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Who: Jilly Coppercorn and Lindsey McDonald
What: A bit of relaxation and conversation
When: Late, Friday Night
Where: Music Room
Rating: PG, PG-13?

Jilly was sitting with her back against the piano, sketchbook balanced on her knee. As she worked, her eyes would flicker over to Lindsey where he sat, hands moving smoothly over the strings of his guitar. It was his hands she was trying to sketch, as if she could capture the music he was making in pencil. It was familiar... and relaxing. Music and art and company. If she could ask for anything, this is exactly what she would want.

After a minute, she'll pause and stretch. "You know, I like being busy... but I think I'll be happy when Barney finds a few more people to help at the Kat."

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"The you looking nice or the birthday bit?"

Making sure to pick up her sketchbook as they pass the couch, she'll start heading for the castle doors and the grounds. "A place Lorne recommended. It's right by the Pie Hole."

"The birthday bit."

He let her drag him along, then chuckled. "Darlin', you still got some paint in your hair I think..."

Releasing his hand, she'll run her fingers through her curls with a small, frustrated noise. "Really? How is that even possible?" But there it is, a speck of blue above her ear.

"I'd imagine it just gets everywhere, even in places you don't think."

He watched her play with her curls in amusement. "I bet one day I won't be able to tell you apart from Del."

[ooc: I don't think she knows Del's name at this point...]

"It really does." She laughed. "I'm used to it, really... but still."

Giving up, she'll let her hand drop back to her side, until he says that name. There's a slightly startled and confused look on her face when she looks up at him. "Del?"

"Yeah, girl who talks in circles and have the brightly colored hair? She came to that first night I played at Caritas."

"Oh." She relaxed visibly. Not the Del she was thinking of. "I haven't met her. But rainbow hair would certainly be interesting."

"You probably will. She tends to just... pop up out of nowhere."

He started walking again, holding out his hand for hers, hoping she would take it again.

"I'll keep an eye out. People who can do that tend to be fascinating."

Catching sight of his hand from the corner of her eye, she'll smile slightly and reach out to take it, fingers threading with his.

Later in the day like this, the heat had dimmed to a level that was actually kind of nice. Perfect for the walk into town.

He squeezed her hand and kept walking, not really needing to talk, just enjoying the time together. Sometimes, it was just all a person needed.

It was easy to fall into step next to him, listening to the quiet around them. Or the not so quiet at some points, as the parrots were still around to make their calls, yet somehow even those ended up being relaxing, in the way that only familiar sounds can.

In town, it was harder to find that rhythm. It was too noisy to have the same peace of the castle grounds, but not loud enough to fill in for the normal cacophony of a city... but it was there. Jilly had certainly been spending enough time in the town to start to feel comfortable here.

"It's strange. It really hasn't been that long... but you really get used to all of this."

She paused. "I wonder if that's a good thing or not."

"I think it's a good thing, now that I've been here awhile." He looked down at her. "You get to really relearn who you are because here, all you have is that. Everything from your life is gone and you're just you."

That got a smile. It wasn't a lesson she'd needed to learn here...but she could hear in his voice that he probably had. "Then it's a very good thing."

"Ah, here we go." She grinned up at him, giving his hand a squeeze. "Hope you're hungry."

"Darlin', I'm always hungry." He grinned and opened the door for her, curious about the place she picked out.

It looked like Lorne had done well, suggesting this place. At least, as far as Jilly was concerned. It was smaller, and not incredibly fancy... but it was nice. Relaxed. There were a few taken tables, but most seemed to be empty. It would be easy to talk, and it seemed comfortable.

Jilly was hoping the food would live up to expectations... but she trusted Lorne. He wouldn't have sent them someplace lackluster. If anything, she was a bit relieved that this was more toned down, rather than the flamboyant flair she tended to associate with the demon.

Lindsey looked around, nodding in approval. "Looks nice, and smells delicious. You did good, darlin'."

"Let's hope it tastes as good as it smells."

She gave him a smile as they were led to a table.

The waiter held out the chair for Jilly, otherwise Lindsey would have himself. So instead he sat across from her and looked at the menu when it was handed to him.

"Since you had painted hair, I'm assuming you found time to paint today?"

"Mmm.. a little bit." Taking her own menu, she'll flip it open, eyes scanning the items there. "I love pencil and paper, but it's nice to get a chance to paint. There's just something about working in color, on a canvas... it's like I can get the thoughts out more clearly."

"Now do you ever just decide to paint by flinging the paint at the canvas and seeing what sticks?"

She laughed. "I can't say I do, usually. At least, not an entire painting."

"I just remember seeing this movie once where the artist would have the whole room covered in drop clothes and she would dip a brush into a paint can and then just swipe the brush across the air and fling the paint onto the canvas."

"I think Sakaki might get upset if I tried that. In the room, anyway."

"Could be something fun to do with the kids when you get the classes going. Though probably not something to do in that space. They'd probably have a ball."

He chuckled and looked over the menu some more.

In her head, there was suddenly the mental image of Yotsuba, covered in paint and flinging it in random directions. It was the kind of thing that was impossible not to giggle over. "You're right. They would. I think I'll have to try it some time." Heaven help them when they were all covered in paint... but that was half the fun, right?

Her eyes focused on her menu and she looked over the entrees for a moment before pausing. "Wow.... they all sound good. Or I'm just hungry. I'm not sure which."

Edited 2010-07-03 18:31 (UTC)