Board Thread:World-wide RP/@comment-31966106-20170715173058/@comment-26068742-20170716054922

“God damnit my pencil broke!” Yelled out Deucalion, at the moment he was sitting at in the upper hull of the ship, in front of him had been a pencil and paper. As the ship sailed Deucalion had been sketching the view he got to witness as the boat traveled. Around his pad had been color pencils which he used to add in the wonderful color of his master piece, what a lot people didn’t know about this shinobi was he was a wonderful writer and artist.

Whenever his hand met the paper magic always seemed to happen, Rain had an Exceptional memory he could see something for one time and it’ll always be with him. He could draw it a week later in every detail by just seeing it one time, as an artist this came in handy. Because in the center of his picture in the far back he had been drawing his father’s face in the background with the ocean currents. “I love when a good drawing comes together..”

But as the boat rocked so did his sketch but! He was able to curve his hand downwards making his error into more ocean currents but just as he was about to finish the scene a female had stood up messing up his drawing. “Ah come on!” He would’ve launched his colored pencil at Kideme attempting to hit her in the back of the head, if it landed and she turned around he would’ve noticed it was the same girl from the tea house “Oh shit.. Time to lie..” he whispered.

Before she could even complain or say anything Deucalion played the best liar impression he could in his entire life. “My hand slipped when the boat rocked I’m sooo sorry Kideme right?” He asked? He quickly picked up his pencil looking over to  her with a worried expression. “I don;t know what the hell is going on, these boat rocks are crazy I hope I didn’t hurt you..” //Well played..Rain Well played// He hoped it would’ve sparked conversation between the two seeing it’s been like four weeks since they seen each other face to face, last time she saw him he was having chest pains.