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Gaz Membrane will destroy you. ([info]gameslave2) wrote in [info]valarlogs,
@ 2013-03-05 00:23:00

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Entry tags:gaz membrane, grantaire

Who: Gaz and Grand R.
What: Painting. Drinking. You know. Broody artists doing broody artist stuff.
When: Monday night.
Where: Gaz's apartment.
Rating: TBD. Will update as needed.
Status: In Progress.



After Zach had found her strung out and fucked up, Gaz had slept for about twenty hours. She'd woken up, painted her walls white again, and then gone out to see Logan. Then she'd returned home and slept more. She'd woken up, gone to class, come home, done her homework, made someone cry while playing COD online, and then gotten a text from R.

He was cute, so she figured she should at least pretend to get dressed up. It'd help her pretend that Logan wasn't fucking nice to her. So after picking out a short skirt, some cute stripey stockings, and a cutoff Skeletonwitch t-shirt, Gaz waited for his arrival by putting sheets over her bed and electronics.



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[info]gameslave2
2013-03-19 06:04 am UTC (link)
"Well. I'd been working on it for ... this whole semester, so a few months. Someone saw it, and I didn't plan on how that would change my whole work, so I just scrapped it and started over."

She went over to the kitchen, grabbed another bottle of wine and a large kitchen knife. Expertly, she broke the seal and then stabbed the cork, tugging it out. Clearly, she'd done this before. Taking a generous swig, she walked up to him. "Where are you going to start? Pick your wall."

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[info]grand_r
2013-03-25 06:53 am UTC (link)
"Something just for yourself? I get that. I understand that very well, actually." Grantaire thought about the huge painting in his living room that no one was supposed to see, but then all of his closest friends walked in on it. And the sketchbook full of scenes from memories. Private things... violated by another's eyes on it.

The trick with the knife was nice, and Grantaire chuckled softly in approval. To the question, he raised an eyebrow.

"It's your personal space, and you want another artist to help with the walls? Do you have any direction for me? Theme or colours or whatnot?"

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