011 [ action | Jane & OTA ]

Mar 14, 2011 23:40

[Seated in the Quad this afternoon is one (1) considerably-calmer-and-much-more-sober-than-you-last-saw-him Dave Stutler. He's sitting on the grass, directly in front of a small patch of sprouting flowers, sketchpad and colored pencils in his lap. What he's trying to do is draw, but what he's mostly doing is feeling guilty for a number of things. ( Read more... )

r: jane porter, p: david stutler

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[actiooooon] likesapes March 15 2011, 03:50:13 UTC
[Jane had, upon receiving the message, tapped the little device on her palm three times before deciding to meet him. He was so confusing - one moment he wanted her to come and the next he was sending her off, spouting some sort of nonsensical excuse that was obviously designed to get rid of her.

Now, naive Jane might be - but stupid she is most certainly not. She's quite observant when she wants to be and while thoroughly unschooled in the ways of boys she does, however, know a send off when she sees one and no lady takes kindly to that.

However, Jane is the type to grant many, many chances - she's a forgiving sort and dislikes being at odds with those she cares about.

Besides, he'd bribed her with art, and was requesting help. Jane can hardly say no to a student.

She's donned a lightweight yellow dress - something practical, of course - sturdy enough to ward off the lingering chill in the air but light enough as to not be terribly hot. Tablet under her arm, she heads outside, in search of Dave.]

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merlinianblood March 15 2011, 04:08:16 UTC
[Dave isn't difficult to find; he's wearing a red jacket over his uniform today, a bright spot against the landscape. He's currently hunched over the drawing pad, lost in concentration while trying to get the buds just right.

So even though he's waiting-slash-hoping for Jane to show up, he doesn't notice her.]

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likesapes March 15 2011, 04:17:56 UTC
[The red makes him easier to locate, and it has her trudging over and flopping directly next to him, tablet resting gently on her knees, charcoal already in her fingers, smudging her skin.

She's quiet, for once.]

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merlinianblood March 15 2011, 04:33:47 UTC
[He doesn't have to turn his head to know that Jane's next to him; he knew the second he saw that flash of yellow out of the corner of his eye that it was her. As soon as she sits, he stops drawing.

It takes a few seconds before he glances over. When he does, he looks extremely timid and guilty.]

Hey.

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