44th Devotion: Show and Tell

[favoritetraitor]

[Accidental Video/Action for anyone in the apartment]

A four year old Solomon sits on the floor humming and halfway singing a traditional child's song. Scattered around his tiny body are what look like documents of some sort. Some with flow charts, others with what look like images of xray-s and other medical scans surrounded by notes and text. Clutched in his hand however, is a crayon and the camera clearly shows a myriad of markers and other kids art supplies well within grasp.

He apparently has been hard at work.

The little red light of the network device catches his attention, and eyes widening, he gathers together a handful of papers, crawls over to the light and pushes his 'art' at the screen.]

Ooooooooo!!!!!! Pretty red!!! Look! I made pretty too!~



[ooc: Solomon has in effect decimated his months of research, making it highly illegible underneath the art work. But look at how proud he seems! So much for his 'breakthrough' on the City Dead. *shrugs*]

Comments

voice;

[moresake.livejournal.com]

You're supposed to color within the lines.

voice;

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

I colored lines... see? All pretty... a kitty, an a doggie, an flower, an fishies...

Voice

[notexactlyhuman.livejournal.com]

That's going to be interesting to clean up.

Voice

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Aahheeeheee, so funny!

Action

[toobad-sosad.livejournal.com]

[Marishka comes up and smiles as she pets his little head.]

So pretty.

Action

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

MISHKA! MISHKA! Lookie! I drawed ART!!!

[Smiling happily he gazes up at the vampire, waving a drawing around in front of her.]

voice

[redabyssinian.livejournal.com]

Woah. Look at those!

voice

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

I'mma ARTIST! SEEEEEE????

[ooc: and need to run out for a bit. Back to reply to everyone when I get back.]

[deadlyhealing.livejournal.com]

[This is Jezebel facepalming so hard.]

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

[Solomon giggles happily, his tiny feet stepping on the paperwork as he dances in place.]

[masterofpuppets.livejournal.com]

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

A- la la la~
Maman est en haut~
Qui fait du la la...!
Papa est en bas~
Qui fait la lalat~

[He pauses in his little song, reaching down for another marker.]

1/idk

[phdinbones.livejournal.com]

2/3

[phdinbones.livejournal.com]

3/3

[phdinbones.livejournal.com]

You shouldn't color on people's work.

voice;

[alldevouring.livejournal.com]

[Insert giggle here]

voice;

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Look! This is Henri!

[He nods and holds up a picture of a duck to the pretty red glowing light.]

[somekindofsin.livejournal.com]

You have no idea how much trouble you're in.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

I... I'm in trouble?

[His eyes grow wide, tears forming along his long lashes.]

[toobad-sosad.livejournal.com]

He is not. Leave him alone.

[x-hammertime-x.livejournal.com]

Whoa, kid, I think those were kinda important, yeah? Don't think they were for artwork.

...but you look really happy 'bout it!

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Look!!! Colors!

[He holds up a document, the chart barely visible under the thick layer of crayon.]

Fishies!!!

[holymadonna.livejournal.com]

Doctor Solomon?

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

[He stops, turning to stare at the red light once again.]

Ah?

[valentineluke.livejournal.com]

*face palming*

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

[The diminutive form of Solomon disappears briefly below the desk only to reappear a few moments later. Clutched in his hand, he holds a marker which he proceeds to reach out towards the screen in an attempt to color it.]

Black should be red...