primrose four Φ accidental video Φ "painting the roses red"
[oh hello planet. this is a simply beautiful day down here, and it's especially lovely as it being the last day the thor docks here.]
[oh, and hello little girl in pink, rather dolled up with a cute little flower clip in her short hair. she's holding a stack of recycled paper and a pencil, leaning against a black and white building that looks like it was constructed on a 3-D range with rough construction paper, and honestly looks perfectly at ease.]
[hell, she's even humming a little bit, and there's a curve of a smile - no not a smirk you suspicious people - around her lips as the pencil moves across the paper in careful, measured movements. it's a really peaceful scene, one that may even make you feel a little bit guilty for intruding upon if you've got half a conscious, for it's rather obvious Minatsuki didn't know she was broadcasted.]
[if it had, perhaps she would have acknowledged the lightly groaning thing in the corner, and indeed thing is the only term for it. it's a mass of black and white, scribbles that criss cross over what may have once been a drawing of a dog - or maybe it's a dolphin, perhaps even a...flower perhaps? but whatever it is now, it has fallen into the planet's power field and has been brought to life, even if it had already be scratched out seemingly vehemently. and now, it's suffering quietly in a corner.]
[and she, an artist in the making, it seems, is downright oblivious to her surroundings. or just doesn't care, and continues to doodle until - oh, hey. there's that light buzzing sound that usually means -]
Gu...ide?
[oh. well, there's a moment of confusion as she looks from her paper to the camera and her face drops. oh, look how she frets, placing her doodling stack on her left, along with her pen and drops to her knees in front of her bag, lifting the guide into her hands and smiling self consciously at it.]
S - sorry. I didn't know it was on. Maybe I should get one of those G - guide bag things.
[a moment.]
Sorry.
[feed terminated.]
[ooc: doodle planet. minatsuki has drawn a flower, but doesn't exactly have the best artistic hands, hated her fucking flower doodle and pretty much murdered it with a pen. that moaning, groaning thing in the corner is her scribbled out flower doodle. which sort of killed it. en...joy this? idk man.]
[oh, and hello little girl in pink, rather dolled up with a cute little flower clip in her short hair. she's holding a stack of recycled paper and a pencil, leaning against a black and white building that looks like it was constructed on a 3-D range with rough construction paper, and honestly looks perfectly at ease.]
[hell, she's even humming a little bit, and there's a curve of a smile - no not a smirk you suspicious people - around her lips as the pencil moves across the paper in careful, measured movements. it's a really peaceful scene, one that may even make you feel a little bit guilty for intruding upon if you've got half a conscious, for it's rather obvious Minatsuki didn't know she was broadcasted.]
[if it had, perhaps she would have acknowledged the lightly groaning thing in the corner, and indeed thing is the only term for it. it's a mass of black and white, scribbles that criss cross over what may have once been a drawing of a dog - or maybe it's a dolphin, perhaps even a...flower perhaps? but whatever it is now, it has fallen into the planet's power field and has been brought to life, even if it had already be scratched out seemingly vehemently. and now, it's suffering quietly in a corner.]
[and she, an artist in the making, it seems, is downright oblivious to her surroundings. or just doesn't care, and continues to doodle until - oh, hey. there's that light buzzing sound that usually means -]
Gu...ide?
[oh. well, there's a moment of confusion as she looks from her paper to the camera and her face drops. oh, look how she frets, placing her doodling stack on her left, along with her pen and drops to her knees in front of her bag, lifting the guide into her hands and smiling self consciously at it.]
S - sorry. I didn't know it was on. Maybe I should get one of those G - guide bag things.
[a moment.]
Sorry.
[feed terminated.]
[ooc: doodle planet. minatsuki has drawn a flower, but doesn't exactly have the best artistic hands, hated her fucking flower doodle and pretty much murdered it with a pen. that moaning, groaning thing in the corner is her scribbled out flower doodle. which sort of killed it. en...joy this? idk man.]