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[stressweets]

WHO: Tsukasa & you
WHERE: A variety of places, both in Recollé and outside of it... (which is just Pesgare) (for a weekend)
WHEN: Throughout the month
WHAT: It's an open post... and a catch-all. All-purpose post.
WARNINGS: None, will add if necessary

do. drawing in the city

[ Due to some recent... developments... Tsukasa's been putting a lot more effort into keeping himself busy, and that chiefly involves getting better at drawing people. Landscapes, flora, all of that? He's perfectly great at, albeit his style errs more on a loose, flighty style of watercolor.

But again. Getting better at drawing people. He can be found at a few of the parks doing studies on people, couples, animals, you... all of that. Looking vaguely frustrated and, at one point, just kind of. flopping back in the grass with the world's loudest groan.

Not that his attempts at it at the square are much better, where he ends up laying on the fountain's edge, looking at the water like he's considering rolling into it.

......Yeah, it really isn't going well. ]

re. drawing out of the city

[ "Maybe I'll have better luck somewhere new," he said, and then went to Pesgare one weekend when he wasn't busy.

Except Tsukasa doesn't handle boats well, so on the way he can be found leaning on the railing and looking more than a little miserable. He prefers these to like, airplanes? Definitely? But... boats... Three hours of this is awful, like at least it isn't walking into heat but Respartum had only been like an hour away...!?

When he's there though, he can be found resting his poor stomach on the side of the road for a bit before he starts sketching again. Those with a keen eye will notice, though, that he ends up drawing the sights more than the people... Pesgare is beautiful, and he needs to practice architecture anyway... ♪ Even if he's supposed to be focusing on people.

He can also be found just around, taking in the sights and... in the marketplace, taking in the smells. And the bakeries. And— look, he likes food, shush. Are you reaching for that last chocolat au pain or other tasty treat too? Tsukasa'll back off with an "Ah, sorry," though he'll look a little put-out at not being able to have it himself. ]

mi. wildcard

[ Nothing catching your interest/we already have plans/you wanna do class stuff (his electives are art and home ec, he's in Art Club)/maybe at work at the riding school and stables/whatever? Go ahead and throw me anything, I'll roll with it! You can also catch me over on plurk at flaired, or on Discord at Bella#4429; I'm quicker to reply to pings though, as a heads up. ]

Comments

[chuusai]

[ Mao listens attentively to Tsukasa's talk about government, he really does, but it's still kind of lost on him. ]

I guess. Nobody wants their leaders to be wrong all the time, that'd destroy their confidence, but that still doesn't seem like the smartest way to spend the money to achieve that.

Mmmm, did you ever read it to them? [ No assumptions here about who but Mao's not immune to curiosity, plus Tsukasa really seems to like talking about this and it's easier than trying to talk politics for sure. ] It's not impossible to hear if you're listening for it, which I'd probably know to do if I knew more about Japanese poetry. "Win-ter's sharp bree-zes, can-not com-pare to the warmth..." [ He's counting on his fingers to prove he gets it. ]

Isn't that close to the way a haiku is structured? [ Haiku, the favored poetic form of every high schooler who has ever had to half-ass a poetry writing assignment. ]

[stressweets]

...I did, but they thought it was for someone else. [ Tsukasa's back to focusing on his art, but it's not be... okay, it's because he's a little embarrassed, but he's mostly still filled with an unsatisfactory upsetness that he shouldn't have.

It isn't Anya's fault at all; if he really wanted to confess, he should have done so. Even if she didn't return his feelings, but then it'd hurt her to turn him down, and that's unforgivable, too... Though— he brightens bit by bit, relaxing as he continues onto his Favorite Subject Ever. ] And nice catch~. It is, but a haiku's only the starting triplet—what sets it apart from tanka is the lack of an ending couplet. Tanka was popularly used for renga—it's a game where you write poems with someone else, like you'll start off your three lines and they'll finish it with two, and so on—and while the final couplet is very, very dependent on the triplet... It isn't the same vice versa.

So some people left off the last two and kept the hokku, the beginning lines, since it could be a stand-alone poem, and the name "haiku" was attributed to it a while later. Haiku wasn't that popular when it first started out though; it only gained popularity via Matsuo Bashou-san's works... ♪ [ He's a fan. ] He really redefined the genre and gave it a fresh start.

[ . . . ]

"An ancient pond, a frog jumps in, the splash of water" is a popular one of his... The syllables match up better in the original language, but I wasn't going to assume you know it or anything.