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[princessia]

"Umm... h-hello! This is Elize Lutus. I'm sorry I can't get to you right now. Please leave a message."

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[serves]

[Hideous, but absolutely adorable. Cullen laughs, but it's a fond laugh, reaching out to give her shoulder a squeeze.]

I do. I'm going to have to commission you.

[princessia]

You'll go poor.

[ She jokes, knowing she's no professional artist. She's pleased with her drawing regardless. There aren't many people she jokes around with, especially since she's normally very shy.

Placing the tip of her pen back down on the paper, she carefully draws Jove, starting with her face. It looks like Jove-- the hair, the pointy elf ears. She hasn't started on the tattoos, but it's not because she forgot. ]

Uh... I don't know how to draw Jove's tattoos. [ And almost immediately, she holds her pen out to Cullen. ] Cullen, here!

[ Help herrrrrr... ]

[serves]

[He likes the sass. That Elize is comfortable enough to joke around with him means a lot, and that comes from someone who used to be quite shy as a child himself.]

Me? I think not. You can do it, Elize.

[Not that he has every line memorized or anything...]

[princessia]

N-no... I'll mess up!

[ She stands from her seat and steps closer to him, so she can try forcing the pen into his hand using her little hands. ]

I'm the Commander, so I command you to draw it for me!

[serves]

But what if I mess up your artwork?

[princessia]

You wouldn't dare. You're not tricking me again!

[serves]

You know me well.

[He smiles and holds out his hand for the pen. FINE. Like he could say no.]

[princessia]

Thank you very much.

[ With a little bit of attitude in her tone of voice. She hands the pen over. GOOD. ]

[serves]

[This time when he pats her head, he tries to muss up her hair a little. Oops. And then he goes to lean over her drawing, thinking for a moment before pressing the pen to the paper.]

[princessia]

Hey!

[ She sounds annoyed, but there's a flicker of a smile as he tousles her hair. Letting out a small huff, she reaches up to straighten out the disheveled hair with her fingers. ]

[serves]

[His additions really just look like squiggles. He can't do them justice. But he offers the pen back to Elize after just a few moments, smiling at her fixing her hair.]

There. What do you think of my work?

[princessia]

[ She takes the pen, still straightening a lock of her hair with her other hand. With a slight head tilt, she judges his contribution to her art piece. ]

...it's good.

[ JUST GOOD. Not like she can do any better though. ]

[serves]

You don't sound happy.

[He frowns.]

[princessia]

I-I'm not upset or anything! It's just... [ THEY LOOK LIKE SQUIGGLES. Oh, now she feels bad for being a critic. ]

It's better than what I could've done!

[serves]

And still not good enough for Jove. [He smiles. Smiles, because he gets it.]

[princessia]

You... you did your best. Jove is going to love our gift no matter what!

[ She crosses her arms and gives what seems to be a confident nod. ]