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- ──﹕ a portrayal of an original character ⸝ crime story, 21+ mun.
non-selective, mv⸝ss, based on several film influences ⸝ crime cases influences.
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RIGHT? I wouldn't give a shit if they followed one of my other muses, there's been a few lewds, one I even wrote with before (no lewd sl, just normal, dude is a friendly writer), but jesus man. A kid? really? 😭
@arcateenianwoes “Photographic memory?” Relieved in a way. Staying still is difficult for her, mainly due to her curiosity. In a small and brief smile at the nudge. At least I don’t have to try too hard to stay put, she thought.
@arcateenianwoes She remained in place, trying to keep as still as she could, and ignoring the little itches (for the most part).
She couldn't wait to see how it came out, how it'd look -- it was exciting, in a way. Trying to guess how'd it appear.
@arcateenianwoes Remaining as still has she could manage, Cicilia’s head raised ever so slightly once and awhile to try and peak, though never moved far enough to get out of pose.
“Teal.” She said, attempting a peak before settling back.
@arcateenianwoes + of his, the interest drew further in. It was no doubt the partial reasoning for her heed towards the paintings.
“Oh! Um..” Cicilia adjusted, looking to the side as she moved about, before finding a stance. “Is this okay?”
@arcateenianwoes She grew up surrounded by depictions of sci-fi, practically raised on it thanks to the media she’d watch with family, few, mostly enjoyed it, kickstarting her interest. Of course, when her brother started telling her stories about a friend +
@arcateenianwoes + sat at her words, looking down at the canvases as she tried to decide. It was a moment before she decided, and with a raise of her finger, she asked; “Is that okay?”
Of similarity to the first she seen, she alrightly thought of where +
@arcateenianwoes + others, she’d offer her dollar had she had the range. “How long have you been painting, Mister?” Cicilia asked as she turned her gaze, observing what she could see of the arts, then bringing to the man.
@arcateenianwoes Had he said something, she’d have expected he was foreign, not minding at all if word gave. “I’d love to buy it from you if I have enough!” She stated almost excitedly, but dimmed down to a less obvious volume. Even if it were one of the +
@arcateenianwoes + origin and its dearness , it’d have stirred far more fascination — though that isn’t to say she wasn’t already intrigued by its depiction. An ‘ooo’ cued as she peered to where he moved.
“How much do you sell for, sir?”
@arcateenianwoes “Oh, definitely. I love stuff like this.”
Growing up around a brother like she had, Cicilia was more than used to mixed media and things that are more times than not perceived as odd or out of the ordinary. Had the girl known of its true +
@arcateenianwoes + me of something out of a book I read once. It’s beautiful.” In a hesitant pause, Cicilia looked towards the man. “You could sell art like this. Like, make a total killing off of it.”
@arcateenianwoes + the painting with a squint, unintentionally miming a jokeful expression. Squinted eyes held with a hum, before she shook her head subtly and looked back up. “Tip-top.” She said, bringing her hand up with a rounded ‘OK’ gesture. “It reminds +