"Um.... people?" he managed, willing for some of that blood to leave his cheeks and go back to making his brain work again. Nothing doing, though; they remained a vivid purple.
Feeling he should be saying something else, but unable to figure out what, he glanced back to his book, which held the last-mentioned subject on its pages, and held it up so that Johnny could see for himself.
He was only drawing with graphite -- a large pencil of some sort, was all -- on the off-white pages, a thick tome bound in brown leather, nothing that looked store-bought at all, but well-made anyhow, and old. The drawings on the shown page were of others at the party -- of Anant with Dionysus, of the various crowds of natives, of random people from the crowd. He was good; he'd had too much practice not to be. He hadn't drawn Johnny yet, though; he hadn't noticed him prior to being snuck up on like that.
((If you knew how much I torment my characters, you wouldn't apologize. XD This is great. +10 to Awkward!))
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Feeling he should be saying something else, but unable to figure out what, he glanced back to his book, which held the last-mentioned subject on its pages, and held it up so that Johnny could see for himself.
He was only drawing with graphite -- a large pencil of some sort, was all -- on the off-white pages, a thick tome bound in brown leather, nothing that looked store-bought at all, but well-made anyhow, and old. The drawings on the shown page were of others at the party -- of Anant with Dionysus, of the various crowds of natives, of random people from the crowd. He was good; he'd had too much practice not to be. He hadn't drawn Johnny yet, though; he hadn't noticed him prior to being snuck up on like that.
((If you knew how much I torment my characters, you wouldn't apologize. XD This is great. +10 to Awkward!))