Prompt: Aliblu + Sketching.
"This is pointless," Querl grumbled, leaning back in his chair. She paid him no mind. With a huff, he dropped his book on his lap, folding his arms stubbornly over his chest.
"Don't move," came Aliblu's quiet, calm response, not even looking up from her sketchpad, having replied to similar statements far too many times already.
He made a slight face, refusing to back down this time. "I don't see why I have to sit here," Querl insisted, rolling his eyes slightly. "It would be far easier if you simply used an image of me as a reference."
"It's different," she stated simply, in an infuriatingly calm voice, eyes flickering up to him. "There's more life in it if I can see your movements, too."
Querl let out a derisive snort, unwilling to admit he knew nothing about that, but stood up abruptly. "Regardless, I'm taking a break to work."
As he turned to go, Aliblu's amused voice floated up to him. "That's fine. I finished 15 minutes ago, anyway."
A/N: It is the return of Aliblu! I have way too many with her, curses, better be prepared.
