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Bryony Capper (goodlight) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-10-10 20:38:00

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character: bryony capper, character: dean thomas, status: complete

Artist's Meeting
Who: Dean and Bryony
What: Getting to know the new apprentice
Where: Artist's studio
When: Friday morning
Rating: SFW

Bryony was certain she'd have nothing to contribute to the meeting that morning - she didn't feel it was her place, since she wasn't even officially a part of the show they'd be discussing. Still, Braith had said she should be there and so Bryony was sitting in the kitchen to keep out of the way until things got started.

Partly, she was sitting in the kitchen because that was where she'd left the cupcakes she'd made the night before. After making a batch with her aunt over the weekend, she'd realised it wasn't as difficult as she'd expected. The Friday meeting had seemed the perfect reason to try again, on her own this time. They'd come out well and Bryony had only had one to check they were alright before arranging them on a plate with a preservative charm.

Bryony sat at the kitchen table, the plate of cupcakes at the far opposite corner. She was dieting. Again. Finding out her mother was arranging a ball on her birthday and not inviting her had spurred her to try again. Even though it meant she got to spend her birthday with Marcus, she couldn't help but feel hurt. Her mother hadn't even asked if she would mind. Had she just forgotten about Bryony completely? Given up on her now she had a job and somewhere else to live? Bryony ripped a page with a half-formed sketch of the cakes out of her notebook and balled it up in her fist.

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artistdean
2014-10-22 03:12 pm UTC (link)

He could tell Bryony had picked up on his reluctance to speak about his 'seventh year'. It was blatantly obvious to anyone why he'd not been at school that year. He swallowed, and then took a sip of coffee when he realised he needed something else to lubricate his throat enough to speak. "Yes, it took me a little while to... decide what I wanted precisely." To sort my head out enough to cope with anything, "I interviewed with a few people, Braith was the only one who I came close to clicking with, and she liked my art best too, which was a nice bonus."

He hesitated before shaking his head. "No, I won't, thanks. Although, speaking of," he said, taking a glance at his watch. "We should probably head for the meeting. It was nice talking to you though." It really was. He had a slightly better idea of who she was now, and she might be a bit quiet, but he thought he was going to like her.

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