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[histori]

CHARACTERS: Ori and you
LOCATION: in the gardens somewhere
WARNINGS: cuteness overload (Ori has a habit of doing that by accident)
SUMMARY: Ori's sketching random passersby while pretending he isn't overheating; today you're his subject!
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Ori sits quietly beneath the shade of one of the trees in the gardens. He's been working hard here, helping the others out, and there's smears of dirt and mud across his cheeks. But right now, he's taking a break.

Sleeves rolled up high to expose skinny little arms and sweat beading on his face, Ori has his knees drawn to his chest, sketchbook propped out on them and charcoal in hand. He's picking random people to be his subjects -- anyone that's sitting still enough, really -- and carefully drawing out a scene. So if you happen to notice a little auburn haired shadow stealing glimpses at you from over his knees, don't worry. He's just drawing.

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[bemerry]

He finishes the last of his gardening, and looks up to find Ori writing (or something-ing) furiously in his little book, and Merry is terribly curious to see what it is.

He's very quiet about it, using his little hobbit feet to sneak up until he's half-leaning over Ori's shoulder.

"What are you doing?"

And, yeah, so he does also want to startle him a bit

[histori]

Ori can get a bit caught up in his art, and once he has most of it sketched out, he doesn't need to refer to his model too much. He works on the finer details, humming to himself and smiling rather proudly as he continues. It's looking very nice, a fairly basic sketch of Merry tending dutifully to his garden.

Luckily, Merry decides to make his appearance when charcoal is not pressed to paper, so when Ori yelps in surprise and jumps, it doesn't ruin the whole thing.

"Oh! Master Merry, you scared me." Ori smiles sheepishly. "I was just drawing a bit."

[bemerry]

Merry smiles, a tad mischievous and a tad sheepish. "Sorry to surprise you." He glances down at the page and does a double take. "Oh, is that me? Can I see, Master Ori?"

He's fairly bouncing with excitement. When they finally get off this ship, Merry hopes he'll be able to take the picture with him. An actual portrait of him by Ori of the company! It's terribly exciting. He'll probably frame it if he gets the chance.

[histori]

Ori blushes a little and smiles, looking down at his work. "Oh, well, it isn't quite finished, but I suppose I could let you. And j-just Ori, if you please."

A little nervously, he hands his sketchbook over for Merry to see. "Just be careful with it."

[bemerry]

Merry lifts the sketchbook as though it were the most precious and fragile of gems, laying down carefully in his laps, his finger tracing along the lines just above the paper, not daring to touch the actual drawing.

"Ori, it's-" his words are almost a whisper in awe, eyes wide, "it's lovely. How do you do this?"

Have a hobbit completely in awe. It's one thing to see a drawing Uncle Bilbo has kept, and yet another to see the actual talent right before him. Of him. Merry is astounded, it's truly gorgeous.

[histori]

Ori smiles and colors a little at the compliment, cheeks heating up as he shuffles awkwardly and glances away.

"Oh, it's...it's nothing. Just practice, I suppose?"

He has had over seventy years to work at this, after all.

[bemerry]

"Practice? This is a masterpiece, Ori." Meriadoc's voice is filled with wonder and excitement, even as he very carefully passes the sketchbook back to Ori.

He's quiet a moment, and then asks, a little bashfully, "Can I keep it? When you are done." He will frame in in a place of pride above the mantle in BRandy Hall, should he ever get home from this place.

His own cheeks flush slightly to match Ori's, but he would forever hate himself if he didn't ask.

[histori]

Ori gives a little laugh at that and looks down at his work. To him, it isn't much better than his usual, but Merry seems to think otherwise.

"Oh! Y-yes, of course, if you'd like!" He rubs at his face, blushing.

[bemerry]

Ori is very talented, even if he doesn't think so. Any hobbit would be honored to have such a fine portrait drawing hanging framed in their home.

Merry's smile is very wide. "Thank you very much! I shall treasure it a great deal." He almost starts to ramble to himself. "To think! My own masterpiece by the great Ori!"

All the faunts and hobbit children thought that BIlbo's portrait was the coolest of cool.