zubatopia | Salvation Meme!

[Michiru is in her studio, though this time, she's not doing most of the painting. There are a few practice swatches littering the tabletop, but most of the space has been cleared for a piece of blank canvas and a large piece of polished metal with neatly arranged blobs of paint on it for easy access. Lulu is standing on the table, staring at the canvas with great focus. Her roses are a bit more colorful than usual, though she doesn't seem to notice.

Michiru sits nearby, paint arranged neatly next to her as eggbaby burbles happily in her lap and plays with her fingers.

Art, apparently, requires a great deal of concentration.]

Is this a group piece?

[ The woman lounging in the door can't help but notice all the helpers her partner has gathered around her, you see. Gold is here too, carrying a package in his mouth. Bit by bit, he's working his way back into Haruka's good graces by learning ways to actually be helpful.

Today he is a courier. ]

[Michiru smiles over at the both of them, though eggbaby won't notice till they get closer. Lulu looks up in surprise, but won't relax till she sees that Natto isn't there.]

No, it's Lulu's. [Michiru is just here to open tubes of paint, apparently.]

I didn't know talent was contagious. [ Gold carefully picks his way to the easel - despite there not being any impediments on the ground - and sits to wait. Don't slobber on the package, he tells himself. Be helpful. He's concentrating so very hard. It's so difficult not to drop the package and effuse to Lulu how much he likes that picture! Er - what will be a picture someday!

Haruka, however, seems casual as ever, coming up behind Michiru and resting a hand on her shoulder. ] Painter's block?

Edited 2014-12-28 02:02 (UTC)

[Michiru's smiling up at you, and will tilt her head and lean back if you're close enough. Minuet looks up and trills, waving her arms and trying to get closer.]

She wants it to be perfect, though I told her to go with what feels best.

[and Lulu's back to staring at the canvas and imagining broad strokes of bright colors. Maybe? A tightly furled rose arm moves, barely brushing against the canvas as she tries to figure out what it'll look like.]

You're a good teacher. [ Hi, eggbaby. Haruka is going to smile longingly down at your mommy, lowering her head so their faces are almost touching. To distract you, or wait until the artist is well underway.....?

Gold shifts his weight. Patience is hard, and this package is getting heavy. ] Jolhh.

She doesn't need the extra pressure. [not when she's already this set on giving Natto the perfect, aesthetically pleasing gift.

Meanwhile, Michiru reaches up with a hand, palm lightly cupping your cheek. Hello, you.]

[ Hello yourself. That doesn't look comfortable, though. Maybe she should lean in even closer...no, not close enough....and if she's bent this far over she might as well rest her face against something...maybe your face... at the lips...

She's just putting this plan into action when Gold's teeth give out and the package he'd been holding drops to the ground with a thump. ] Jolt!

[ Haruka refuses to move. What is it with Pokémon and timing. ]

[and she's bringing that hand down to cover her smile, even as she giggles at the look on your face. Minuet trills happily in solidarity!

Lulu jumps in surprise!] Rose? [oh! Is Gold okay?]

Eon. [ He's okay, Lulu, just sheepish. He didn't mess up your picture, did he? Or what will someday be your picture?

Haruka remains where she was for a moment longer before exhaling and scooping the package up. The contents aren't damaged, it doesn't feel like. The paper's just a little worn. She clears her throat and offers the package to Michiru (or to Minuet, depending whose adorable hands reach it first). ] These are yours, incidentally.

Selia! [nah, it's still as blank as ever. But would you like to help her choose colors?

Apparently, Lulu doesn't have any misgivings about Gold's ability to help.]

Incidentally, huh? [that's a smile as she reaches for it. As soon as Mommy brings it gets close enough, however, eggbaby decides to lay claim to it with a happy burble.] Sit with me?

Jolt? [ Could he? Gold glances at Haruka, who seems busy settling herself next to Michiru, so he looks at the palette and nudges the green with his nose. You're green, and Natto's green, so....isn't green good? Natto likes those leaves and everything. ] Jolteon?

[ He even has a green nose now.

Haruka has gotten comfortable by this point and seems amused by eggbaby's excitement. There's all that fun paper you could tear off, Minuet. She smiles at baby. ] I doubt that's a good fit....

[ Not like what Natto is making for baby. But she'll keep that a secret for him. ]

[at least Michiru made dang sure to pick the kind of paint marketed towards parents with kids (or Pokemon) who'll eat anything.]

Rose! [you raise a good point, Gold! She'll do a green background, then! It'll be super nature-y and represent....nature or something.

Lulu raises a rose hand and dips that in the green paint before tentatively brushing that on. W-well, so far so good?]

I don't believe she's listening. [Michiru hasn't wasted any time snuggling up to you, though her eyes are still on Minuet as baby finds a nice spot to pull at the colorful paper.] Prii!

Eon! [ That looks really good! Do you need him to help with anything else or should he just sit and watch? If it's okay for him to sit and watch, that is. Gold knows he has a way of messing things up.

Haruka snuggles right back. ] We'll have to compensate for her disappointment.

[ Somehow. Maybe with a nice ride in Vivace's saddlebags while Mommy and Daddy have alone time.

Whatever's in this package is soft on one side but kind of pointy on the other, Minuet. Not enough to hurt, though. ~~Michiru probably owns stilettos already anyway~~. ]

[it takes quite a bit for Lulu to think badly of anyone, so really, Gold's safe. She continues brushing, adding interesting swirling patterns here and there.] Lia? [hey Gold, what color should she pick next?

Minuet manages to tear off a long strip of the paper and chirps in victory as she waves it around! Michiru gives baby a smile as she deftly replaces the package with a plush Rhyhorn.]

...toge! [oh hey, it's her fluffy friend!]

Somehow, I think she'll be just fine. [heh. Should she open this the rest of the way?]

Jolt... [ Gold is glad his imput's helpful! Hmm. What about a nice bright pink? A really reddish one. He can't decide if red or pink flowers are prettier so she could go for both! ] Jolteon!

[ His nose gets dangerously close to the easel, but he catches himself and backs off. He won't mess up this gift. He's really focused on that.

Just like Haruka's focused on that cute baby and her fascinating partner. ] She gets it from you. [ So resilient, and all.

But Michiru is probably best off finishing this unwrap job, yes. There's not much left to it, fortunately: the pair of cloth high-heeled boots can't really be mistaken for much else. These heels are also quiiite high.

Who spent a week on tiptoe for kisses this year....? ]

...Rose! [wow, she likes the way you think! Maybe she can do a few pink swirls now, and then add in red swirls later!

Michiru takes a moment, examing the shoes with a smile when she notices how high the heels are. Huh. These are higher than most of the boots she owns.

She's tracing the edge of the heel with a finger when she stops suddenly and then looks over at you with barely contained amusement. It's definitely danciing in her eyes, though.] Quite an inspired gift, I see.

[ Gold nods along with Lulu's idea, then sits down again to watch. Oh boy. Oh boy. His butt is wiggling with excitement. Drat not having a tail.

Haruka was prepared for commentary on this gift and thus unfurls her smoothest, suavest nonchalant air - with the same inability to mask her eyes. It's a practical gift, thanks ever so. ] Will they fit?

[ They should. She's ~~probably been pack gogoat for a shoe shopping trip before~~ fond of your feet. ]

[Lulu ducks her head in concentration, trying to capture the look of a painting her Trainer was examining a few days prior. It didn't look super hard, but it was colorful!

Michiru smiles, and shifts baby, plush, and baby's strip of wrapping paper over to you. Baby looks around at the movement, and then chirrups up at you, arms wiggling. Hi! She knows you!

And Michiru is leaning over to try on the boots. A moment later, she's getting up and taking a practice ~~sashay~~ stride.]

They do. [paying attention during their shoe expeditions, huh?

...geez, these are pretty tall.]

[ A baby. Just what Haruka always wanted for Salvation. (Hi, kid.) She smirks at Minuet and pats her head before watching that "stride".

Here's a chuckle, and she gets up (baby, plush, paper, and all - her arms have room) to walk over to Michiru and test their heights against each other. How far up do you come on her body? ] How about now?

[ Bodies very close. Baby could probably even reach out and touch Mommy if she wanted. ]

[let's say....4, 5 inch heels. Which really, should negate the 'practical' part of your claim, but still. Michiru smiles and leans in, still tilting her face up towards you a bit.]

Perfect. [aaand that's a kiss. No tip-toeing involved this time.]

[ She did well. Haruka smiles against that kiss, quite pleased with herself.

....But there's a bit of heat creeping onto her face as she realizes they've got the baby between them. Should they really? This much in front of the kid?

She tries to shift Minuet so that the child's at least being held to the side of her body. ]

[there's a questioning chirrup when baby gets moved! Michiru pulls back and glances down when she feels a tug on her shirt where baby had been holding on. And then she's looking at you, endlessly amused.

Lulu hasn't even looked over. The face licking is much too common, apparently.]

[ Gold likes the face licking because the humans always look so happy! (He found out the hard way that he's not allowed to try to lick Trainer's face.) Right now he's more interested in Lulu's painting, though. Look at all that paint!

Haruka just looks back at Michiru, smirking. What? ] One minute.

[ Let's set baby up on the ground nice and comfy. Here's your fun wrapping paper....here's your plush friend. And here are both of Haruka's hands, free to loop around Michiru's waist. ] That's much better.

[ They'll still have to be quick because unsupervised kid, but isn't this much more comfortable? ]

[Lulu takes a step back to assess the painting in its entirety, paint dripping a little onto the cloth tarp her Trainer had spread over the table. Hey, this kinda looks like vines!]

Rose... [but is it better for paintings to look like things or is it bettet for them not to make sense?]

You're quite a risk taker. [Michiru's leaning in for a quick kiss, however.]

Pri?

...Prii! [~~she's free!!~~ hey, what's that shiny thing over there?]

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