[James is sitting outside, his sketchbook out along with several pieces of charcoal. He's munching an Asian-pear and scattered around him are about a dozen
intense charcoal drawings. After he finishes each drawing however, he appears distinctly disgruntled about them, setting each finished piece aside with a grumble]
None of these are mine...
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That one's kinda creepy. [nods at the monster drawing]
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I would take that as a compliment if it was my own art-work, but why do you say so Kazzy-chaaaaan~?
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I dunno. All those eyes 'n mouths, I guess.
[Looks from the sketches, charcoals, and sketchbook back to James] They ain't yours? Where'd they come from, then?
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[Finally looks up at him with a tentative smile, charcoal streaked across his face and pawshands]
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I-i surrender...?
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Oh, Mister James! [Approach approach] Drawing the snow?
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I'm actually trying to draw something more surreal, I'm having trouble coming up with any good ideas though.
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Wow... [And then another~] Even if they're not surreal enough, they sure are weird.
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