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Who: Neku and Shuuya
When: Monday after school
Where: By some wall in some place that needs ART
What: Neku is arting it up again. Legally, this time. Shuuya thinks this is pretty cool.

Neku had finally gone to the outreach/art/whatever the hell it was thing that Mr. Locke/Aurion had given to him. He was enjoying it too, for the most part. They were given areas of town that needed the color and art (probably to avoid having it gratified illegally) and told they could spray paint there. Their designs had to get approved, of course... Neku had the sneaking suspicion that some of the people in this group were actually here because of court mandates or something after being caught vandalizing.

They're technically supposed to work together, but Neku's partner ditched today. He doesn't mind. Actually, he kind of perfers it this way. He can do his design like he wants to and no one can stop him.

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Shuuya would usually make a beeline straight to Japantown after school, since Tsubomi's home was there. He'd stop here and there sometimes at stores on the way to see if there was anything interesting to mention to her before he arrived--he was always on the lookout for the unusual now after learning about the Network, hoping that he'd stumble upon something remarkable. All in all, he was keeping a sharp eye out for anything out of the ordinary.

He knew a bit abut graffiti art in passing. He saw some scrawled across the shabbier parts of Locke City he was forbidden from exploring, but those were simple tags, done by the gangs in the area who were skilled at going unnoticed. He's never seen anyone actually work on a piece.

Which is why, when he spots the guy painting the wall up, he stops to look, thumbs hooked underneath his backpack's straps. Movement ceases. Shuuya watches for a moment before piping up.

"Ah... won't you be caught like this?"

"Huh?" Neku tends to get 'in the zone' when he's doing art in general, so now that he doesn't have to be worried about cops, he doesn't pay any attention to what's going on around him. "Oh, uh, no. I do this with some kind of outreach program... thing." Yeah he really has no idea what it's for, but he gets to do graffiti so it's fine.

"Outreach? Is it a school thing?" His attention caught, Shuuya approaches the wall to get a better look at the graffiti. "Does that mean you get to paint whenever you'd like?"

"Not exactly. It's a non-profit thing, I think." Seriously: he has no idea what this is actually for. "Whenever, kind of. Wherever, no." You probably don't want to stand too close, Shuuya, since Neku at least has something covering his mouth so he's not breathing it all in.

He quickly realizes this when the smell of it gets too strong. Shuuya quickly slaps a hand over his face as he steps back, but the enthusiasm in his eyes still shine strong. He's practically bouncing on his feet here.

"No way, no way~ So you're a sort of street artist for charity? That's so neat! So, so, that means you're handed some cans and told to paint whatever? Wow, what a life...!"

Neku stops and looks back at him, a little unnerved by the enthusiasm. Well, Neku was that excitable himself when it came to art, but he was generally more contained about it and it wasn't something he saw in others a lot. "Um, sort of? They have to look over drafts to make sure it's not something offensive or anything. They want to actually be art."

His mother had picked up a few hobbies during her search for something that would grab her interests and talents. Painting had been one of them, and something that he wanted to pick up too, until the both of them moved onto the next thing. Admittedly, he didn't have the discipline to study it with the dedication it demanded. But he still had a fondness for seeing art, in whatever form it was.

Shuuya folds his hands behind his back, tilting his head up.

"I see, I see... so, that's what you're whipping up right now, isn't it? This entire wall is yours?"

The more Shuuya talks, the less Neku knows how to deal with this situation. Not to mention 'whipping up' sounds a lot faster than this tends to take. "I... yes? I guess so." Sure, this was his wall now. Why not. Um, he'll just try painting again. He knows how to do that. Conversation ishard.

Conversation is a tough skill to master, but (fortunately/unfortunately) Shuuya was more than happy to fill in the gaps with his own chatter.

"You won't mind if I watch for a bit, right? Like, it's been a while since I've seen someone paint."

"If you want, I guess." Neku doesn't think it'll be that interesting, especially since he tends to be a perfectionist. But if Shuuya wanted to stay, Neku wasn't going to stop him. Unless he got distracting.

Shuuya can be a well-behaved kid when the situation calls for it. With the permission given, he sits against the wall opposite of the Neku's, setting down his schoolbag.

"Thanks a ton. I'm Shuuya, by the way! I forgot to introduce myself, didn't I?"

"Um... I'm Neku. Nice to meet you." He guesses. This shit is hard, ok.

Still, once introductions are over, he'll return his focus to the mural, perfecting his current spot before expanding.

Shuuya rests his chin on his hand as he watches, taking in the motions quietly. After a minute or so, he speaks up again.

"Do you go to Locke High as well, Neku?"

"Huh?" Neku glances back again- it's very easy for him to get sucked into what he's doing. "Oh, yeah... I'm a sophomore.'

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