Sugar Sweet || o, painting

[Vesa M.]

HEY BROTHER!  !
Vesa and Josefiina, 7 and 1., flintlock

h //Oh, sorry if it wasn't clear! Vesa is a male ^^ Must've forgot to place it in his tags hehe-

Little Vesa perked up noticing the first to arrive was a sick male. Worry bubbled up in his chest for a moment before the young boy waved to the elder. He gave a nervous smile to him carefully. Asking the male carefully.  ``Are you here for painting?`` Despite his normal fear for adults being clear, he decided that being sick. Andor most likely won't hurt him. So the Finn talked patiently and friendly as he always did to those he wasn't scared off. A large smile plastered on the young childs face. 

[spoiler= information || 9/27]oh the storm is raging against us now
Vesa and Josefiina, 7 years old and 1 years old,
Vesa is a cis male, while josey is a cis female.
— nicknames;; Josey,
— alliance;; flintlock lodge, civilian

If you're afraid of falling,
Npc x Npc, gen 1, adopted by no one
— status;; ½ of nothing, no crush, sexuality unknown
— pets;; n/a

then don't look down
4'0" (157.48 cm), 68-70 lbs , 10/10 health
2'3" (157.48 cm), 20-23 lbs, 8/10 health
— details;; Vesa is a small curly haired ginger child with a Varity of bandages on him. Both him and his sister are on the slim side due to their lack of steady food sources for a while. Vesa normally wears a large amount of sweaters. Bright green eyes he had taken from his father was clear to see, giving him an almost Irish look to him.

Josefiina is a tiny slim blonde child normally wearing a few of her sun dresses or pajamas, depending on the weather. Josephiina almost always has a small polar bear hat on covering most of her blonde main. Josey was gifted with her mothers sky blue optics. Ex of hat
— current injuries;;.

But we took the step,
— details;; Vesa is quite naïve, though more intelligent most his age. He still has yet to understand much about the world and has many trust issues with males at points. Reminding him too much of something he'd rather forget. He's also over all extremely curious. Almost always being around an older person to bug them with never ending questions.

Josefiina is well a baby, but a very happy child. She loves to draw and might grow up to be quite good at it when she's older. Josey like her brother, it quite distrusting of most adult males. She tends to be very sensitive and cries over the simplest of things.
— strengths;; Vesa: Intelligent, calm, curious, adaptable
— weaknesses;; Vesa: Naïve, either distrusting or overly trusting, impatient, sensitive.

and we took the leap
these are kids in all honesty

and we'll take what comes
all opinions Ic, can power-play peaceful actions, mention when attacking or be ignored


- template made by hootowls
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[eliza]

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darcy, in truth, wasn't arriving for the painting. she'd seen the signs all around, but hadn't bothered to actually read any of them. odds were, she'd have no interest in any of the activities, and she was correct, painting would bore the life out of her. she wasn't an artist, though she had a few women in her family who had always enjoyed that sort of thing. but darcy was a little too direct to see much beauty in expression of the artistic sort.

the ginger haired woman had been on her way to the library to check for a book when she encountered the scene. a very sick anluan, a small boy, and an infant. "sniffling won't do you much good." she'd mumble as she passed the man, a natural resting bitch face upon her features. "you ought to blow your nose." it was a genuine recommendation; she'd been chastised for the act far too often as a child, and chiding the man made her feel like her grandmother. it almost made her tempted to check her reflection for newly appeared wrinkles, though she knew that was silly - she was far too young. or maybe...

pulling her mind from her appearance, the six-foot-three woman peered down at the boy, smiling a little at the sight of ginger curls. he was small, young - she hadn't encountered many boys that small, even younger than the irving boy she'd encountered, and she was pleased to find him a little more tolerable than gilbert. she resisted the urge to bend over, not wanting to seem demeaning. "what's all this?" she'd inquire, english accent harboring that foreign lilt.

[Vesa M.]

HEY BROTHER!  !
Vesa and Josefiina, 7 and 1., flintlock

h Vesa had gotten bored. He was still quite young, and his attention span shown this fact. Though the young Finn loved helping in the bunny farm. The work had grown too similar becoming quite mind numbing for the young ginger. The only moment that brought him some light, was his little sister. Josey. Who was sitting in a play pen happily playing with non-toxic finger paint Vesa had found for her.

This activity had given Vesa an idea. What if he set up a paint time for everyone! The young boy became convinced it might be a lot of fun for his entire group. He smiled skipping to his bag. Sliding out a few palates of water colors. He gathered paper from around the cabin as set it up in the library. Excitedly placing two sheets per each spot. Everyone got a paint brush and every four people would share a palate. The small child posted around the lodge child like posters stating "Painting time in the book room" as vesa had yet to learn how to spell 'library' in English. Vesa once finished, waited for the other to arrive to begin his "painting time". 

[spoiler= information || 9/27]oh the storm is raging against us now
Vesa and Josefiina, 7 years old and 1 years old,
— nicknames;; Josey,
— alliance;; flintlock lodge, civilian

If you're afraid of falling,
Npc x Npc, gen 1, adopted by no one
— status;; ½ of nothing, no crush, sexuality unknown
— pets;; n/a

then don't look down
4'0" (157.48 cm), 68-70 lbs , 10/10 health
2'3" (157.48 cm), 20-23 lbs, 8/10 health
— details;; Vesa is a small curly haired ginger child with a Varity of bandages on him. Both him and his sister are on the slim side due to their lack of steady food sources for a while. Vesa normally wears a large amount of sweaters. Bright green eyes he had taken from his father was clear to see, giving him an almost Irish look to him.

Josefiina is a tiny slim blonde child normally wearing a few of her sun dresses or pajamas, depending on the weather. Josephiina almost always has a small polar bear hat on covering most of her blonde main. Josey was gifted with her mothers sky blue optics. Ex of hat
— current injuries;;.

But we took the step,
— details;; Vesa is quite naïve, though more intelligent most his age. He still has yet to understand much about the world and has many trust issues with males at points. Reminding him too much of something he'd rather forget. He's also over all extremely curious. Almost always being around an older person to bug them with never ending questions.

Josefiina is well a baby, but a very happy child. She loves to draw and might grow up to be quite good at it when she's older. Josey like her brother, it quite distrusting of most adult males. She tends to be very sensitive and cries over the simplest of things.
— strengths;; Vesa: Intelligent, calm, curious, adaptable
— weaknesses;; Vesa: Naïve, either distrusting or overly trusting, impatient, sensitive.

and we took the leap
these are kids in all honesty

and we'll take what comes
all opinions Ic, can power-play peaceful actions, mention when attacking or be ignored


- template made by hootowls
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track for now

[ajdawny]

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The signs posted by the woman had intrigued Andor. He was not much of an artist, he was more of a reader and fixer... but he supposed that it wouldn't do any harm to try his hand at art. Sniffling quietly, he stopped a few feet away from Vesa, not wanting to inflict her with whatever it was he had. Though he was pretty sure that it was not contagious. He had pneumonia. He had gotten it by being a blithering idiot. And he was not going to spend another day doing nothing if he could at all help it.