[Is the distant reply. There's the sound of a lot of things being tossed around, and then Minako comes hurrying back. She throws herself into the corner of the couch and starts furiously sketching her friend.]
[As promised, Lucy held very still and in the exact same posture as she had been. Her eyes still tracked Minako as she zipped back to the couch, and a vector scratched at her nose. She knew what that sketchbook meant, even before she saw it.]
Are you drawing my arm? I'll need to stretch it soon. [Lucy said, keeping her mouth's movement to a minimum.]
[And Lucy did so! Straightening and curling her fingers, scratching her cheek with a vector, keeping her movements small so her hair wasn't dislodged too much. Minako seemed to like drawing that.]
No no, you're perfect! I like how it adds to the scene. You already had such a cute look on your face, but the pajamas softens the sketch even more.
[She starts to add in some details to the sketch. Lucy has modeled for her so many times that it's almost second nature to be able to fill in some of the details of her face even without the woman sitting there as a 1:1 reference.]
[Lucy chuckled softly, and scooted a bit closer to Minako. She didn't look directly at what her friend was doing, since staring over her shoulder while she was drawing seemed rude. But being a couch-cushion's distance away seemed excessive. Maybe closer.]
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[Minako opens both eyes now, lips parting to answer-- but then she stops and stares at Lucy a bit, abruptly standing up and zipping to her 'room'.]
Stay there one sec.
[It's her "you're in a perfect pose right now and I need to get my sketchbook" voice.]
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[Lucy froze more or less in the middle of what she was doing, blinking slowly when Minako suddenly got up like that. Was something wrong after all?
But then Minako answered, and while Lucy still had her arm up to touch a shoulder that wasn't there anymore her own shoulders relaxed some.]
I'm still here.
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[Is the distant reply. There's the sound of a lot of things being tossed around, and then Minako comes hurrying back. She throws herself into the corner of the couch and starts furiously sketching her friend.]
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Are you drawing my arm? I'll need to stretch it soon. [Lucy said, keeping her mouth's movement to a minimum.]
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I'm drawing all of you. But... [Give her like. Fifteen more seconds.] There, I've done a rough sketch. You can stretch now.
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What are you drawing me in this time?
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I could put on something else.
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[She starts to add in some details to the sketch. Lucy has modeled for her so many times that it's almost second nature to be able to fill in some of the details of her face even without the woman sitting there as a 1:1 reference.]
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[Lucy chuckled softly, and scooted a bit closer to Minako. She didn't look directly at what her friend was doing, since staring over her shoulder while she was drawing seemed rude. But being a couch-cushion's distance away seemed excessive. Maybe closer.]
Let me know if you want to draw something else.