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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"Oi!" Dean said, trying to sound suitably outraged, then stuck his tongue out right back. "Just because I think about paint instead of complicated business things doesn't mean I don't think," he muttered. He knew Seamus was joking though. A consequence of knowing him so long.

Another consequence being that even his best attempts at being subtle were usually as easy as glass to see through. Although he knew the cause so he decided to resist the urge to roll his eyes and actually help Seamus out.

"Yeah, a couple of them, but I still need the fine detail ones, anything tiny really. Detail work drives me mad since mine went kaput. I'm out of a couple of pigments too and I'll need them once I've got more base made. The burnt umber and the... aquamarine, or was it Moroccan green? Oh, and I should get more titanium white, I had to nick some of Braith's last week." He grimaced. She might be a woman of few words but she could say a thousand things with a simple look.

He fancied a few non-paint related things too, but he wasn't quite sure how to bring those up. Subtle he was not.