Snippet #1783376

((OOC: Sorry I haven't been posting, was on holiday in Dublin for the New Year.))

"I agree, Dallas-san...very beautiful.", Mikuo said, moving over to stand next to the angel girl. He loved music of any kind, but had always hated that he couldn't play it. He could sing though, but generally didn't. Besides, it was really only Japanese songs he knew anyway, which no one here would have heard of. Still, he quietly sang a few lines from one of his favorites while he waited for Ion to get here. Dallas wouldn't understand it, but Mikuo didn't care. He was happy doing his own thing. He couldn't help but pull a notebook from his bag though. Dallas would make a good model for a drawing, especially when she looked so happy. So Mikuo set about capturing the image, the bold lines of his pen creating a stylised, but clearly recognisable portrait of the angel hybrid. He could always work on a better version later, but this would keep him busy for now.