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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Dean was humming faintly along to the song he'd just left playing on WWN as he wandered down the corridor to see if heading out for some fresh air would actually wriggle out the vague idea that was nagging at the back of his brain. He'd been picking away at some of the paintings and sketches he'd started after he and Seamus had been to Spain but he knew it was a lot of going through the motions and he hadn't had the heart to work on anything in significant detail.

He was sipping at the mug of tea he was clutching to take with him as he rounded the corner, surprised to see Bryony in the corridor. He smiled softly and said a quiet greeting.

"Hello. Making use of the headless wonder I see!" he joked. He wasn't sure how it would go across, but the dress form was one of those things that sat around to be used but almost never was, and he'd given it the cheeky name in his head some time ago.