<hr/><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/a8/cf/15/a8cf1558e42adc710dfc4e8dbc943f2f.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/fc/a3/96/fca3963fef59a0e11e890058c90b96be.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rogue | Roberto de Costa<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On the lawn, beside a tree<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Thursday, September 7th, Noon-ish<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Camelia "Cam" Tuft | Venom, OPEN<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Having a picnic with friends.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Same as photo<br/><hr/><br/>Rahne could only smile rather sheepishly and shrug slightly as Camelia wondered what it would be like for her with Yolande around. That she had no idea about, and wasn't comfortable thinking about how the other beauty would act when the two met. If they met. The school was a big place, after all, and there were a lot of student. It was entirely possible, she supposed, that the two would never even cross paths. It was unlikely, but possible. And as much as she wanted to say or think that everyone would get along...<br/><br/>...Well, her hand moved up to rub lightly around her neck, remembering the feel of the collar those bullies had forced on her not even a week ago. Sadly, not everyone got along. Some people seemed intent on causing issues.<br/><br/>"Ah see..." she murmured softly as Cam explained her relationship choices. Or, lack thereof. It sounded odd to her, but, who was she to judge? There was nothing wrong with the blonde's lifestyle, unlike her own. If only she could be a bit more like her friend, then. "Well, as long as you're happy, right? That's always the important one." she said, giving Cam a kind smile. A somewhat shy smile, as awkward as things had just gotten, but kind all the same. And naturally that was when she had to go and spill her bag, with her sketchbook being spotted by the blonde, and quickly snatched up. "Wait, please, don't--!"<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/b2/6f/be/b26fbe2daaebb5087d624799331029d1.jpg)</div><br/>But it was too late, Camelia had snatched up her sketchbook. Rogue stayed out of it, she had been the one to mention it to Cam after all. And the belle was smiling just a bit after the blonde had called on her as one of her closest friends. She didn't have so many of those, after all, that she could scoff off a sincere label like that. Rahne's sketchbook, though, was full of primarily environmental pieces. Drawings of the school, from various places and angles, and the surrounding grounds. A forest glade...There were a few character pieces though. Laura, her roommate, the Wolverine, in great detail. A woman dressed as a ninja. The smiling, happy Kitty...Rahne had some talent, it seemed.<br/><br/>"Ah mean, Ah guess Ah can do some sketches..." she mumbled, embarrassed, slowly taking her stuff back, "You can probably find someone better, Ah really just do charcoal. But sorry, Ah don't really know anyone else into art. This is just my small hobby...Ah don't take classes."<br/><br/>"Well, I guess I need to learn to draw now..." Roberto snickered, reaching over and giving Rahne a slight shove, "Someone's getting all the luck with the girls lately." That sent Rahne's cheeks crimson, as Roberto's harmless tease unknowingly struck a nerve.<br/><br/>"Oh, leave the poor girl alone Ball Boy," Rogue sighed, "Stick with soccer. It's all you're good at."<br/><br/>"Oooh, ouch..." he chuckled, not offended, instead just taking a bite of an apple he picked up.