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[demonfiance]

Wolfram sets up his easel in the main room, wanting to finally try out the paints he had gotten from Jackrabbit for Christmas.

"Does anyone want their portrait painted?"

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[cat_inthe_sun]

Jackrabbit held up the baby. "Paint Mo Chroi!" he grinned. Mo Chroi spit bubbles, kicking his legs.

[demonfiance]

"All right... Just hold him still," Wolfram instructs, getting to work.

[cat_inthe_sun]

Jackrabbit clamped his arms around the baby. Mo Chroi bounced a little but mostly stayed still.

"Wolfram is going to paint your picture, Mo Chroi. We'll give it to daddy."

[demonfiance]

He looks back and forth between the baby and the painting. "Do you want to be in the picture as well?" He asks Jackrabbit.

[cat_inthe_sun]

"Ah? No no, only per, thank you," he said, kissing the baby's fuzzy red hair.

Mo Chroi blew spit bubbles again.

[demonfiance]

He nods and continues working.

[cat_inthe_sun]

"Do you like the paints?" he asked conversationally.

[demonfiance]

"They are working well enough," he replies, still missing his fancy paints from home. But they are rare enough in Shin Makoku.

[cat_inthe_sun]

"They are the kind I use." he offered.

[demonfiance]

"They are much better than the other ones I found before. Thank you."

[cat_inthe_sun]

Jackrabbit grinned with pride and Mo Chroi squealed, annoyed that he wasn't getting any attention.

[demonfiance]

"Shh," he says automatically, concentrating on his painting again. "He's as bad as Yuuri."

[cat_inthe_sun]

"Person is bubbly. Likes to talk. Don't you, baby?"

Mo Chroi giggled.

[demonfiance]

"It's no good bubbling away when I'm trying to paint!"

[cat_inthe_sun]

Jackrabbit bit his lips and shushed the baby/

[demonfiance]

Wolfram continues on quietly for a bit. Finally he looks satisfied. "I'm done."