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The teenager was sitting in the midst of the blue flowers, her body hunched over her sketchbook. She seemed to have airpods in, her hair pulled back in a sloppy, small ponytail making her pointed ears visble.
The tune of Echo's humming and the sound of her mechanical pencil mixed together, and she seemed to be relaxed.
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Samurai happened to be passing by, seated on the enormous shell of a content-looking crab monster. He took notice of Echo and wondered what she might be drawing.
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"Hmmm, you're drawing?" Specter said. They were standing right behind Echo (how?), peering down at her sketch.
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The sketch was of a woman holding flowers. The slender woman looked peaceful in the sketch.
Echo jerked her head up, startled. She blushed, taking out one of the airpods.
"H-hello! Um, yea... I'm, uh, I'm drawin'... um..." Echo tried to speak, flustered in a matter of moments.
Her eyes flicked back and forth between Samurai and Specter slowly, and she seemed to flush even more of a rosey pink tint.
"Hello... oh wait I already..." Echo shyly laughed to herself. "How do you do?"
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"Flowers! I have a friend who really likes flowers," Specter mentioned. "Nice drawing, by the way. Do you like flowers too?"
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"T-thank, er, thank you," Echo smiled. "I love flowers... they are pretty and make good models."
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"Flowers are nice," Samurai said awkwardly. "I like them too."
Dang. Talking to people was a lot different than talking to crabs. The social awkwardness was real.
He blinked self-consciously and inquired, "So what are you doing all the way out here?"
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Echo answered, looking down at her sketchbook with a slight smile, "I like the flowers here, and it's nice to explore a bit. It's nice out here..."
Echo seemed to be relaxing again, her muscles becoming less tense.
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"It is," Samurai said, taking in the landscape he could barely see.
There were a lot of blobs of color, and he presumed those were all the flowers. He could smell them, a symphony of different scents, and the sun that gave them life was warm on his back. It was nice not to be scorched for once, as he often was when he was on the beach with the crabs, and the breeze was relaxing as well.
Behemoth seemed to be enjoying the weather too, and his claws clacked together softly, indicating happiness. Samurai heard munching and realized Behemoth was eating some grass and flowers, which...
He REALLY hoped those would sit okay.
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Specter agreed. They sat down next to Echo with their legs crossed, fixing their coat so it wouldn't get wrinkled too much.
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"Uh, Behemoth," Samurai said, "maybe don't eat that."
He patted the crab's shell and sat beside Echo and Specter, his armor faintly clinking as he did so.
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Echo continued to sketch, finishing up the sketch of the woman and the flowers.
She flip the page and asked, "May I draw you two?"
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They nodded, a little smirk forming on their face. "I don't see why not. Do you want me to pose or somethin'?"
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Echo's eyes lit up.
"You can if ya wanna."
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Samurai blinked, unsure of what kind of pose he should do. He settled for resting his chin in the palm of his hand, as he really didn't feel like standing for an extended period of time.
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Echo started sketching away, looking happy.
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Soon, Echo was done with both sketches, and handed both Samurai and Specter a drawing. Suprisingly, both sketches were detailed. It seemed the teen was a very fast artist.
"I know it's not much, but I hope you like them," Echo said. She tilted her head at Samurai's crab and asked, "Can I pet?"