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Aiako gave a small smile as he held out a hand letting the cherry blossoms fall right into his hand before holding it close and then letting it go, his dark eyes shined in the oncoming sunlight as he let out a peaceful sigh. This was a good escape, no care in the world. And as far as he knew, no one to bother him...though, taking a peek at the house, hoping to glimpse at the man he'd seen before. Aiako saw the board for painting up and ready, His head tilting to the side Slightly as he allowed his hand to drop down, trying to figure out why the stand was facing this way (drawing wise..) and where the artist was...His long dark hair dancing to the side of his head due to the wind. Having pulled it up into a traditional due. "hmn...I wonder if he saw me while setting that up?" he wondered allowed...Maybe if he said a small hello, nothing would go wrong?
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Sticks and stones may break my bones but whips and chains excite me so throw me down, tie me up...show me that you like me
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