[Event Post]

[whitrthanwhite]

::Sanshi or Sanko, you hear knocking on your door.::

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[3-s33s-what.livejournal.com]

*oh man who's knocking here.

Sanshi opens up the door to stare out. Slightly. Tilting his head in confusion.*

... There... Somethin' y'need, pres?

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

::Holds up what's apparently 2-3 kits of paint for children.::

Uh. Yes?

[3-s33s-what.livejournal.com]

*... he blinks at them blankly, wondering what in the world--*

[prick-in-threes.livejournal.com]

*--pops up from behind Sanshi, smiling*

Hello!

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

...! ::Surprised and hops back a little.:: H-hello.

::Bows to Sanko and hands her the paints.:: I believe you wanted these.

[prick-in-threes.livejournal.com]

Ooh! *she takes the paints, looking up cheerfully*

Thank you! I'll be sure to take real good care of them!

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

... Will those do or do you want something better? ::Taps mouth thoughtfully.::

[prick-in-threes.livejournal.com]

No, these are fine! *she bows happily, and runs off into the room with the paints.*

[3-s33s-what.livejournal.com]

*stays at the door, rubbing his head while looking between Shiroko and Sanko*

This better not lead t' a big mess...

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

... Apologies? ::Rubs her shoulder.::

[3-s33s-what.livejournal.com]

... 'm sure at least she knows t' stay on th' paper. She's ten, not six.

*He seems to be more saying that to himself so you won't get upset*

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

... That's good.

[3-s33s-what.livejournal.com]

Yeah, though... Why'd y'bring 'em f' 'her?

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

... She seemed adorable and I thought she'd like paint.

[3-s33s-what.livejournal.com]

Ooh. Well, guess that's t' th' beholder, then.

*He glances over at her, who is already painting on a piece of paper. On the floor. that better not stain the rug.*

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

... Huh?

[3-s33s-what.livejournal.com]

That y'think that she's "adorable". Though, geeze.

*he rubs his head*

If she wanted t' paint, she just should've said somethin'...

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

... I don't think she entirely trusts you.

[3-s33s-what.livejournal.com]

Why not? *Looks at Shiroko, seriously questioning this*

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

I think I remember you being a bit mean to her from previous postings on the community.

[3-s33s-what.livejournal.com]

'm generally mean t' a lot 'f people, what's y'point?

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

That she might not like you because of it?

[3-s33s-what.livejournal.com]

Considerin' 'ow clingy she acts towards me, I don't think this is 'er dislikin' me.

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

... Alright.

... Do you want something?

[3-s33s-what.livejournal.com]

... Huh? What d'ya mean, pres?

*he leans against the doorway. You can hear Sanko humming cheerfully.*

Y'are th' one who's here, an' all.

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

Do you want something?

[3-s33s-what.livejournal.com]

... Not really? 'm wonderin' if you want somethin', than anythin' else. Since y'still 'ere an' all.

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

::Stifles a yawn.:: Not really. Though... do hope she enjoys the paint.

::She attempts to leave.::

[3-s33s-what.livejournal.com]

Yeah, yeah, 'm sure she will. Go get some sleep, pres.

*makes to close the door*

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

::It's only a minute or two after she's walked down hallways that she realizes he said for her to get sleep.::

... I wonder what he meant...