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Finnigan's Mod (finnigansmod) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-05-02 14:26:00

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character: adrian pucey, character: alicia spinnet, character: blaise zabini, character: dean thomas, character: dennis creevey, character: dominic chambers, character: eddie carmichael, character: gwenog jones, character: hyperion montgomery, character: melinda bobbin, character: pandora montgomery, character: richard summerby, character: roger davies, character: rose zeller, character: seamus finnigan, character: zacharias smith

Victis Honor
Who: OPEN
What: Victis Honor Fête
Where: Hogsmeade
When: All day Saturday

Scheduled events:

- Duelling Tournament (Noon)
- Tug of War (2pm)
- Pet show (3pm)
- Quidditch and racing broom displays (11am, 1pm, 3.30pm, 5pm)
- Post Owl Trials (4.30pm)
- Fireworks (8pm)

All day events:

- Face painting (& caricatures for Dean)
- Winged horse rides
- Fortune teller

Stalls, shops, businesses etc:

- Games of chance (feel free to invent your own)
- Three Broomsticks beer tent
- Sweet Nothings Cake Stall
- McLaggen Magical Sports
- Gobstones
- Handmade by Astoria (crocheted items)
- Pinky's Ink

I tried to get everything that's been mentioned but prod me if I missed something.

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Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)

openbottle
2015-05-02 08:57 pm UTC (link)

Seamus pouted his lower lip out at Dean, making his best attempt at puppy-dog eyes. "Why're you making me choose?" he asked, when he could keep the expression up no longer. "I know you've been thinking about it since I asked, and you're the artistic one. I'll just say something boring like a lion or Kenmare's colours." He was still just a little bitter over Kenmare being knocked out of the play-offs, especially as they'd had to go and lose to the Chudley fucking Cannons in their last match.

Now that he was close enough to examine Dean's face properly, he was even more impressed than he had been from a distance. "You look brilliant," he said genuinely. If it wouldn't have been a little too much matching, he'd have asked for the same. "Doesn't even look smudged, and you've been out here hours." He reached a hand towards Dean's face, fully expecting to have it slapped away.

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Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)

artistdean
2015-05-02 11:07 pm UTC (link)

Dean tried hard to ignore the look Seamus was giving him, and he honestly could have done, but he sort of didn't want to. Seamus was right, he had been thinking about it what he might like to paint since Seamus asked. If he was brutally honest with himself, and these days he apparently was being, what he wanted to do was spend an hour painting an incredibly intricate half-mask fashioned after something vaguely Venetian, but with colours and many more fine details and outline work, but he knew that if he spent that volume of time he'd be half way to combustion by the time he was done. "Well," he said, scrunching his face up in a frown. "You did say artistic, right?" He sounded tentative. He had a couple of ideas that would look amazing, but one of them would mean a lot of using his hands to make it look right and as much as he really preferred the style because it was one of his absolute favourites (although he rarely used it himself) he didn't think he could handle that right now.

"I have an idea," he said, "And I could do it in Kenmare colours but I reckon you'd end up looking kind of ill," he said, pretending to assess Seamus' face. Not that he needed to. The example he knew was red and blue but he thought maybe a different combination would work better, he did a quick run down in his head and rejected the orange given Seamus' thoughts on the Cannons right now. "How do you feel about purple and green?" he asked, the image starting to form in his mind. He could switch the red for green and the blue for purple. The contour pattern would be striking without meaning he had to get too close for too long.

Dean couldn't help but grin at the compliment, he'd enjoyed hiding his face for the day and had been pleased how it turned out. He only flickered his eyes at the ground in slight embarrassment, feeling his cheeks invisibly heat. "Thanks," he said. When Seamus reached out a hand he pulled his head back, but not far enough that Seamus would actually miss. He couldn't help but smirk and waggle his eyebrows as Seamus' fingers came away clean. "Magic, man. I didn't do it for anyone else, but I needed mine to stick."

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Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)

openbottle
2015-05-03 09:32 am UTC (link)

Seamus's artistic sensibilities stretched about as far as appreciating Dean's work - his eye for what colours went well together vs what colours clashed was probably objectively wrong by Dean's standards. Honestly, his first thought was to mentally check that purple and green weren't the colours of some lesser quidditch team. Purple was for Pride, but they matched it with gold, not green. "I trust you entirely," he said. "If you say purple and green won't make me look ill then I'll go with purple and green."

He grinned back, even as Dean outwitted him with his fancy magic. "That's cheating." Not that he'd really wanted to smudge Dean's handiwork, of course. His touch to Dean's cheek was so light it could probably barely be felt. "Can I talk while we do this?" Seamus asked, scooting his stool a little closer. He was perfectly fine with companionable silence most of the time, but he had a feeling this was going to tickle - and talking would give him something to keep his mind occupied.

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Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)

artistdean
2015-05-03 10:57 am UTC (link)

Dean's stomach flipped a little when Seamus said he trusted him and he firmly told it to shut up because that wasn't new information. Outwardly he just shook his head at Seamus' decided lack of artistic discernment. That wasn't new either. "Right you are," he said, shuffling around his face paints and brushes so that he had the right ones to hand, planning already in his head.

"It's sensible. You have no idea how many tiny hands have poked my face already today," he asserted, trying not to shiver at the light touch. Somehow that was worse than if he'd been poked harder. He thought for a second and nodded. "Sure, I mean not while I'm painting around your mouth, and I want to paint a few guidelines first where you'll need to stay still, but as long as you don't waggle your head or anything you'll be fine," he said. Luckily he'd chosen a design that was mostly comprised of fairly wide areas of painting until he got to shading and the tricky bits near the end. "I'm covering your face, just so you know," he said. Although Merlin only knew why he couldn't have decided on something small and simple.

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Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)

openbottle
2015-05-03 11:18 am UTC (link)

Seamus pouted again, though it quickly turned into a smile. "So I'm not even original?" he complained, quietly amused that this was the second time Dean had basically compared him to a kid today. His reaction to Victis Honor day was pretty much to put as much of a cheerful face on it as he could, and if that meant he had to be a big kid then so be it.

"If I start randomly waggling my head around tell me, and I'll try to stop," he teased, deliberately doing a little wiggle for effect before stopping to hold still. It didn't last long - he nodded to confirm he was okay with Dean covering his face. "Will you give me your super special smudge-proof magic too?" he asked. "I'm working tonight, and drunk people might want to touch my face." Or, more likely, Seamus would forget about the paint and wipe his own face, ruining Dean's handiwork.

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Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)

artistdean
2015-05-03 02:56 pm UTC (link)

"'Course you are. They wanted to touch the pretty bird, you just wanted to mess it up!" he joked, grinning. He was thankful that the booth wasn't set up to face the castle, he wasn't sure how he'd have coped if he could see it every time he looked up. Instead the booth was side-on and he'd managed to angle himself so that he would mostly have to make the effort to look up at it. He could go and do that later, pay his respects for now painting faces was a welcome distraction.

He nodded, nudging Seamus with his foot to stop his dancing about. "Sure, I can do that, I'll just poke you," he confirmed. He shrugged at the request for the paint to be fixed. "Sure, although I'll have to teach you the counter-spell, regular finite doesn't work. You could always take it off before work, but you'll probably just forget," he said.

"Okay, I'm ready to go," he said, arming himself with a small brush and some grey paint he'd just thinned down to draw on some quick guides for himself to the major sections. Mostly it was about sectioning off the major contours of Seamus' face and giving himself enough room to put in the different colours. "Stay still for this first bit?" he asked, waiting for Seamus to confirm before setting to work. He could easily imagine the appropriate light source and sectioned off around one side of Seamus' nose and the wider expanse of his forehead, working quickly, frowning as he concentrated around the less regular shapes around his mouth. He worked inwards, the smaller sections slightly trickier as he followed the shapes of Seamus' familiar face. He'd need to do some adjusting probably once he was filling the colour in but it didn't take him long to manage some approximate widths of bands, concentrating hard. As ever he absently licked and bit at his lip as he worked, not bothering to hum as the chatter all around them washed over him.

"Okay, you can move again," he said sitting back slightly to grab the first colour: a mid green.

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Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)

openbottle
2015-05-05 08:48 pm UTC (link)

"I didn't want to mess it up!" Seamus objected, his eyebrows lifting in surprise and exaggerated eyebrows. "Well, not really. I knew you wouldn't let me. I hadn't thought about the kids, though." Dean could hardly spend all day slapping their hands away from his face - he'd get in trouble with the parents, if nothing else. He turned his head a little to watch the kids and their parents walking past the booth. It was a good idea to lure the younger generation in with face painting and horse rides and sweets - it made it harder for the Saturday to turn into the same sombre event as Sunday. The Ministry had always tried to create a divide - celebration and commemoration, two sides of the same coin. This year was the first year they really seemed to have managed it.

Seamus turned back to Dean as he started to load up his brush and tried very very hard to stay still. He mostly managed it, except that his eyes continued to move side to side as he glanced around the booth, examining Dean's paints and the open book of reference pictures, and Dean's hands which looked weirdly proportioned so close to his face. "I don't want to take it off before work," he said, when Dean had moved on from painting around his mouth. The paint felt a little weird on his skin and Seamus folded his hands in his lap to keep from rubbing at it.

When Dean said he could move, Seamus just blinked a couple of times and nodded that he was okay to continue. "They've got a fortune teller this year," he said, not sure how much of the festivities Dean had managed to get out and see. "A real seer, apparently."

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Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)

artistdean
2015-05-05 09:46 pm UTC (link)

Dean gave Seamus a look which showed exactly how much he believed that Seamus had good intentions for his own face paint and shrugged about the kids comment. That suggestion had actually been Braith's if truth be told. Given the woman had an assortment of family and friends of that age who adored her he wasn't too surprised she'd had a suggestion to give.

Thankfully Seamus' eyes weren't too distracting as he concentrated on his skin apart from when he went a bit cross-eyed trying to look at the brush bisecting his nose. That tugged a brief smile onto Dean's face. Seamus saw him work from time to time, or just idly doodling, but it wasn't usually quite so up close and personal.

He hummed in agreement. "Yeah, I saw the tent," he said, starting to paint the outer part of Seamus' face. "Didn't go in. I mean, I know it's real and stuff, but Trelawney..." he said trailing off with a shrug. The experience of Divination classes had pretty much put him off the area full stop. "I got a cake from Melinda earlier though."

He was trying not to get the paint quite into Seamus' hairline, especially when he planned to add black at the edge too, but he frowned a couple of times when his paintbrush inched slightly closer than intended. "You're gonna have to wash your hair too," he said, "to get it all off."

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Re: Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)

openbottle
2015-05-07 09:15 am UTC (link)

Seamus watched with interest as the brush swept up and down his nose - only stopping when he noticed Dean smiling. He grinned back and tried hard to resist the impulse to wrinkle his nose. He twisted the inlay of his thumb ring around instead, first one way and then another.

It was hard not to nod in response to Dean's comments - but Seamus managed to keep his head still. "I did! She was much more impressive than Trelawney, all dim lit with candles and a deck of fancy cards." She hadn't actually done anything with the cards, beyond shuffling them, occasionally spreading them out on the table in a fan arrangement. Seamus had quite fancied them. His own decks of cards were painfully normal-looking, and he hadn't got into chocolate frog cards in any big way so these were definitely cooler. "She's going to send a proper fortune on Tuesday, but she talked about walking in a forest and something about not walking alone..." Seamus shrugged. It had all been pretty vague, but Seamus had never really felt he walked alone anyway - he had Dean and Susan and all his other friends by his side.

"I think I can cope with the hardship of washing my hair," Seamus replied, briefly sticking his tongue out in Dean's direction. "I do actually shower most days, I'll have you know."

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Re: Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)

artistdean
2015-05-07 04:38 pm UTC (link)

Dean listened as Seamus chattered as he painted, a faintly pleased expression on his face as he concentrated. He had to admit that although he'd done Divination OWL he had mostly played into Trelawney's flair for the dramatic and what he'd learned from the books. "Well, that sounds positive," he said faintly, partly disappointed but mostly concentrating. At least it sounded like Seamus had some happiness in his future.

"Not accusing you of anything, just saying. I mean Jess would kill me if I tried to do this to her hair, but you'll be fine," he said setting down the green. Now was not the time to think about Seamus in the shower. He'd need the green back for some of the bits around the eyes and lips later but for now he could switch to purple. He had a couple of options for the purple, but one of them worked better with the green and he shuffled it closer, cleaning his brush thoroughly before starting again, working inwards.

"Anything else fun about?" he asked. It was easier for Seamus to talk than him while he was concentrating and he'd not wandered very well as yet.

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Re: Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)

openbottle
2015-05-19 08:34 am UTC (link)

"Well, she was hardly going to pull a Trelawney and go on about all the horrible ways I'm going to die, was she?" he asked, making a disgusted face. Divination had seemed hilarious, at the time, though Seamus had been a little creeped out by the idea of the Grim — it was too much like a Banshee for his liking. Looking back on it, making those prophecies to the classmates of Harry fucking Potter seemed like either cruelty or recklessness. Or just stupidity. Never put down to malice what can be explained by stupidity, after all. "Not today. I assume she's here to make some money, and advertise her business." Even though the signs outside had heavily advertised her as a 'true Seer' Seamus knew enough to know that even true Seers only made real prophecies every once in a while.

Seamus continued to try to watch the brush as it proceeded across his skin, rolling his eyes up to see where Dean was dabbing paint up against his hairline. It was actually getting tiring and after a while he gave up and closed his eyes. "''M not a girl," he said, as if that explained his lack of concern. His mouth quirked up at one corner. "Had worse things than paint in my hair, anyway."

He could hear Dean moving things about, but he didn't open his eyes. The sun was slanting past the top of the booth and falling across the top of his head, warming his skin. It was nice, and the light a vivid orange through his eyelids. His eyelashes fluttered a little against his cheeks but he kept otherwise still. "The flying horses are pretty cool, if you're into that kind of thing, and the Quidditch players are doing some flying demonstrations. Melinda's got her cake stall like usual - go by later and she'll force feed you something."

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Re: Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)

artistdean
2015-05-19 05:38 pm UTC (link)

"No, probably not," he agreed. "Trelawney was excessively interested in doom and gloom, but most people don't want to think that way." He was very much against the general doom and gloom of her style of predictions. "Well, yes, money and advertising in one easy package. It's kind of what we're doing here too," he said. It was true too. All of them had cards on the table to hand out to interested parties. Not that the face paints they were doing necessarily advertised their usual styles all that well.

Dean chuckled and shook his head. "Yeah, I'm very much aware you're not a girl," he said with a smirk, which wiped away after a second or two when he realised just what he'd said. Then of course he realised what Seamus had said and his cheeks felt faintly warm, thankfully doubly invisible today. He manfully decided not to comment more than raising his eyebrows pointedly. "It's more that black girls and hair have a relationship I don't want to touch. I mean black guys too, but for me I have less of an issue," he said, patting his short fuzz of hair and getting a little paint in there in the process. Not that that was anything new.

"Oh, I should go check out the flying later. Although I admit I already found the cakes," he said, moving carefully through painting the next round of colour. He was biting his lip slightly as he concentrated on the edges of the purple, not letting it smudge into the green. He was smiling faintly too though, Seamus' face so close and he wasn't looking.

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Re: Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)

openbottle
2015-05-24 11:08 am UTC (link)

Seamus shrugged. "It's not really the same," he objected. He'd thought the fortune telling would be a bit of fun, and it had, but he didn't trust it at all. "It's not in your business interests to lie to people." Which was exactly what the Seer was probably doing. Statistically, she would see people today that were about to lose loved ones, or suffer illnesses, or go through financial troubles. Seamus would bet a hefty sum that even if she saw any of that, she wouldn't say so. It didn't really bother him - but the implication that Dean was doing anything similar did, and just wasn't true.

When Dean smirked, Seamus smirked right back. "Yes, well, I haven't exactly done much to keep it a secret." It wasn't that Seamus was an exhibitionist, but over nearly a decade and a half of friendship Dean had walked in on him more than enough times to confirm one way or the other. His smile only widened as Dean smeared purple paint through his hair. It didn't clash horribly with his face, but it didn't exactly add to the look either. He tried - too late - to swat Dean's hand away. "Careful. If you're going to paint your hair it should at least be the right colour."

Seamus usually loved watching Dean work, not that he ever said so aloud, but he normally focused on Dean's hands. With them so close to his face, he couldn't really do that without going cross-eyed, so he was left to watch the look of absolute concentration on Dean's face. His smile softened a little, but didn't disappear. He felt a stupid warm glow of pride and happiness that he was giving Dean something not-unpleasant to focus on in the midst of the celebrations, and that it seemed to be working. "When do you get a break, anyway?" he asked. "I'll stick around and we can go check out the flying together."

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Re: Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)

artistdean
2015-05-24 11:58 am UTC (link)

Dean shrugged right back. "Maybe not, but the true seer thing might mean at least something in the right general direction. I don't know," he said, hand waving slightly in dismissal. "Although a little strategic lying with portraits doesn't always go against my ethics," he said, smirking. Mostly nothing major, a little bit of showing the best self never did any harm.

"No, no you haven't," he said, deeply amused. It wasn't generally intentional, but naked Seamus had been a semi-regular feature of his life since age eleven. It's just that more recently the idea had been increasingly appealing to him with certain memories playing across his mind. He waved the hand away. "Eh, it's nothing new," he said. His paint splatters rarely matched what he was wearing, never mind the fact he'd painted his face today.

Dean was thankful Seamus had waited until his brush wasn't actually on his face to speak, at least for the pure surprise of it. "Oh, er, we're only doing an hour or so at a time, so probably not long." He had got a wrist watch with him but he'd taken it off some time ago. He certainly didn't want to have his rarely used pocketwatch covered in paint and that never came near the studio or any other wet paint if he could help it. He smiled and painted a bit more, switching to the third colour seamlessly.

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Re: Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)

openbottle
2015-05-26 12:01 pm UTC (link)

Seamus kept up a steady stream of chatter as Dean concentrated on painting his face. It was mostly rubbish, the tiny little details of his life that no one else could really care about, and only Dean would let him ramble on freely. It was one of the things he liked about their friendship, that he didn't always have to put his best, most interesting, foot forward. He could talk about different varieties of ale, and how having two nearly identical varieties of top-shelf whiskey seemed stupid to him but he had at least one customer for each who'd regularly come in and order a glass - and who staunchly refused to switch to what they considered an inferior brand.

For most of the time, there wasn't much of a queue behind them but as the sun rose higher, more and more people seemed to be about in general. "You nearly done?" he asked, when he noticed Dean sitting back and looking speculatively at his face. The urge to reach up and touch the paint drying on his skin was immense, but Seamus kept his hands resolutely in his lap, spinning the inlay of his ring with quick little strokes.

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Re: Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)

artistdean
2015-05-26 06:13 pm UTC (link)

Dean kept half an ear out as Seamus chattered away, he probably wouldn't be able to recall all of the details of what had been said but he'd have a decent idea of most of it. He got a bit too absorbed in his work to have a proper conversation when he worked, but thankfully Seamus was well aware of that. It was also the reason he didn't often have much idea of what had been on the news even when he'd had WWN on all day.

He was trying to work out if there were any more details he needed to touch up when Seamus asked him if he was almost done. "Pretty much. Close your eyes and shut your mouth for a sec?" he asked, wanting to get the full effect as he checked out the shading for niggly details. When Seamus complied he squinted carefully at his work, leaning in to edge a couple of the details in and use a fuzzier brush to add in a bit of smudge of mid-purple on one of the lighter sections as a shadow. Finally he leaned back, satisfied and slowly a smile spread across his face. Merlin he was glad Seamus had let him do this, and that he couldn't see the probably slightly silly smile on his face right now. He schooled his face slightly more normal grin before speaking. "You want to look before I fix it?" he asked.

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Re: Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)

openbottle
2015-05-29 04:21 pm UTC (link)

Obligingly, Seamus closed his eyes and lips, feeling oddly on display. It was no worse than when Dean tried to sketch him, and Seamus had eventually gotten used to that. Well, he'd gotten used to it when he was fully clothed, anyway. Dean had never spent this long painting directly on Seamus's skin before, and it was a slightly strange sensation - but when Seamus opened his eyes again Dean was grinning at him.

"Well, you look satisfied with it," Seamus said, relieved. Dean's judgement was ten times better than his - but he wanted to look anyway. "Gimme a mirror?"

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	Re: Face Painting (Dean & Seamus) artistdean 2015-05-29 05:11 pm UTC (link)
	"Yup, but you've got no idea what I was aiming at. I'm just hoping you don't hate it," he said, obligingly handing over the mirror. He looked on slightly anxiously at Seamus examined his now purple and green contoured face. He pulled his wand out, ready to spell Seamus' face to stop it rubbing off again before he wanted it to. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

Re: Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)

openbottle
2015-06-02 01:52 pm UTC (link)

Seamus reached eagerly for the mirror, tipping it up so he wouldn't have to look down quite so much to look into it. "Oh, wow," he said, reaching his other hand up to touch and then snatching it down again. "It looks amazing."

He really hadn't had any idea what to expect - and he'd probably have said he loved it, even if he didn't - but it really did look cool. "I look like art." Which, despite the sketching, was not something Seamus was used to feeling about himself. "I'm going to have to hang around so people can see it. And I want a photo!" His mind was suddenly spinning a mile a minute, and he was spinning the ring on his thumb back and forth to quell the urge to touch. "You should sign it, or something. So people know who did it." Or just because it would be cool...

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Re: Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)

artistdean
2015-06-02 04:55 pm UTC (link)

The smile that spread across Dean's face when he could tell Seamus clearly loved it was huge and he also released a slightly relieved breath. "Thanks," he said, understanding the compliment for what it was. He was about to slap Seamus' hand away from his face when he apparently remembered not to actually touch it.

It was a bit odd looking at Seamus with his face covered in paint, but since he almost always thought Seamus looked good the whole 'I look like art' thing wasn't all that new to him. He saw the point though. The enthusiasm though was gratifying, it was certainly more work than he'd put in to most of the other face painting he'd done. "I'm not singing your bloody face, you can tell anyone who asks," he said, shaking his head. The fact that Seamus wanted him to sign his face was sort of, well it was fuelling a vaguely possessive feeling he didn't want to examine. Writing Property of Dean Thomas across Seamus was never really going to be an ambition of his, temptation or not.

"Now hold still and I'll charm it," he said brandishing his wand. It took only a matter of seconds to circle the painted area and aim the spell at Seamus' forehead. In the few seconds it was going to dissipate from tingling to feeling normal again he put his wand away again. He looked up and saw one of Braith's friends had apparently just arrived for his shift and Dean lifted a hand in greeting.

"Looks like if you give me a minute to tidy up, and for you to cough up your cash I can take a break," he said.

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openbottle
2015-06-04 11:39 am UTC (link)

Dean's grin just made Seamus smile brighter, the occasion almost forgotten for a few moments. "Spoilsport," he muttered when Dean refused to sign his face. It would have made it even cooler - walking around wearing/being a signed piece of 'Dean Thomas' work. But it was pretty cool even without that, and Seamus had enough signed works at home that he wasn't genuinely upset.

"Right," he said, standing so he could search through his pockets. "Payment." He made sure Dean wasn't watching, too busy with his tidying up, as he pushed a little more than was technically owed across the table. The pieces Dean sold at shows were often out of Seamus's personal budget, no matter how much he liked them, and he felt bad that he couldn't be more supportive financially. If he'd had the money he'd have bought at least as much of Dean's work as Susan - and probably commissioned a few things too. Sadly, he just didn't so he tried to make it up where he could. "No arguments," he said, knowing Dean would count it and try to give him change. "Come on, hurry up tidying and let's go."

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artistdean
2015-06-04 05:01 pm UTC (link)

Despite Seamus' enthusiasm about his face being signed Dean didn't bother adding it in. It seemed odd for such a temporary piece of art to be signed, no matter how proud of it he was. "I might do it and take a picture later for my portfolio," he said, suddenly settling upon the idea and not wanting to forget what Seamus looked like.

He shuffled around the pots of paint into an less cluttered order and set about cleaning the various brushes out in first water and then the sealed jar of potion hidden under the table everyone was using between sessions. It was the quickest and easiest way to make sure each artist could use whichever brushes they wanted for whichever paints. Yes, they had brought their own brushes, but mostly they were marked somehow and everyone was sharing a bit. He brought his head up at the admonition from Seamus, glanced at the money he'd put down and gave Seamus a look which was supposed to be mildly admonishing, but possibly was slightly ruined by his current phoenix-painted face and the fact he appreciated the gesture. He did one last visual sweep and nodded. "Right, Mr. Walking Artwork, I'm good to go," he said with a grin, jumping to his feet.

"Sorry folks, my turn is over. Barnabas here is taking over," he said, as they wandered past the shortish queue of people waiting for their faces to be painted.

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