cosplay #2

The fingers. They're all silvery, but the photo's bad. Made of polystyrene sheets painted with model paint (which I have LOADS of, left over from my ex, complete with spray gun and everything)

This actually took me hours. I don't know why. But since these parts are so small, I reckon they're the hardest part to make, so nevermind. They look alright as long as I don't turn my hand over, because on the palm side you can see all the glue and joinings and stuff.

More tomorrow, if the other stuff arrive in the post...

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OH FUCK.

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Oh yeah, chinawolf, check your chinawolf.de email!

and Solitaire is the only game in town~ ♪

- Solitaire (draw three) is the coolest game on Earth.

- (it is also the saddest)

- To achieve best results, shake well and use nen.

- My new LJ and MSN name, 蘇.格蘭塚, translates roughly to "Scot-zuka". To those who understand Chinese, it may make some sense.

- There is no flight simulation easter egg is Excel 2003. I'm disappointed.

- I wanna cosplay.

- Ever wondered what coworkers would think if you turn up to work dressed up like Ed, complete with automail?

- No, I'm not really going to do that!

PLEASE DON'T SHOOT ME.

His gaze followed the boy jogging around the court. His jaws tight, lips pressed together into a hard line, he was totally in control, like everyone expected him to be. But if anyone had dared to look closer, they would have noticed that expression grew softer with each lap the other boy ran. The eyes behind the glasses were not as narrow, and they were not aware of anything that was going on around him. He was completely focused on the figure that was getting closer and closer to him, finally stopping within arm's reach.

"Twenty laps, done!" The boy said, catching his breath. He looked behind him, ready to get back to practice, but the others were already packing up to go home. Then he heard his name.

He turned around again, and noticed how the other boy was staring at him, and thought he must be expecting an apology. "Sorry, I know I caused a disturbance to practice. I won't tease ochibi like that again."

The taller boy breathed out heavily. He took his glasses off, and bowed his head as he wiped them on his shirt. "Do you want to go to the ramen bar with me?"

Large eyes blinked, and blinked again. And then there was a wide smile, one which bordered a grin. "Sure!"

In the twilight they walked together, their arms occasionally brushing.

They were comfortable this way.