Art Contest~

[the_grimheaper]

WHO: Sho, Leto and Kiryu
WHERE: Near the city's junkyard
WHEN: Thursday afternoon
WARNINGS: Will edit when needed
SUMMARY: Results of the contest, Sho's brought in a biased judge to help
FORMAT: Quickpara, whateverpara

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[suck_it_irulan]

Leto, for once wearing shoes since he is visiting a scrap yard, and on top of that wearing a shirt as well as trousers since he is, in fact, visiting reasonably civilised people without the auspice of God Emperor to act under, strolls up within minutes of the arranged time. He looks up at Sho slowly, letting his eyes travel over the 'pile' that may have seemed like so much trash to other eyes. But Leto recognised within the towering construction a spirit of artistic intent, a truly modern and ironically constructive deconstructionist view.

He let out a whistle and bowed slightly before Sho, still looking up, and passing his hands over each other in a slightly wave-like motion, palms facing each other with a certain amount of space between them. The traditional Fremen greeting gesture.

[satisfiedsigner]

Kiryu stood when he heard footsteps approaching and peered out from behind the towering pile Sho sat on. He didn't really want to be here--he wanted to be riding around, screaming at people, maybe taking out his anger on someone like he had yesterday, damn Crow to hell--but at least this might prove to be distracting for a bit. And Sho was his friend; he couldn't just say no.

He bowed a little to Leto, but stayed silent, since he doubted they spoke the same language anyway and he didn't trust himself not to snap.

[the_grimheaper]

He waved from the massive junk pile of his, grinning even though he could pick up negative thoughts from Kiryu. Something was troubling his blue haired friend, but he wasn't going to show concern at all. Besides he knew that Kiryu would get over it in a day or two.

Cupping his hands, having no microphone at his disposal, he called out to his two companions.

"Welcome gentlemen!"

His mind darted to Leto next, since he seemed to be lacking his entry.

"Leto~ Now where is your zetta art located?"

[suck_it_irulan]

"I'm afraid it is some distance away, but I can take care of transport there and back. We will just have to take a short walk to the edge of the City first." His artwork, after all, was not entirely portable, just as Sho's was not.

"I must say, it will be a tough competition indeed. Your art is most impressive."