11-10-2014, 04:12 AM
"Would you have liked to gone pro though?" Austen began drawing away at the sketchpad, getting every detail he could almost garner from Aaron. The male had literally drawn a rough draft of lines and sketches of the male before he began picking away at the figures until a rather detailed portrait of Aaron's head remained. He would have to fill in the rest of the details, merging the male's own ideas with some of his own. That was always the tricky part; making sure he got the person exactly what they wanted while also incorporating some of his own without them realizing he had a doing in it all. If Aaron did not have a future exactly planned out, Austen would provide him with one. In an instant, the male would feel a sensation in the form of a wave relaxing him further.
"The future is scary, I suppose" he chuckled. "I didn't imagine my skills would really get me far, but here I am out of school already and looking to move up a bit further." Austen had to heal his injury first. He could not just "sketch" it away. He had to know in full detail what had happened. "So what kind of injury did you suffer?" His pencil was ready, aiming to eliminate the male's injury in the slightest as if it had never occurred in the first place.
"The future is scary, I suppose" he chuckled. "I didn't imagine my skills would really get me far, but here I am out of school already and looking to move up a bit further." Austen had to heal his injury first. He could not just "sketch" it away. He had to know in full detail what had happened. "So what kind of injury did you suffer?" His pencil was ready, aiming to eliminate the male's injury in the slightest as if it had never occurred in the first place.