Marian thought her company was an absolute joy! Marcy hadn't any idea she could feel both like jumping for joy and melting into a puddle of contentment. This was possibly one of the greatest feelings in the whole world. It ranked right up there with the time Lord De Beaumont had hugged her after a particularly bad day at the office. He had whispered he was very proud of her. Compliments from Lord De Beaumont were very rare and so she had known at the time he meant what he said. And while she did not get the feeling compliments were rare from Marian, she did feel as if they were very heartfelt and that was equally as wonderful.
But when Marian agreed to see her work, even suggesting that, perhaps her art could go in her office, energy unlike anything she had felt all day raced through her veins. Marcy quickly shoved two spoonfuls of chili into her mouth before making a scramble for her purse. The Prada bag sat on the table beside her but was quickly pulled down into her lap and shuffled through. The bag being particularly full and unorganized, items were placed on the table as she searched.
A bottle of peach juice was placed on the table as well as her phone charger, a small work tablet, and a black stuffed animal with a white skull face. It was roughly in the shape of a very fat wendigo--obviously meant to be a child's version of The Unholy God. Once it had been moved out of the way, the black worn leather of her travelers notebook was visible and the book quickly retrieved. Everything else was unceremoniously shoved back into her bag.
"Here it is! See, I have one just like Lord De Beaumont! Well, his is brown leather and very old but the premise is the same." Opening her book, four travelers notebook were slipped into the binding. "I have a book for work stuff, ancient languages, temple work, and my personal thoughts. I sorta doodle on the pages."
Turning the book so that it faced Marian, she popped an olive in her mouth and leaned forward to flip through some pages.
Marcy's art style was like if someone had taken the art from the original 101 Dalmations and had opted to make it darker, more traditionally gothic, but just as sketchy and elongated. Her topics, however, were ranged.
On one page of notes from a particularly boring meeting was a tall man in a suit, his skeletol hands coming up to adjust his tie, his head a stag skull with broken antlers.
Another page showed a man in a chair, head leaning back over one arm while his legs draped over the other. His arms were dramatically raised and a word bubble declared him sing/yelling "Yonkers!" The character appeared both effiminent and dramatic.
"That's Mr. Collins." Marcy laughed awkwardly, having forgot she drew that one. "He's obsessed with Hello Dolly."
Still, other pages showed small doodles. One of herself, her empty eyes drawn large and mismatched in circular size with curly hair exaggerated to large proportions. She had drawn herself in long dress, barefoot, and holding a headless teddy bear in one hand.
Another page showed a chibi version of Khaugesus, body fat and black with a skeletol tail and screaming stag head declaring "where's my tea!?"
Yet another page was a complete change of direction, not done at work, as a group of praying mantis sat around a table singing "Tell me more, tell me more, did you bite off his head?"
On another page was a grinning wolf face and, although just a simple character sketch, the emotion was that of an absolute skallywag; a complete likeness of Asim.
"I drew you too though!" Flipping to her book on temple work, her doodles were more refined. Beside words declaring spiritual thought was a version of Cassius more realistic to his godly form and less cartoony. He stretched long and curled along the page, reaching his hand out towards something not drawn. The page next to it was Marian doing the same. She was human in form, hair raised and curling as if she were in water. A Victorian dress covered her form and her hand also reached out. The effect was as if the two were Ying and Yang.
"I'm sorry I don't have much. I haven't known you as long physically so I wasn't sure what you looked like....And I mostly draw at work when I have down time. They're just doodles...nothing too terribly special....I have better ones in my sketchbook at the condo. If you still want me to make something for your office, I promise it will look a lot better than these."