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[ax]

Who: shinjiro aragaki (ax) & various
What: october catchall things
When: october...
Where: everywhere
Warning(s): none? aggressive nursing??

[ ooc: if anyone wants a nurse or to jump in for a random prompt please feel free...! i'm available via pm to plot out anything o/ otherwise this is just going to be a few planned logs. ]

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[ax]

[ well it's too bad about his posture, because he wasn't going to change it. it was yusuke's fault for recruiting a model who wasn't into it at all... so shinji doesn't feel bad. this may not make a great picture, but he suspects yusuke isn't too concerned about it right now. ]

... I wasn't expecting to see you doin' this.

[ he's just going to ignore that comment about how he's kind - he's not. not really. or maybe he just doesn't like to think that he is. ]

When Okumura mentioned you were sick, it sounded like it was bad.

[tricksune]

[ It's an obvious, pointed redirection of the subject (a strange reaction to gratitude—if anything, it was a compliment), but Yusuke goes along with it, absently dipping his brush into more ink. ]

It can be. [ There's no sense in playing at machismo: frankly, he feels awful. He waits for his hand to steady before putting it to paper, though it takes longer than he'd like to suppress a shiver. ] But my failing health is all the more reason to paint while I can, is it not?

[ He takes the brief spikes of frenetic energy and channels them into his work, driving his focus into each sheet of paper he rushes to fill, frowning before he realizes it. ] If I'm too weak to pick up a brush tomorrow, then I will regret not having done so today.

[ax]

[ um. yusuke. you're 17, not some middle aged sack on his death bed?? ]

What if you end up too sick to pick up a brush tomorrow because you did it today, dumbass?

[ shinji can't help the scolding from seeping into his voice. out of everything, overworking and undereating is one of his biggest pet peeves from others. and he's sitting here now, enabling yusuke to further wreck himself. ]

It's more important to rest. Your body can't take all that exertion.

[tricksune]

[ wow excuse you he's a drama queen dying

Anyway, he'd chafe if someone any older were chastising him, but to hear it from one of his peers... Yusuke's brush pauses, which is a feat in and of itself, if only for a moment. He picks back up at the line he'd started, privately bemoaning how uneven it looks now. ]

Perhaps you're right. [ No, he definitely is. ] Still...

[ How does he put this in perspective. ] Are you familiar with Goya? A virtuoso of his time—he fell mysteriously ill and never quite recovered. And yet rather than retiring his easel, it only raised the curtain on a second era of his works... None of the greats have ever allowed their art to collapse before their bodies have.

[ That's probably not even true, and he's rambling, but in his fever he hardly notices or cares. ]

My point is, that is a risk I'll gladly take. Also, could you move a little to the right?

[ax]

[ this all sounds like a load of bs to him TBH. ]

I don't get it. But I ain't an artist. You lot are weirdos.

[ health should come first and foremost. there hasn't been any deaths from this new disease that he's heard of, so shinji's worries are not as heavy as they would be otherwise. maybe that makes it easier to comply to yusuke's request and shifts his chair a little to the right. ]

What have you been eatin'?

[ something nutritious, he hopes. but what are the chances of that. ]