11-08-2018, 01:46 AM
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[ oh my god i am so sorry for the late response ;-;; ]
Bucky isn't exactly the most creative guy in Sunhaven. The arts really isn't his thing- he doesn't sing, dance, act, paint, etc. Out of the four things listed, the last art Bucky would do is painting. He's aware that painting can be relaxing, that it can relieve stress off of your chest. He thinks that's a very good thing, and people should consider painting in their spare time if they need something to calm them down. But if he knows this, especially with Asset relapses from time to time, then why doesn't he paint? Well, you see- from the little paint sessions Bucky's seen here and there, he noticed each person doesn't use a brush. They use their paws, generally whichever one would be their 'dominant paw'. In Bucky's case, that's his metal paw- and he isn't about to stain and ruin it. Despite knowing this, the maine coon didn't know why he was heading in the direction of the arts and crafts room. He has no use to it, even if he didn't have a prosthetic limb to get in the way of painting, he isn't that creative.
As the Warden got closer to the room, barely making a sound against the floor, the scent of fresh paint invaded his nostrils. How would he describe the smell of paint? The fumes are strong, and despite being used to the scent of blood and corpses, if he breathes in the paint fumes long enough, he might feel a headache coming along. Maybe that's another reason why he doesn't paint to relieve stress, ha! But if he's smelling fresh paint, there must be someone inside painting something. He knows his nose isn't pulling tricks on him.
As the former assassin padded up to the doorway, his gaze landed on Steve- who was mixing paint together to make another color. He could see the blank canvas in front of the smaller feline- he didn't know Steve liked painting. Well, Bucky doesn't know him very well- but he seems like a genuine, nice guy. A nice guy who picks fights with bullies who are twice his size. With asthma. Steve seemed quite focused on the color he just mixed together, the maine coon wondered if Steve even knew he's standing at the doorway.
Light blue eyes blinking, the former assassin decided to speak up. "You like to paint?" He asked, as he found himself padding near the tom, "I haven't seen someone using this room in awhile, it was surprising to see you in here."
Bucky isn't exactly the most creative guy in Sunhaven. The arts really isn't his thing- he doesn't sing, dance, act, paint, etc. Out of the four things listed, the last art Bucky would do is painting. He's aware that painting can be relaxing, that it can relieve stress off of your chest. He thinks that's a very good thing, and people should consider painting in their spare time if they need something to calm them down. But if he knows this, especially with Asset relapses from time to time, then why doesn't he paint? Well, you see- from the little paint sessions Bucky's seen here and there, he noticed each person doesn't use a brush. They use their paws, generally whichever one would be their 'dominant paw'. In Bucky's case, that's his metal paw- and he isn't about to stain and ruin it. Despite knowing this, the maine coon didn't know why he was heading in the direction of the arts and crafts room. He has no use to it, even if he didn't have a prosthetic limb to get in the way of painting, he isn't that creative.
As the Warden got closer to the room, barely making a sound against the floor, the scent of fresh paint invaded his nostrils. How would he describe the smell of paint? The fumes are strong, and despite being used to the scent of blood and corpses, if he breathes in the paint fumes long enough, he might feel a headache coming along. Maybe that's another reason why he doesn't paint to relieve stress, ha! But if he's smelling fresh paint, there must be someone inside painting something. He knows his nose isn't pulling tricks on him.
As the former assassin padded up to the doorway, his gaze landed on Steve- who was mixing paint together to make another color. He could see the blank canvas in front of the smaller feline- he didn't know Steve liked painting. Well, Bucky doesn't know him very well- but he seems like a genuine, nice guy. A nice guy who picks fights with bullies who are twice his size. With asthma. Steve seemed quite focused on the color he just mixed together, the maine coon wondered if Steve even knew he's standing at the doorway.
Light blue eyes blinking, the former assassin decided to speak up. "You like to paint?" He asked, as he found himself padding near the tom, "I haven't seen someone using this room in awhile, it was surprising to see you in here."
[glow=white,2,300]show no mercy, for you shall receive none[/glow]
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