Drawing Class: Log 03

[majorcrotchgrab.livejournal.com]

Who: Raikov and his students/lurkers
What: Drawing Class
Where: The Art room
When: July 7th, afternoon
Warnings: Probably a good amount of facepalming and lawls. Mild gay flirting as well.

"Since you guys have been doing rather well with your mannequin drawings, I figured we'll try a little challenge."

Raikov walked over to his sketch pad, displayed on an easel, and flipped open to a page with a few quick sketches.

"Gesture drawing. I'm going to make a little easier for you though and rather than drawing a live person, you'll continue to use the mannequins. I will pose this large one here..." He gestured to his desk, which had a much larger wooden mannequin on it than the ones he provided for the students, "And you'll have a certain time limit to finish sketching it."

"Get your papers and pencils ready and I will pose the mannequin. I'm giving you 15 seconds to finish each pose. Ready?"

[First Pose || Second, Third, Fourth Pose]

Comments

[breaks-ground.livejournal.com]

Why not? He didn't use them with his other very close friends. Well, Voile he did still, but that was because she was female.

"Alright then..Ivan. A strong name, befitting as well. I'm always willing to learn; I pick up on things quickly." he chuckled, "How quickly...depends on the subject. The more hands on, the better. I suppose that's why I excel in art and piano."

[Double entendres. Double entendres everywhere]

[majorcrotchgrab.livejournal.com]

Oh dear, Giovanni. You're biting off more than you can chew.

I'd like to get my hands on you..

Raikov licked his lips and leaned a little closer to Giovanni, lowering his voice to a husky whisper. Or as husky as his voice could get. If that wasn't a dead sign that he was flirting, he wasn't sure what would be.

"Mnn... We are both rather talented when it comes to our hands, aren't we...? But I wonder... just how talented..?"

LOLTHREADJACK

[new-moon-prince.livejournal.com]

over in his seat Silver suddenly felt extremely nauseous and he had no idea why

UST senses are over 9000

[breaks-ground.livejournal.com]

Heh, you managed to get him to figure out you are flirting with him. Gasp.
Well, a little flirting back wouldn't hurt. [yes it will]

Giovanni averted his eyes playfully, keeping his voice at its smooth, even cadence, "I do strive to be the best at everyone everything I do," He looked at Raikov from the corners of his eyes, his voice dropping slightly as well, "I suppose we will have to see when we have those lessons..."

[majorcrotchgrab.livejournal.com]

Ooohooo~

"Tomorrow night, then? I need to grade papers tonight so.."

[breaks-ground.livejournal.com]

"I have no plans tomorrow night, so that works out perfectly. For what time shall we make it?"

[majorcrotchgrab.livejournal.com]

"How about... 7?"

MORE THREADJACKING

[monsieur-miller.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah well Miller was going to be doing something or someone EVEN MORE AMAZING.

[majorcrotchgrab.livejournal.com]

OH YEAH? YOU'RE STILL GONNA BE WITH ERIKA THURSDAY NIGHT?

[monsieur-miller.livejournal.com]

HERE'S HOPING.

[majorcrotchgrab.livejournal.com]

HERE'S HOPING NOT.

[breaks-ground.livejournal.com]

COME INTO MY ARMS RAIKOV~ WE DON'T NEED HIM *purr* WE SHALL DRINK VODKA AND ~PRACTICE~

[majorcrotchgrab.livejournal.com]

OKAY

[breaks-ground.livejournal.com]

"Alright." He looked over his glasses and smiled, "Your place, or mine?" There was a light roll to the words, almost a playful growl.

[majorcrotchgrab.livejournal.com]

"How about.. my place this time?" Mm, that growl... He'd love to hear that right next to his ear... ♥

I totally didn't almost misspell pencils as something else :/

[breaks-ground.livejournal.com]

Raikov you little devil... ♥

"Sounds good. Shall I bring anything other than my pencils and paper?" He had already decided to bring vodka as well. "Food, sexy underwear or anything?"

ffff

[majorcrotchgrab.livejournal.com]

"If you'd like, go ahead." Food was always good.

See where you make my brain go, Mal? :>

[breaks-ground.livejournal.com]

He nodded, "Alright then. 7 pm tomorrow at your apartment. I'll be there."

8D Yes, I do.

[majorcrotchgrab.livejournal.com]

"I look forward to it."