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[photographice]

Type: Text
Sender ID: photographice (March 7th)
To: Public
Subject: Miss Dorina Gray
Warnings: Probably nothing? Will update if that changes


So I heard about this Dorina Gray lady who can paint your soul or something.

I'm curious: did anyone go and get painted by her? What was it like? Was she nice? Do you think she'd be able to help uncover some deep memories, or is it just a "you're a good or a bad person" kind of thing?

Comments

[photographice]

[For all of the ways in which March can be dense, she's emotionally intelligent enough to pick up that this makes Kaveh feel deeply uncomfortable. It's a testament to Miss Gray's skill and authenticity that she's managed to throw him off (really, what was that one guy's issue with her painting?)... but it's also a sign that she should step in and get them out the door.

Later, she can give him a hug and buy him a juice or something to help cheer him up.]

Yeah, you did a great job with everything. Are you sure you don't want us to pay you or anything?

["No, no payment is necessary. Meeting you and getting to paint you was reward enough. Please, take the paintings with you."]

Got it, and thanks again. I'll carry both of them so you can handle the doors. How's that sound, Mr. Kaveh?

[aka: I'll hold yours so you don't have to look at it for a bit]

[empyrean_mirror]

That's-- [He balks at the idea of making her carry anything, but...he hears what she's offering.]

That's...yes. Thank you, Miss March, Miss Gray.

[Right. Time to open the door because he really needs out of here and maybe booze.]

[photographice]

[March dutifully follows him out of the house and onto the street. It's not until they've put some distance between them and Miss Gray that she speaks up again.]

Are you okay?

[He's obviously not.]

You can talk to me about it if you want.

[empyrean_mirror]

Ahaha...I'll be fine.

[He even smiles. See? Totally emotionally okay right now.]

It's just...a lot of stuff I wasn't expecting to come up today.

[photographice]

If you say so...

[Yeah, March isn't buying it. But she's also not going to pry. For now.]

What do you want to do now?

[empyrean_mirror]

...I feel as though we should put these down but...

[he trails off. He wants a drink but it's noon and he can hear tighnari in his head.]

I don't suppose you enjoy coffee?

[photographice]

I do!

[Generally the fancy, space-instagram-worthy lattes, but it's still coffee!]

Why don't we get some and not worry about these paintings for awhile?

[empyrean_mirror]

[smh smh you don't even grind your own beans march?]

Sounds good. I've seen a couple places, but do you have a favorite?