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favoritetraitor) wrote2009-06-13 12:47 pm
favoritetraitor) wrote2009-06-13 12:47 pm
44th Devotion: Show and Tell
[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*]
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*]
Voice;
Time for your nap, young man... [He repeats his mother's words that he's heard a million times.]
Sleepy time. I'll sing a lullabye an' you close your eyes...
Dansons la capu~
Y'a pas de pain chez nous~
Y'en a chez la voisi~
Mais ce n'est pas pour nous~
You!~
Voice;