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Kennedy's laid out several blankets and pillows on the distressed hard-wood floors of her top-floor apartment. It was a long day at work, but thankfully a productive one. Several customers came by to commission her after visiting her booth at the art festival, something she'll call a win. Now that there's a nice open space on the floor free of her canvases, paints, and as clean as it's been since she's moved in, Kennedy pops a big tub of Neopolitan ice cream into the freezer and sets a bottle of wine in a bucket of ice to chill. She picked up everything from the market on the way home.

"I hope Iris doesn't mind eating on the floor..." she worries, but furniture such as a dinning room table really seemed like a waste of money when she needed the space for her art. She shrugs, figuring her new friend will be so excited, she'll love absolutely everything. Laying a box full of jewelry-making supplies on the floor along with their stash of beads from the festival, she pulls out her notebook, quietly working up a quick sketch of the man Owen she met at her booth as she waits for Iris.


Date: 2014-06-22 12:44 am (UTC)
littleredsiren: (w t f)
From: [personal profile] littleredsiren
"I am not!" she pouts. "I just wanna make sure I don't forget all of this. Oh, add a nice smile to my list too, please. And the cute thing. ...Andthebuttthing."

Date: 2014-06-22 01:13 am (UTC)
littleredsiren: (gigglez)
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She sticks her tongue out at Kennedy. "Yeah well, you won't laugh when you have to come ask again what I wanted."

Iris shakes her head, flushing. She's not normally so forward about what she wants and it's killing her. "Stooop. I just like nice looking men, okay."

Date: 2014-06-22 01:21 am (UTC)
littleredsiren: (cautious smile)
From: [personal profile] littleredsiren
"Yes, well, not everyone has your memory. No making fun of us mere mortals," she laughs.

"I can't tell you that!" Iris can feel herself blush. "That's embarrassing!"

Date: 2014-06-22 01:26 am (UTC)
littleredsiren: (cautious smile)
From: [personal profile] littleredsiren
"Becauuuse! It means I have to admit I have a crush," she says, giggling awkwardly and ducking her head.

Date: 2014-06-22 02:53 am (UTC)
littleredsiren: (worried)
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Iris fumbles, dropping her coffee on the floor and jumping up. "Oh gosh! How clumsy of me!" she manages to squeak out, rushing off and getting napkins.

Date: 2014-06-22 02:58 am (UTC)
littleredsiren: (w t f)
From: [personal profile] littleredsiren
"Kennedy! Hush!" she hisses, mopping up the mess and frantically avoiding the question.

Date: 2014-06-22 03:03 am (UTC)
littleredsiren: (w t f)
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"I am not!!" she squeaks in a huff. "I totally don't have a crush!"

Date: 2014-06-22 03:08 am (UTC)
littleredsiren: (srsly?)
From: [personal profile] littleredsiren
"I doubt you could catch me," she says, sticking her tongue out. "And I'm like, 90% sure your powers don't work that way!"

Date: 2014-06-22 03:13 am (UTC)
littleredsiren: (srsly?)
From: [personal profile] littleredsiren
She sticks her tongue out at Kennedy, inching away. "Do you?"

Date: 2014-06-22 03:15 am (UTC)
littleredsiren: (worried)
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"Rude!" she squeaks, skipping out of the way. "My butt is not scaly!"

Date: 2014-06-22 03:37 am (UTC)
littleredsiren: (worried)
From: [personal profile] littleredsiren
She lets out a squeal as she trips over a leg of the easel, landing flat on her ass and trying to scramble to her feet before Kennedy gets her. "Back, witch! Back!"

Date: 2014-06-22 03:42 am (UTC)
littleredsiren: (goofy smile)
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"Ha! I told you you couldn't do it!" she grins, trying to push Kennedy away with her feet.

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Kennedy Kensington


Kennedy, 25, is an artistic girl with uncontrollable premonitions and a dark family history. She's arrived in Siren Cove in hopes of discovering the truths to her mother's mysteries and maybe some helpful magic while she's at it. In the mean time, she'll paint you something magical.

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