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[naiverave]

[Locked to Athena; Schwarzwaldern]

I heard you were

Is it true that

Somebody told me

There's a ru

Hm.

[The preceding has all been scribbled out and very thoroughly rendered into a giant, public inkblot.]

[Later, as per Scars' suggestion, Noah has signed his name over the inkblot in silver pen.]

[Locked to Katya; Schwarzwaldern]That girl,

Comments

[gentlyspeaking]

Have you spilled?

[naiverave]

No, it's just something I decided not to say.

[gentlyspeaking]

Oh. I understand.

[naiverave]

I think everyone knows the feeling.

[scaroftime]

Yo, you ok there Noah?

[naiverave]

I just thought better of it, that's all.

[scaroftime]

Ah ok. Heh, looks like a huge stain on the blackbooks. You should totally sign your name right next to it as if it were a work of art.

"Noah did this -Noah Reliace" haha!

[naiverave]

...My name is signed next to it, Scars.

[pervyoldgeezer]

A silver-inked name over a giant inkblot.

What exactly do you all this... invention of yours, good sir?

[naiverave]

I don't.

Scars calls it art. I have to wonder.

[pervyoldgeezer]

The day that a member of the Rogue Guild recognizes a piece of quality artwork is the days that dogs lay turds of pure amber.

Not a reflection of your people's taste in fine art, I take it?

[naiverave]

Ah, no.

[Locked to Noah; Schwarzwaldern]

[taintedinterest]

Her words aren't worth a grain of salt.

[Locked to Katya; Schwarzwaldern]

[naiverave]

Are you sure it's not true?

[Locked to Noah; Schwarzwaldern]

[taintedinterest]

If it came from that yoyo, I can be almost sure of it. She lies almost as much as Lucas flirts.

On the other hand.

[Pause]

Ms. Swane as seemed a little on edge as of late.

[Locked to Katya; Schwarzwaldern]

[naiverave]

...I see.

On edge?

[heartsburning]

It looks cute, Noah!

[naiverave]

Thank you, Abby!

[heartsburning]

I never knew you were an artist!

[naiverave]

Ah, I am not, really. I would not have done it without the suggestion of a friend.