Deidara caught the feather and matches, and peered at them as he weighed them in his hands. After a moment he smiled and bobbed his head. "We need to get to a water fountain, yeah. I need some water and then I can get to work, yeah." Deidara led her to the nearest fountain and then pulled out a ball of clay the size of an American half dollar in diameter that he carried in his pocket. Breaking off a third of the clay he formed the larger fraction into the figure of a man. He used his nails to define the figure's clothing and facial features. He then ran his finger under the water for a moment and took out two of the matches and wet the base of their sticks, making sure to keep the head dry.
He then stuck the sticks into the figure's head, and ran his wet finger over the clay near the sticks. Biting his bottom lip in concentration, her carefully ripped a few of the feather hairs free and stuck them to the head around the sticks, making a soft downy head of hair. Using some of the clay set aside he made small bands around the wet stalks and attached some more feather hairs to it.
Taking out two more matches he placed them in the figure's outstretched hands. The rest of the feather he gently pressed into the clay man's back, giving him the appearance of having a sail attached to his back. He carefully handed the doll to Tayuya and splashed some water onto the floor, creating a suitable sized puddle as a safety net. Taking the doll back from Tayuya he nodded and crouched down. He set the doll down in the middle of the puddle and pepared to carefully light the miniature torches the doll carried.
All the while she had been snapping photos quickly, awkward shots from under the flames, to plain shots of the water or of Deidara himself. They were good pictures, Deidara had a knack for creating good scenes for her.
"Alright Dei, light this shit up~!"
She watched him over her shoulder, the camera lense in her hand as she adjusted the focus, intent on making the first pictures Deidara developed good ones.
Deidara's grin grew even larger as he carefully lit the two "torches". He heard Tayuya's camera clicking away and hoped she'd be getting good shots.
And then the figure started to alight just as he had hoped it would. The flames from the torch matches licked the feathered hair, but surrounding clay was too damp to catch on fire. From the hair, the rings of feather caught aflame, and then the heads of the matches did as well. From there, the main feather turned red and orange with fire.
As Tayuya snapped away Deidara kept a tight look-out for teachers and fellow students. After the matches in the figure's hands burned close to the clay Deidara blew the flames out and tipped the figure onto its back, so that the feather would douse itself out in the puddle. He reached over and picked the figure up once the feather was completely soaked and shook it dry. After rising to his feet he offered a hand to his friend.
Tayuya nodded to him, sure her shots were fine, returning her camera to her bag, and grabbing his hand to pull herself up. Deidara looked fairly content with what they had come up with, so she led him to the school darkroom, quiet as they could be and glad that Photography didn't class this early.
"Alright, I've got the developing paper myself but not much, so we'll only develop what looks good okay?"
[[Ack, so sorry about the last comment. I told it to send it as Deidara and it tweaked. *just realized it*]]
Deidara nodded and watched her every movement with wide eyes. He would trust her judgement as far as which pictures to develop, and he would do his best to ask questions without being annoying and pick up everything as quickly as possible.
Closing the door of the darkroom and slowly turning on the saftey light a blood red glow covered the small room. She opened her camera, pulling out the slips of negatives and looking at them carefully under the safety light to determine which ones were which.
"Alright Dei," she said, fishing the envelope of 8x10 developing paper and sliding out one of the pale sheets, "This paper is ruined if anyone opens the door right now, that's why I locked it. This paper is ruined if anyone turns on the light. Don't do that. This paper will last five minutes with the safety light on, which is an eternity to a photographer."
She slid it back in the envelope and set the package on a table that had one huge downwards projecting device that almost looked like a giant microscope and four rectangular plastic containers of something that looked like water but smelled...salty.
"I'm not taking it out again until neccesary, but you need to listen to me anyways, otherwise you'll fuck up in the class."
"Yeah, I see, yeah," Deidara replied, letting Tayuya understand her knew the importance of time and doing things right the first time. It really was similar to work with explosives, he surmised, but he wouldn't tell her that. He stood as near to her as he could without completely blocking off the red light she needed to see by. The chemicals weren't bothering his sense of smell, but they were a bit different from what he was used to. He was sure that in time he would get used to it, though.
"Okay, this projecter lets out light, it's very simple, and it projects the light downwards, onto the paper that would normally be on that black slate. It's very similar to a microscope. Now, in a microscope you put in slates of whatever you want to view to magnify them, but here you slid in your negatives and adjust the image as you see fit by letting in light." She paused, twisting a nob, "Like this."
Placing in one of the negatives, Tayuya adjusted it until the image was the way she liked. "No, you can see the ghost image of the negative on the black slate right there, it's always good to test the ghost image on the black slate before placing any paper down."
There were two things Tayuya was passionate about. Flute and her camera. You could tell she was passionate about it because she spoke with a complete serious in her tone and never swore. She understood both of the arts well, and always felt a latent sense of pride to be able to teach someone about it.
Deidara nodded as well as giving his standard "yeah" as he watched Tayuya demonstrate how to focus the negative. He never really had the chance to see her in the midst of her creative passion after all these years, and he was a bit blown away by how completely different she was. There was still the raw and biting Tayuya at the core, but her demeanor was one of seriousness rather than scorn. Her movements were brisk and smooth. Under the dim red light her own red locks glowed, as did her skin, giving her an otherworldly appearance. It - she was a sight he would never forget.
She liked the intentness of which he listened to her with. The feeling of someone paying attention to her was good, but she never took her eyes off of the machine as she spoke.
"Alright, now is the boring part." she said suddenly, retrieving the paper from the slip and looking at it under the surreal lighting, a small grin forming on her lips, and placing the sheet on the black plate.
"You see that timer?" she asked, pointing to what looked like an oversized ordinary kitchen sixty-second buzzer, "The projecter is plugged into it, and it's plugged into the wall. You set the timer for about 30 seconds on a regular eight by ten picture, when the alarm goes off is the most crucial moment."
Turning on the machine and setting the clock, she relaxed a bit, standing back with Deidara to watch the machine work.
"As you can see," she said, in an almost matter-of-fact way, "There's no difference in appearance when the buzzer goes off."
And just as the buzzer did go off did she carefully remove the paper, her obvious concentration not to screw anything up evident on her features, already greatly contrasting with the safety light.
"Yeah," Deidara said, glancing at the timer she pointed to. As she stood by him to explain his gaze went between the timer, the projecter, and her, listening to Tayuya's every word. He watched her carefully remove the paper, taking note of the way she was delicately handling it.
"Okay, come over here," she said suddenly, walking over to a tight corner where the boxes of chemicals sat, "It's a tight space meant for one space, but we can fit if you stand behind me."
She moved over to the corner, still holding the paper with delicasy, and assuming Deidara had followed her, she began to speak again.
"There are four boxes of chemicals. None of them are dangerous, they can be touched and you won't die, but I'd reccomend not putting it in your eyes or drinking them.
"The first chemical," she said, indicating the first of four white boxes that held a clear liquid, "Is the developer. You place your sheet in this chemical for about thirty seconds."
She didn't slip the paper in, more or less to make him ask her to do it, so she would know he was still paying attention, so she looked up out of the corner of her eye at him.
Deidara followed his red-haired friend and peered over her shoulder. Since she was slightly taller than himself he had to rise to the balls of his feet, and he was nervous about losing his balance.
At the mention of chemicals he raised his eyebrows, the cogs in his mind beginning to turn for a plan, but Tayuya quickly dashed his hopes of a spectacular event. He could always look into them and see if there was a way to break them down, though. 'Yeah,' he thought to himself before focusing on the directions once again. He noticed her waiting silently so he bobbed his head. "30 seconds? Is there a timer here for that, too? Yeah?"
"There isn't a timer," she replied, hovering the sheet over the chemical and shifting her weight so he could see better, "Most of the time you just know when it's done."
"Now watch closely," she pressed the paper into the chemical and picked up the pair of metal prongs, submerging it so the entire sheet was underneath.
Instantly ink bled into it, the white turing into several colors in seconds, and Tayuya remembered the first time she had seen it happen, she had gasped like a little kid.
"Oh, so you don't really have to count, yeah?" he asked as he leaned closer, and watched the various shades of black and grey grow on the white paper. He smiled, wanting to know how exactly it all worked. "Can it get over developed if you leave it in too long, though?" he tried to keep his questions held back, not wanting to annoy his friend.
"Good question," she replied, prodding the paper under the water and watching it, mentally waiting for the right moment, "Images can and will get overdeveloped if left in developing chemical too long. If left in too, too long the whole sheet will go black."
Using the prongs she lifted it, shaking off a little of the chemical and moving on to the second box.
"This chemical stops the development of your photo, you leave the sheet in about a minute." She dipped it in, submerging it completely with the prongs, to press it down, "The photo isn't safe to touch yet, but this chemical is one of the most important ones."
Really, all the chemicals were important. There weren't any that held more use over the other, because if one were missing, the photo would, inevitably, be ruined.
He then stuck the sticks into the figure's head, and ran his wet finger over the clay near the sticks. Biting his bottom lip in concentration, her carefully ripped a few of the feather hairs free and stuck them to the head around the sticks, making a soft downy head of hair. Using some of the clay set aside he made small bands around the wet stalks and attached some more feather hairs to it.
Taking out two more matches he placed them in the figure's outstretched hands. The rest of the feather he gently pressed into the clay man's back, giving him the appearance of having a sail attached to his back. He carefully handed the doll to Tayuya and splashed some water onto the floor, creating a suitable sized puddle as a safety net. Taking the doll back from Tayuya he nodded and crouched down. He set the doll down in the middle of the puddle and pepared to carefully light the miniature torches the doll carried.
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"Alright Dei, light this shit up~!"
She watched him over her shoulder, the camera lense in her hand as she adjusted the focus, intent on making the first pictures Deidara developed good ones.
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And then the figure started to alight just as he had hoped it would. The flames from the torch matches licked the feathered hair, but surrounding clay was too damp to catch on fire. From the hair, the rings of feather caught aflame, and then the heads of the matches did as well. From there, the main feather turned red and orange with fire.
As Tayuya snapped away Deidara kept a tight look-out for teachers and fellow students. After the matches in the figure's hands burned close to the clay Deidara blew the flames out and tipped the figure onto its back, so that the feather would douse itself out in the puddle. He reached over and picked the figure up once the feather was completely soaked and shook it dry. After rising to his feet he offered a hand to his friend.
"Get any good shots? Yeah?"
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"Alright, I've got the developing paper myself but not much, so we'll only develop what looks good okay?"
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Deidara nodded and watched her every movement with wide eyes. He would trust her judgement as far as which pictures to develop, and he would do his best to ask questions without being annoying and pick up everything as quickly as possible.
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"Alright Dei," she said, fishing the envelope of 8x10 developing paper and sliding out one of the pale sheets, "This paper is ruined if anyone opens the door right now, that's why I locked it. This paper is ruined if anyone turns on the light. Don't do that. This paper will last five minutes with the safety light on, which is an eternity to a photographer."
She slid it back in the envelope and set the package on a table that had one huge downwards projecting device that almost looked like a giant microscope and four rectangular plastic containers of something that looked like water but smelled...salty.
"I'm not taking it out again until neccesary, but you need to listen to me anyways, otherwise you'll fuck up in the class."
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Placing in one of the negatives, Tayuya adjusted it until the image was the way she liked. "No, you can see the ghost image of the negative on the black slate right there, it's always good to test the ghost image on the black slate before placing any paper down."
There were two things Tayuya was passionate about. Flute and her camera. You could tell she was passionate about it because she spoke with a complete serious in her tone and never swore. She understood both of the arts well, and always felt a latent sense of pride to be able to teach someone about it.
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"Alright, now is the boring part." she said suddenly, retrieving the paper from the slip and looking at it under the surreal lighting, a small grin forming on her lips, and placing the sheet on the black plate.
"You see that timer?" she asked, pointing to what looked like an oversized ordinary kitchen sixty-second buzzer, "The projecter is plugged into it, and it's plugged into the wall. You set the timer for about 30 seconds on a regular eight by ten picture, when the alarm goes off is the most crucial moment."
Turning on the machine and setting the clock, she relaxed a bit, standing back with Deidara to watch the machine work.
"As you can see," she said, in an almost matter-of-fact way, "There's no difference in appearance when the buzzer goes off."
And just as the buzzer did go off did she carefully remove the paper, her obvious concentration not to screw anything up evident on her features, already greatly contrasting with the safety light.
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She moved over to the corner, still holding the paper with delicasy, and assuming Deidara had followed her, she began to speak again.
"There are four boxes of chemicals. None of them are dangerous, they can be touched and you won't die, but I'd reccomend not putting it in your eyes or drinking them.
"The first chemical," she said, indicating the first of four white boxes that held a clear liquid, "Is the developer. You place your sheet in this chemical for about thirty seconds."
She didn't slip the paper in, more or less to make him ask her to do it, so she would know he was still paying attention, so she looked up out of the corner of her eye at him.
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At the mention of chemicals he raised his eyebrows, the cogs in his mind beginning to turn for a plan, but Tayuya quickly dashed his hopes of a spectacular event. He could always look into them and see if there was a way to break them down, though. 'Yeah,' he thought to himself before focusing on the directions once again. He noticed her waiting silently so he bobbed his head. "30 seconds? Is there a timer here for that, too? Yeah?"
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"Now watch closely," she pressed the paper into the chemical and picked up the pair of metal prongs, submerging it so the entire sheet was underneath.
Instantly ink bled into it, the white turing into several colors in seconds, and Tayuya remembered the first time she had seen it happen, she had gasped like a little kid.
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Using the prongs she lifted it, shaking off a little of the chemical and moving on to the second box.
"This chemical stops the development of your photo, you leave the sheet in about a minute." She dipped it in, submerging it completely with the prongs, to press it down, "The photo isn't safe to touch yet, but this chemical is one of the most important ones."
Really, all the chemicals were important. There weren't any that held more use over the other, because if one were missing, the photo would, inevitably, be ruined.
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