And your tears have been worthwhile [Day 293 | OPEN]

[bedheadstyle]

Who: Haruka Kokonose and you!
Open: Open
When: Day 293, afternoon
Where: Old Apartments, outside
What: Haruka is finally getting that mural started. Or at least he was, until he decided to take a break and fall asleep
Format: Will follow
Warnings: -

[Some time between Day 290 and 293, a strange structure had come to sit against an outside wall of the old apartments. And also in that time, the entire side that it sat against had been painted pure white.

Slowly through those days, a rough sketch started to appear as well, detailing familiar faces of the residents of the Bastion in various poses as well as a large "banner" drawn above them with... some sort of text that most people weren't going to be able to read unless they were Japanese.

Not that Haruka was giving much thought to language barriers. This was his mural project, the same one he had been going on about for some time now, in it's beginning stages with not much to be impressed about beyond the obvious skill behind the preliminary sketches that had gone up.

Today was no different in that he would be continuing to work on it, and even starting the arduous task of painting all those people.

Though if anyone passed by in the late afternoon, they might think he had ducked out early due to the absence of the scraggly-haired teen on the scaffolding that Colin had built for him.

Except...

is that snoring coming from up there?]

Comments

[bulletofhope]

[ . . . wait, is that him on that wall there?

Naegi has to pause and double-take at the rough sketch to make sure that he's seeing himself up there - and then does another one when he starts hearing snoring from somewhere above him.

. . . these scaffolds aren't rickety, right? Because he's gonna start climbing up just to see what's going on. :|; ]

[bedheadstyle]

[Well they were built by Colin, and while he may not be the most liked person in the Bastion he is not known for cutting corners.

It will hold up plenty with Naegi joins the sleeping Haruka up on the structure.]

[bulletofhope]

[ Once Naegi reaches Haruka's bed somewhere on the scaffolds, he pauses for several moments, not... quite believing what he was seeing.

It doesn't take him long to approach and start poking him, though. ]

Hey... is this really a good place for you to be sleeping...?

[bedheadstyle]

[Noooo why poking...]

Hnnn... ?

[bulletofhope]

[ Because what if you rolled over the side of the scaffold and died. :| ]

. . . hey. Morning. Sleep well?

[bedheadstyle]

[There are railings! Why does everyone seem to think Colin wouldn't have built this thing with safety measures?!]

Mmmn... [Harkua sits up, yawning and stretching loudly.] It was a good nap.

[bulletofhope]

[ But what if you somehow rolled through the gaps in the railings? ]

Ah... I see...?

Well, good morning again! How've you been, it's been a while since we talked...

[bedheadstyle]

[He's not that heavy of a sleeper.

... maybe.]

Mm, I'm doing well.

[Worried now that Yukio is gone, but getting by as he always does.]

I'm working on the mural finally!

[bulletofhope]

Ah... I think you mentioned that at some point, right?

[ Naegi's giving it another once over, nodding in approval. ]

It looks really nice so far...

[bedheadstyle]

Mhm!

[Haruka shifted around where he sat, crossing his legs and resting his paint-stained hands on his ankles.]

It's gonna be a lotta work, but I can't really do much else for this place. Making something bright and encouraging is the best I can do!

[bulletofhope]

I see...! That's good, though! I'm sure everyone who looks at this will definitely feel refreshed...!

[ Seriously, that is some really good work there, Haruka. ]

Do you need any help, or will you be able to handle it?

[bedheadstyle]

[And it's not even painted yet!]

Oh... I hadn't thought about asking for help.

[Well, outside of getting the paints and the scaffolding. That had been more Colin's idea and assistance, though.]

I wouldn't mind it. It would be nice to have some company up here.

[bulletofhope]

Ah... I see... I would've understood, since I have an artist friend who's really particular about any projects he wants help on...

[ He's looking at you, Yamada. ]

But yeah, just let me know where you want me to work and I'll get to it!

[bedheadstyle]

I get that. But this is huge...

[That side of the apartments isn't exactly small.]

Well, I need to get some colors mixed up first.

[He picks up a sketch book, flipping to a page with a bunch of scribbled notes and some color-pencil swatches of pallets for different people.]

[bulletofhope]

It is. It's, like... giant. And a lot of space to paint.

[ Seriously, how did you get all of this done by yourself again... ]

Sure! Uh... let me know if you need anything, then!

[ Naegi will just stare at this wall until then. Hello, wall, how are you. It's a nice day today, isn't it? ]

[bedheadstyle]

[It's a very lovely day!

Haruka works as quickly as he can, making different batches of color to match to the pallet he set up in his sketchbook. He makes a small selection to start with, planning on getting some base colors down before moving on to more detailed things.]

Okay! I guess you can hand me brushes as I need them. That'd be a good place to start.

[bulletofhope]

All right...

[ Naegi shrugs, glancing behind him and eventually finding the brushes - and pausing as he stares. You seriously need this many brushes, Haruka? ]

. . . uh.

How do you tell which one is which...?

[bedheadstyle]

[He needs all of them, Naegi. All of them.]

Well, that's a square one, that's a round one, and that one is a...

[You did ask, and now Haruka is rambling off a bunch of names and numbers.]

[bulletofhope]

[ . . . he's sorry he even asked.

By the time Haruka's done rambling off about all the brushes at his disposal, Naegi looks even more confused about the brushes than before, mainly because that was more than he was expecting to hear in a few minutes. Uh. ]

. . . okay?

Which one do I get, though...

[bedheadstyle]

[Is your head spinning yet?]

Ah... the big flat one!

[bulletofhope]

. . . this one?

[ Naegi grabs it on his first try, though he also ends up grabbing the medium-sized flat one, too...

. . . hey, he's still trying to figure out which is which here, cut him some slack. :|; ]

[bedheadstyle]

Uhm... close! There should be a bigger one in there.

[bulletofhope]

Ah... wait, I think I got it. This one, right?

[ Yeah, there's the right brush this time! ]

. . . I'm amazed you don't mix them all up, honestly.

[bedheadstyle]

[Yay!]

I've been an artist for most of my life. There's not much else I could do in school because of my condition...

[bulletofhope]

Ah... that makes sense.

But... that's not a bad thing, is it? You're really skilled as an artist, and it shows.