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He put the paper ontop of a drawing board and sprawled out on the ground on his stomach, legs behind him. he grabbed the charcoal. 

Now this got his attention, Heisenberg sat his book aside, (which actually turned out to be a journal), and watched His movements.. intrigued on what he was doing now.


(.. Oh, I almost forgot to say-, HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAH FRIEND! I noticed the Nat said it earlier, so that’s how I know- -v-)

(Thanks!) 

He started sketching, tongue sticking out of his mouth a bit as he focused. 

-“.. Ah, so he is making a design for something.. I wonder what it is.. maybe I can ask later, or perhaps he shall show me when he is finished. Only time will tell.”-


(Mhm! |>)

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The shapes slowly started to come together-he questioned it, but as he went farther, it started to make more and more sense and finally he figured it out-he was sketching Heisenberg. And it was a really, really good sketch. 

-“.. Huh?.. That’s/, a little strange.. why would he be drawing me of all people? I look horrible, well the sketch is.. lovely-, but I mean I just do-, hjd words were correct, I look like a hobo-.”-

"...You know I can hear everything you're saying, right?" 

“… I’m-, not even speaking-?”

.....And crowbie didn't realize those were thought bois- 

.. Pffft-, yeah right-, sorry about that.

“. . .”, Speaking.

-“. . .”-, Thoughts, should’ve said that a bit earlier!