Harley -- Dream 06 -- in which he makes PLUSHIES!

[justwantsafety]

((ooc: through his eyes as usual. Because. And totally unfiltered as always~ ♥ ))

In the bedroom, he was sitting on the brown carpet, his back to the bed itself, reclining against it. All over the floor on his right were pieces of his project and the tools used in it: scissors, spools of thread, some scraps of various colored fabrics, and a bag of what looked like pillow stuffing.

His right hand's fingers pushed the needle through the green fabric, pulling a lighter green thread through the middle of it, leaving a line -- a vein? -- before finding another place and continuing the bit of embroidery across the small surface. The green fabric was a triangle tip in his fingers, connected to a gray plush humanoid figure in his lap, which looked to be a kiddish version of Gale's demon form.

He paused, eyeing the few veins he'd stitched in, and then held up the plush to look it over, frowning critically at it. The limbs weren't pitted, but they did have the dark bands across them. There weren't blades to stick out from the toes, merely the long knobs behind the heels. The teeth were closed over the middle of the head, their zigzag pattern marked with a thin black thread stitched back and forth.

To his left on the carpet sat others... A toy of a yellowy brownish humanoid, ribbons for her forearms and the darker markings painted on. Next to her, a half-finished gray figure. It wasn't stuffed yet, lacked details, and its side was still open, but it was probably recognizable anyway, to people that'd seen Varna before. There was an issue with the arm blades, which the doll lacked so far: how would he even do those? Dangly pieces of fabric, or even ribbon? Or maybe stiff pieces that folded into the arm, like the real ones? He could picture those all too well for his liking, the long curves of -- what were they, bone? -- with sharp tips and edges, hinged to flip out and--

a black shape, a distorted face, with rows of razor-sharp, pointed teeth, almost a starburst of fangs where the jaw should be, dropping down quickly, closing in and

--he let out a small sound, dropping the Vayu plush into his lap again, shaking. He rubbed his eyes with his right hand, trying to focus again. He was tired, and his mind was wandering. That's all it was. Obviously. Just tiredness making him imagine things he didn't want to.

And he'd managed to stick his left thumb with that needle while he wasn't paying attention.

Harley sighed and sucked the little trace of red off his finger. At least it wasn't too bad... but he really ought to quit staying up so late. Time to clean up his project; he'd climb into bed after he did.

Comments

[shanti-shaman.livejournal.com]

[The girl took in a sharp breath before smiling. She had half expected him to hang up on her. This was much better!]

I've been doing fine.

I just wanted to make sure you were ok since... well... since Abel disappeared. I'm really sorry, I know you were really close to him.

[justwantsafety]

*well, she was being nice, and he's tired, and... dangit, he didn't want to be reminded of that. But-- but she was still being nice, and--*

*small shrug, not too sure just what to say.*

I'm still alive. Trying to stay busy, and... you said you wanted another doll, right?

[shanti-shaman.livejournal.com]

[If she was going to say anything else, it was completely forgotten when he mentioned the dolls again.]

You would really do that? I really love the one you already gave me! It looks like you're working so hard on them... You don't have to give any of them to me if you don't want to.

[justwantsafety]

*little shrug* ...I can always make more.

*not to mention, making more would give him something to do to keep busy, and he wanted that, right now...*

*sets the little dolls down closer to each other, and points the Dreamberry at them so she can finally get a better look. They're not quite done yet, Varna the most obviously unfinished of them all, but there they are, so far.*

Are these ones... okay?

[shanti-shaman.livejournal.com]

[She smiled and nodded. For being unfinished, they still looked amazing to her, especially since she's never gotten to sew that much, and she knew how much work they must have taken.]

Of course! They're adorable!

[justwantsafety]

*manages a little smile -- if he can keep giving her toys, Serph'll keep from getting mad about it, and maybe the others'll leave him alone.... Good plan. Very good plan.*

So do any of these... I mean... I know they're not finished yet, but... when they are, do you want me to leave any of them at Washu's for you...?

[shanti-shaman.livejournal.com]

[She expected that he wouldn't want to meet her in person.]

If that's what you want.

[justwantsafety]

*he doesn't know yet that she doesn't turn into anything that could potentially wipe the floor with him. Sorry, Sera....*

*a little pause, eyeing the dolls again for a second*

Which ones do you want me to finish first?