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AU prompts: Highschool or fantasy XD

It had taken weeks, days and hours. But finally the Venetian styled mural was finished at last. The artist, Eas, took a step back from his masterpiece with a large grin. “Perfect.” he murmured to himself with a nod, wiping a hand across his brow. It left behind a giant blue smear of paint that went un-noticed.

“The boats are too fat.”

Eas’ ears twitched at the comment, he turned with a small frown to face the source of the voice. The frown slowly slid into an expression of confusion at the sight before him. A taller boy with a smirk and bright red, gold embroidered mask stood there, arms crossed over his chest as he returned Eas’ gaze evenly. Eas shook himself a little before finding the ability to respond. “What?”

The masked boy rolled his eyes and pointed at the mural. “The gondolas. You make them too fat, how are they supposed to glide past each other along the canal? They cannot! You make them so fat they shall scrape each other’s paint off.” He waved a hand at the picture. “You must fix this. It’s indecent.”

Getting over his initial surprise, Eas snorted at the other’s comment. “Well since you are such a genius why don’t you paint it? I’ve never been to Venice or seen a…gondorla -whatever. I thought it was good….and WHY are you wearing a MASK?” he asked exasperatedly. The other boy seemed to puff up importantly at the latter question. “It is a Venetian mask of fine quality, thank you. And it is called a gondola -“

“Yeah yeah yeah. Alright so show me how I should paint this then Masked Being of Critiques.” Eas interrupted, gesturing to the mural. He bent back down and cast the other a ‘go on’ look, ready to paint. The masked boy was taken aback at first before recovering quickly with a gem of a smile. “Yes, I teach you then. You will be much better, I know this.”

The two spent the rest of the day bantering, quibbling over details and laughing as the little special pieces were added to the mural. Bringing the once stone cold wall alive with the life and colors of Venice.

#drabble prompt #messercarnevale

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2: a passion filled kiss

Muse turned an extreme shade of red, and motioned for Casanova to come a bit closer to her. Once he was, she gently pulled his mask up enough to expose his mouth, and gave him a deep kiss. She gave him another, slipping her tongue over his bottom lip, and finished with a light nip. She then let him go, and put his mask down for him.

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Pfft. Sterling was like "Did he mean human skin!?" Hahaha))

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[Text] You really should come to my shop one of these days, so I can show you how Italians do it better.[Text 2] I was talking about art of course: a new form of art, on new type of canvas. I was thinking of using skin. Oh, and I bought some new brushes as soft as silk. Do you want to try them?

[Text] Oh I would love to! But wait did you say.. skin? [/Text]

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