Samandriel is broken (ofimagination) wrote in childofeden_rp, @ 2014-03-09 22:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: derek hale, character: samandriel, location: crescent hills preserve, thread: complete, |week: 10, ~date: 09/september 10 |
Who: Samandriel, Derek Hale
When: Tuesday Afternoon, Week 10
Where: Private Property
Why: Samandriel wanted some peace and quiet to draw.
Warnings: TBD
Mitchell seemed reluctant to let Samandriel out of the house without an escort, but the angel needed some time to walk around and consider his place in the world without some bulky person standing over his shoulder. Letting Samandriel out without an escort turned into letting Samandriel out so long as he was able to defend himself with something. It had done him some good to show his Master that he could still move like an acrobat without his Grace.
So with Mitchell's blessing (and instructions to call him or text him a picture every half hour), Samandriel went for a walk. He took several photos of himself on the way, trying to prove to Mitchell that he was doing well and safe. Once he found a quiet place in the middle of the woods to settle down and draw, however, he took a photo of his supplies and position, sending them to his Master along with a text that said he was going to be drawing for a while and he needed to get lost in art properly. He would text again in an hour. Two at the most.
Half that first time came and went for the angel as he filled pages of his sketchbook with drawings of birds and plants and flowers that he could see from where he was tucked up against a very old willow tree, his bare toes dipped into the creek below him. He didn't care that he was muddy. He just cared that he was away from the stress of the city and lost in nature and his craft so much that he could forget for a while that he was lacking anything that made him special.