Perhaps some Art?

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Guy had just finished with his classes and Francis was asking him a tone of questions, which he didn’t bother waiting for Guy to answer since had grown used to his silence. Then the red eyed man began talking about his day and all the people he met… which was a lot.
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It was only after that point did Francis realize they had nothing to do and he didn’t really want Guy going back to his dorm room. Since that wild beast in there scared him. Even if it was a spirit, the thing looked like a wild animal and it was big too!
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“I have a wonderful idea why don’t we get you into art? You know when I was younger I loved painting… painting everything my wall, toys, and sometimes my face.” Francis began and from that point forward he wouldn’t stay silent.
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Guy walked with him silently and listened as always, but the words said to him were only really processed if they were a command. Lucy had him promise to listen to Francis’ orders and behave himself. This was easy to accomplish when he was filled with several kinds of medication to keep him under control.
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“Excuse me is this the right way to the art class?” Francis asked a teacher who was passing by. The woman directed them both in the right direction and soon they were standing before the art room.
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“Hello?” Francis hummed as the two of them stepped inside.


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Francis immediately jumped when the big but beautiful knight looked towards him. He still hadn’t gotten very use to being here with all these weird and crazy things. It was as though anything and he meant anything could happen! Since Francis powers were passive he never needed to attend this academy so he wasn’t too used to all the magic.
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His red eyes moved towards the patio when he saw a glimpse of someone, but he couldn’t quite see who they were. The man spoke to them and Francis found himself stepping deeper into the art room to try and see who was talking to him.
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Guy stepped in behind Francis and kept at his side until his body guard had stopped moving completely. His expression was void of any emotion, but he did momentarily look to the black knight and the man. Guy didn’t stare however… Francis had told him enough already about staring. So instead he brought his gaze towards a wall.
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Francis’ gaze widened as he caught sight of the stunning man. This was the art teacher? He was just lovely! Had he seen a man more beautiful than this? No! He loved his attire and that sliced back black hair of his!
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“Mute… mine is too…” he fumbled out and for a moment lost all train of though. But he caught himself and what he had just said and quickly strained up just as the black knight began walking into the patio.
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“Ah!” he made a shocked sound and jumped slightly as he was startled. “Oh sorry about that,” he returned and began forward and closer to the patio.
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“Is he yours?” he asked and could clearly see that the knight was an art projected in working progress. “Because he is just stunning…” Francis told him although he was staring directly at the man rather then his work.



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The man was smoking a cigar… and Francis imaged that like his clothes it was vintage and expensive. The man had excessive foul language but those big bad words only made him feel excited. He did like to talk a lot it seemed and said a ton of things… but he didn’t mind. He liked the tone of his voice.
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Guy continued staring at the wall until he caught sight of the older man looking in his direction. He turned his gaze over to him but it seemed the man was only glancing towards him and nothing more. It did give him a moment to notice Francis’ peculiar behavior however.
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He would usually talk much more and couldn’t seem to break his gaze away from the older man. ‘Why’ echoed through his mind but he did not voice his thoughts and instead remained silent. The putrid scent of toxin’s remained clinging to the older male and it reminded Guy of his step father.
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It took Francis a moment but his brain finally caught up with him enough to realize that this man, this Odin of splendor was mixing the two of them up.
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“Oh you flatter me Odin… I know I look young… but he’s the student.” He chuckled lightly and gestured to Guy without even looking at him. “I’m actually his—” Francis almost spilled the beans again and he quickly caught himself.
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“Just a relative making sure he gets his bearings… I’m Francis by the way and it is a pleasure to meet you,” Francis offered and stepped forward to try and shake his hand. The rest of the man’s questions went unanswered due to how much he had spoke poor Francis’ gooey mind couldn’t retain everything he had said.


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