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[eat_me_beat_me]

[There's a half finished chalk drawing on the wall of the lobby. The artist, however, seems to have gotten distracted and is currently sprawled on one of the couches drawing in her sketchbook. If anyone should care to peek they'll see that Nora has suddenly taken to room design. She has page after page of room ideas... all of them round.

She sighs, making a face and flipping to the next page, leaning her head back against the arm of the couch and staring at the ceiling. Who knew designing a room would be so HARD?! Idly she dictates a few filters while she thinks]

[KITT]

Hey. Jo told me she hired you to help out at the gallery. I'm Nora. I've been working there for like a year, now. How's it going?

[/KITT]

[Neal Caffrey]

What do you know about drawing rooms?

[/Neal]

[Ino]

I need a break. Wanna get some coffee later and catch up?

[/Ino]

[She pulls out her pack of cigarettes and her lighter, still staring at the ceiling as she lights one. She watches the smoke as it curls upwards, intrigued by the loops and swirls as it drifts towards the ceiling, oblivious to anyone else who may be nearby.]

((ooc: Come bother the artist!))

Comments

[inafadingcrown]

I do not partake myself; it is not a common habit among my people. [She steps back and looks at the wall] Charming.

[eat_me_beat_me]

[She sits up more, stubbing her cigarette out in the nearby ashtray. She's nothing if not considerate, man..... well... to some people, at least.]

Thanks. It just kinda came to me.

[inafadingcrown]

[She is honored to be included in the that "some."] Is there meaning behind it?

[eat_me_beat_me]

[She should be. there aren't many in that some. She shrugs]

Whatever meaning people take from it. That the castle's watching, that we need to watch it... could mean a lot of stuff.

[inafadingcrown]

It is true enough in either case.[And looking at the sketches...] And your new project?

[eat_me_beat_me]

[She nods, grinning] Yeah! [Guess what, Galadriel, you're one of the few people she'll actually tell what she's doing!]

The Doctor asked me to help redesign the inside of his TARDIS?

[inafadingcrown]

[And she understands just how important that really is!]

Truly? That is, indeed, a great honor.

[eat_me_beat_me]

[She nods again] I know. I couldn't believe it when he asked me.

[inafadingcrown]

[And she's leaning down and peering at some of those drawings.] Have you come far in your designs?

[eat_me_beat_me]

I... kind of? [She sighs] I have a lot of ideas but I'm not used to designing a room. The perspective keeps coming out weird.

[inafadingcrown]

Give it time. You will learn.

[eat_me_beat_me]

I'm sure I will. I just want it to be perfect [she smiles]

[inafadingcrown]

He deserves nothing less.

[eat_me_beat_me]

I'm just glad I can do something nice for him like this. He does so much for everyone else, you know?

[inafadingcrown]

I do. He was among the first to welcome me when I arrived and has been a dear friend ever since.