Naminé (
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paixaorpg2011-09-09 03:33 pm
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Entry tags:
Drawing (Active)
Characters: Naminé, Yorda
Content: Naminé teaches Yorda to draw!
Setting: the park
Time: uh.. backdated... a lot...
Warnings: too much adorable for your dental habits
Naminé had brought everything they would need for the drawing session. She was sitting on the grass, coloring one of her newest drawings, having apparently gotten to the park first. In a bag by her side was a spare sketchbook and a lot of different colors and pencils. She wanted this to be good for both of them, wanted a friend of her own that Kairi hadn't shown her first, or Roxas. She wanted to try this "making friends" thing on her own.
But she was nervous anyway. Which was why she was drawing already. She had energy to get out. She was so engrossed in what she was doing that she probably wasn't even paying enough attention to notice when someone walked up.
Content: Naminé teaches Yorda to draw!
Setting: the park
Time: uh.. backdated... a lot...
Warnings: too much adorable for your dental habits
Naminé had brought everything they would need for the drawing session. She was sitting on the grass, coloring one of her newest drawings, having apparently gotten to the park first. In a bag by her side was a spare sketchbook and a lot of different colors and pencils. She wanted this to be good for both of them, wanted a friend of her own that Kairi hadn't shown her first, or Roxas. She wanted to try this "making friends" thing on her own.
But she was nervous anyway. Which was why she was drawing already. She had energy to get out. She was so engrossed in what she was doing that she probably wasn't even paying enough attention to notice when someone walked up.
no subject
Struck with sudden inspiration, Naminé turned her paper over and began to draw something else. First one girl and then another, holding hands, standing next to each other... and then a boy, other people.
"Friends," she murmured. "All connected by our hearts. As long as we remember each other, we won't be apart."