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Nalaria nodded. "Night then," she saud before heading to her room.
[[shall we timeskip to morning or have something epic or destructive happen in the middle of the night? XD]] |
Solomon sighed as he entered the small studio near the back of his house. He did not really like to pain much anymore, but something left unfinished drove him nuts. His eyes scanned the half finished scene, a frown slowly forming on his face, "I should just burn it.."
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In the middle of the night, Nalaria woke up. She let out a small yawn and sat up, running her hand through her hair. She blinked a few times, looking around, then stared out the window. She stretched and stood up, tiredly walking out of her room. She sniffed around, catching Solomon's scent, and followed it. After a while of slowly walking and occasional stumbling, she stopped outside of a door. She stared down and the light was on. She blinked and cracked the door open silently, peeking in, seeing that Solomon was working on a painting.
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Solomon had been working diligently on the wintry scene, when he heard something. Knowing it was just Nalaria, he didn't really acknowledge her and continued to add the details to the painting. All he really had to do was to make the shading more uniform through the picture to make it flow better.
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Nalaria stepped in fully and closed the door as quietly as she could. She yawned slightly, then stared at the painting, watching Solomon's brush strokes and all that. "That's really good," She said quietly, her voice cracking slightly in the process since she was tired.
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Solomon tensed slightly, then relaxed, "Thank you...it's not my best. I generally specialize in portraits. I thought I'd try some scenery for once." He smiled, setting his brush and palette down, turning to face her. "Is something wrong Nalaria?"
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Nalaria nodded, listening to what Solomon said. When he turned to her, she shook her head. "Nothing major," She said, "I just woke up suddenly and couldn't get back to sleep. It happens every once in a while..."
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He nodded, "I'm assuming that's the vampire half in you saying you don't need sleep." He was silent for a moment, his eyes looking around the room, "Are you good at standing still?"
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"Perhaps...." She said, "Yet my human half needs sleep." She then blinked a few times at the question. "Yeh... I can," She said, "Why?"
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"I've been needing a model to paint for some time. Like I said, I prefer to draw portraits. Unless, you'd rather sleep. I do not want to deprive you of sleep." He could easily sketch her from memory without flaws, but it felt odd to to him. He walked up to her, looking at her closely, "Perhaps you should try to go back to sleep...you look awfully tired."
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Nalaria nodded, yawning again. "Perhaps tomorrow," She said, "And I am... Yet it will take me a while to get back to sleep."
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"Perhaps I can be of assistance." He gently placed his index finger on her forehead. He quickly examined her sleep cycle, nodding as he noticed that it never reached the stages of deep sleep tonight. "Half vampire...that's the issue." He removed his finger, after altering her sleep pattern of course. He 'rewrote' it to force itself past stage 3 and into the deeper stages of sleep so she could get a good night's rest.
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Nalaria blinked, then nodded. "Uhm... night then..." She said, leaving quietly. After she was back in bed, she literally passed out.
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Throughout the rest of the night Solomon didn't accomplish as much as he had wanted to. More often than not, he found himself pacing through the manor boredly. It was nights like these that made him wish he was still capable of sleep, but even if he were to force himself into sleep, it could have dire repercussions. Not waking up again was one of them. He let out a sigh and sat down in his study, pulling the book off the table and flipping open to where he had left off and began to read.
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[[hrm.... timeskip... =w=]]
Nalaria woke up in the morning, feeling well rested, yet still slightly tired. She always felt like that in the morning, though. She stretched and got out of bed, changing into the clothes she had gotten yesterday. She brushed her hair and yawned, then walked out into the hall. She sniffed around, her Solomons scent had disappeared after a while. She sighed and tried to remember the way to the kitchen. |
[[Sorry..Im alive...just..brain dead..soooo laaammmeee post]]
Solomon sighed a bit, flipping his book closed before heading out of the study and tracking down Nalaria, "Are you lost?" |
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