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Stephanie lifted her head, a waft of scent from one of her own species - no, her own variant - greeted her nose. She knew which of the two was her own kind immediately, Surgas was one of the others that she'd seen prepping for this trip. Offering a smile and a head nod, she looked back down at her drink assuming that he had other business here. He was here with a human, it would be best to leave him to his own devices unless he came over to talk to her.

Raphael raised his eyebrow and snickered, "Only condition is that it must be blue? I got just the one. It's called "Blue Lagoon" and it features citrus flavors through the blue caracao and lemonade." He got out the respective ingredients then went all the way to make a show of pouring the drink, pulling out any of the tricks he'd learned in the trade. When he was finished, he set the glass in front of her, "Enjoy." Then, turning to the man that came in with her he said, "And for you?"
All that is empty in the drawing should be filled in, the teacher said to us kids. First you sharpen the pencil to fill in the thin whiskers, then you use the thick crayon to fill in the wings with brown, meticulously and without letting the crayon leave the page. Six feet can be traced below the soft belly. Now, breathing is hard to detect on paper, the teacher said to me when I asked, but it is easier to feel it in real life.

Even insects breathe.

-Rawi Hage, Cockroach
Old Posted 07-05-2018, 03:09 PM Reply With Quote