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Omori is so invested in her painting, and Merabelle is being so subtle with her helping less and less, she doesn't really notice she's not being guided. She adds a bit more green, and then some blue, and then a bit of white, and a touch of yellow... and after about half an hour, the painting is done- the four lilies she grew, outside in the snow. It's a little wonky in places, what with this being her first real attempt at painting anything, but the image is still clear enough to be understood.

"Fascinating... My darlings will love this, I'm certain of it." She says, looking back at a few of her recent, more monstrous designs. "Maybe we can make something entirely new with it, as well..." She muses, chuckling a bit.

 Merabelle smiles wider than even she was before, taking the canvas off of the board, putting it on the wall of the cave to try without interference "That was amazin', and just in time fer the food ta be finished. I want ya ta know ya did that all on yer own, yer a natural talent." She pats their back before handing them a bowl of what they made along with a spoon.

 "Took a little difficulty to get all of it for you, especially all in one night, I may be dying, but I assume you find it good enough." He pulls his shirt back down, wobbling back up to standing, leaning his back against the desk "I've done a lot of research on the old blood, and would be happy to provide insights."

Omori looks up at the painting with a similar sense of pride, though she seems a little confused at that last part. "Wait, but I thought you were guiding me the whole time..?" She asks, taking the offered bowl of stew.

"Oh, definitely. This will do wonderfully..." She says, before just now processing that he does, in fact, have a grievous wound. "Oh, wait, you're hurt! Let me find something to help with that." She moves to another part of the warehouse for a moment, coming back with a simple kit of bandages and gauze wrap and offering them to him.

*I'm back, taking a break from an infuriating math assignment so I don't hit myself over rage at my own stupidity. Anyway does anyone want to rp?*

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 *Thank you very much... Hmmm... I think I'll just do Grays for now.*

Felix waddles over, a peppermint mocha in his paws. "Would you like a hot drink to go with that?"

 He looks up from his food, sniffing the drink, "Can i order something other than peppermint?"

 "Sure, but we have a lot of peppermint stuff right now."

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Omori is so invested in her painting, and Merabelle is being so subtle with her helping less and less, she doesn't really notice she's not being guided. She adds a bit more green, and then some blue, and then a bit of white, and a touch of yellow... and after about half an hour, the painting is done- the four lilies she grew, outside in the snow. It's a little wonky in places, what with this being her first real attempt at painting anything, but the image is still clear enough to be understood.

"Fascinating... My darlings will love this, I'm certain of it." She says, looking back at a few of her recent, more monstrous designs. "Maybe we can make something entirely new with it, as well..." She muses, chuckling a bit.

 Merabelle smiles wider than even she was before, taking the canvas off of the board, putting it on the wall of the cave to try without interference "That was amazin', and just in time fer the food ta be finished. I want ya ta know ya did that all on yer own, yer a natural talent." She pats their back before handing them a bowl of what they made along with a spoon.

 "Took a little difficulty to get all of it for you, especially all in one night, I may be dying, but I assume you find it good enough." He pulls his shirt back down, wobbling back up to standing, leaning his back against the desk "I've done a lot of research on the old blood, and would be happy to provide insights."

Omori looks up at the painting with a similar sense of pride, though she seems a little confused at that last part. "Wait, but I thought you were guiding me the whole time..?" She asks, taking the offered bowl of stew.

"Oh, definitely. This will do wonderfully..." She says, before just now processing that he does, in fact, have a grievous wound. "Oh, wait, you're hurt! Let me find something to help with that." She moves to another part of the warehouse for a moment, coming back with a simple kit of bandages and gauze wrap and offering them to him.

 "In the beginnin', I was, but the more progress ya made, the less I helped, until ya were doin' it all on yer own. Eat up, I want ya to grow even more than ya already have. I want an even more amazin' daughter then I've already got."

 He takes the gauze and bandages, beginning to wrap his wound with them, though struggling to do so with how much effort he's putting into simply standing up, lifting his shirt back up and cleaning the wound "I hate to ask more of someone so beautiful and generous, but do to have a needle and string so I can stitch this up?"

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Omori is so invested in her painting, and Merabelle is being so subtle with her helping less and less, she doesn't really notice she's not being guided. She adds a bit more green, and then some blue, and then a bit of white, and a touch of yellow... and after about half an hour, the painting is done- the four lilies she grew, outside in the snow. It's a little wonky in places, what with this being her first real attempt at painting anything, but the image is still clear enough to be understood.

"Fascinating... My darlings will love this, I'm certain of it." She says, looking back at a few of her recent, more monstrous designs. "Maybe we can make something entirely new with it, as well..." She muses, chuckling a bit.

 Merabelle smiles wider than even she was before, taking the canvas off of the board, putting it on the wall of the cave to try without interference "That was amazin', and just in time fer the food ta be finished. I want ya ta know ya did that all on yer own, yer a natural talent." She pats their back before handing them a bowl of what they made along with a spoon.

 "Took a little difficulty to get all of it for you, especially all in one night, I may be dying, but I assume you find it good enough." He pulls his shirt back down, wobbling back up to standing, leaning his back against the desk "I've done a lot of research on the old blood, and would be happy to provide insights."

Omori looks up at the painting with a similar sense of pride, though she seems a little confused at that last part. "Wait, but I thought you were guiding me the whole time..?" She asks, taking the offered bowl of stew.

"Oh, definitely. This will do wonderfully..." She says, before just now processing that he does, in fact, have a grievous wound. "Oh, wait, you're hurt! Let me find something to help with that." She moves to another part of the warehouse for a moment, coming back with a simple kit of bandages and gauze wrap and offering them to him.

 "In the beginnin', I was, but the more progress ya made, the less I helped, until ya were doin' it all on yer own. Eat up, I want ya to grow even more than ya already have. I want an even more amazin' daughter then I've already got."

 He takes the gauze and bandages, beginning to wrap his wound with them, though struggling to do so with how much effort he's putting into simply standing up, lifting his shirt back up and cleaning the wound "I hate to ask more of someone so beautiful and generous, but do to have a needle and string so I can stitch this up?"

"Thanks- I want that too." She chuckles a bit, and then starts eating her bowl of the stew they worked on together.

"Do I have a needle and string? Do you know who I am?" She says jokingly, grabbing a needle and thread and handing it to him.

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"Thanks- I want that too." She chuckles a bit, and then starts eating her bowl of the stew they worked on together.

"Do I have a needle and string? Do you know who I am?" She says jokingly, grabbing a needle and thread and handing it to him.

 She makes a larger bowl for herself, happy to eat with them in silence, eating the rest of the deer's bones as to not waste anything.

 He chuckles at the joke, taking the things and beginning to stitch himself up "Another stitch on a near fatal wound, that makes six if I'm correct." He cleanly bandages it up after.