An abandoned drawing.. Pick it up?
Date: July 22, 2000
Time: Around 11 AM
Location: Regent's Park
Character(s) Involved: Zacharias Smith and OPEN
Status: Complete
Rating: PG - PG-13 (Rated R for drawing; artistic nudity -- you'll come across the link; changed it to photobucket)
A woman's head, golden hair, eyes, breasts.
A lioness' body; slender, powerful, graceful.
A curious bird, a beautiful Bird of Paradise.
..and an unrealistic boulder, grass, flowers of a questionable species (not that it mattered), lazily drawn sky and a shitty tree.
Really, now. You can do better.
Zacharias Smith has been in a poor and cranky mood since his latest Misuse of Muggle Artifacts case. It was frustrating to deal with for some reason, and all old Perkins did was notify him of its detection. He even visited Jemima, and at least that had calmed him a bit. The Hufflepuff decided to get out of the house for a while, and go somewhere.. natural. The closest to being natural, aside from a forest or the like, would have to be the park.
Regent's Park, in this case.
It was supposed to be a nice Muggle park, and Zacharias had to admit, it was pretty impressive. The park had a nice environment, and a few nice places to visit. The young man had seated himself on a bench, getting out his new watercolor paper pad and the new set of watercolors he bought the other day before heading to Diagon Alley. There was something already drawn on the first page, and so he began to paint it. It was a sphinx and a bird. While he was busy painting, a little girl happened to come by, being the nosy little girl she was.
"What're you painting?"
No response. Yes, he was ignoring her.
"Ew, boobies!" The girl squealed, giggling.
Zacharias rolled his eyes. "Yeah, wait 'til you grow a pair of your own," he said, and began to pack up his things. He was done painting the drawing, anyway, and was disgusted by it himself. "Here, keep it." He handed the girl his unmarked drawing, getting up to go elsewhere, and began walking down a path as he shouldered his bag.
The girl stared at the art piece before tossing it aside once her mother called her over.
There, on the path, lay the drawing. Someone has yet to pick it up..
Time: Around 11 AM
Location: Regent's Park
Character(s) Involved: Zacharias Smith and OPEN
Status: Complete
Rating: PG - PG-13 (Rated R for drawing; artistic nudity -- you'll come across the link; changed it to photobucket)
A woman's head, golden hair, eyes, breasts.
A lioness' body; slender, powerful, graceful.
A curious bird, a beautiful Bird of Paradise.
..and an unrealistic boulder, grass, flowers of a questionable species (not that it mattered), lazily drawn sky and a shitty tree.
Really, now. You can do better.
Zacharias Smith has been in a poor and cranky mood since his latest Misuse of Muggle Artifacts case. It was frustrating to deal with for some reason, and all old Perkins did was notify him of its detection. He even visited Jemima, and at least that had calmed him a bit. The Hufflepuff decided to get out of the house for a while, and go somewhere.. natural. The closest to being natural, aside from a forest or the like, would have to be the park.
Regent's Park, in this case.
It was supposed to be a nice Muggle park, and Zacharias had to admit, it was pretty impressive. The park had a nice environment, and a few nice places to visit. The young man had seated himself on a bench, getting out his new watercolor paper pad and the new set of watercolors he bought the other day before heading to Diagon Alley. There was something already drawn on the first page, and so he began to paint it. It was a sphinx and a bird. While he was busy painting, a little girl happened to come by, being the nosy little girl she was.
"What're you painting?"
No response. Yes, he was ignoring her.
"Ew, boobies!" The girl squealed, giggling.
Zacharias rolled his eyes. "Yeah, wait 'til you grow a pair of your own," he said, and began to pack up his things. He was done painting the drawing, anyway, and was disgusted by it himself. "Here, keep it." He handed the girl his unmarked drawing, getting up to go elsewhere, and began walking down a path as he shouldered his bag.
The girl stared at the art piece before tossing it aside once her mother called her over.
There, on the path, lay the drawing. Someone has yet to pick it up..