in fact, a childish painting. (http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/subsequentzero/ein_eddddie.png) Ed handed the painting to the man so he might inspect it further. Ed said brightly, "Ed came here to see all the pretty paintings." And with that said, Ed turned upside down, walking on her hands in circles around the man.

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