Drawing In The Library

[RINGO AKAI]

Ringo sat in the corner, a sketch pad open in front of her. She was drawing a person reading a book. It was just a line drawing, but Ringo was adding the details. After a couple minutes, Ringo decided to make the person Sakura. She sketched the outline of her curly ponytail and her calm eyes. She unhooked a black Sharpie from her keychain and traced over the drawing. Satisfied, Ringo took out a pink Sharpie and scribbled a note in flouncy Ancient Greek.

[EUROS]

Euros slouched in a seat in the small Camp library. Eurus was an expert at slouching, and looking dejected or angry in general. He'd had enough practice with his brothers. He bushed his black hair out of his face, trying to read the book in his hands. Some book on Greek mythology. And guess who didn't even show up in it? Eurus. And it was that stupid brother of his that he could blame for that. Barely anyone even knew his name. Because a stupid brother of his had completely torn apart any record of him and tricked him into being locked up for fifty years.
The East Wind cast his blue gaze on the inhabitants of the library. He liked it here, at Camp Half Blood. This was a place people actually enjoyed his company, a place where he could truly be appreciated even if he was only a minor god, a spirit even. His eyes settled on a brunette girl. She was fixated on a sketch pad, so he settled down to watch her.

[RINGO AKAI]

Ringo flipped the page over and tapped the paper with her pencil. She closed the book and took the keychain of Sharpies off her belt loops. And she began doodling on the cover of the sketch pad. Once she was finished with that, Ringo opened the sketch pad. The Sharpies had bled through into the other pages. "DAMNIT!" Ringo cursed, a little too loudly. Her hand clamped over her mouth. She looked around to make sure nobody heard her. A emo dude (Just how Ringo thinks. ) was watching her. Ringo immediatly looked away and tore out the pages that had been ruined. Including the portrait of Sakura. Now Ringo would have to start all over.

[EUROS]

"Are you alright? What were you drawing?" the 'emo' kid questioned. He attempted to smile, then tried a more concerned expression. Both failed, and he came to sit next to her, witnessing the places where the Sharpies had bled through the cover of the sketchpad to the now torn out pages. A tiny eastward gust of wind met picked up in the room as he looked at the drawing of a girl. This brunette was good at drawing, really good at drawing, better than Euros himself. Though, that wasn't saying much. Eurus was a failure artist. The one time he'd masqueraded as a high school student in 2001, he'd failed art three times. Still, he was rather appreciative of the expression and wished he could do better so he'd taken quite a few art classes since then. Even now, he was only a bit above average, though. But this girl, she was really good. Impressive to the wind god, very impressive.

[ARTEMIS]

"My sister. But I like drawing on the cover." Ringo almost laughed.
She ripped away the pages ruined and started on a new drawing. She thought for a minute, then began drawing a kitten, as she loved cats.

The kitten was a cute little tabby with big, adorable eyes. It was rolled over on it's back, stretched out. It was pretty furry, with a big feathery tail in the air.

Ringo added whiskers (Over the eyes and on the face) and movement lines around the tail, so it looked like it was thumping on the chair the kitten was laying on. A fat corror with a bell around it was fastened around the kitten's neck.

Then she took out a thin black Sharpie and traced over the entire drawing. Then she wrote in bubble letters, 'Smudge.' (She drew my kitty! *hugs Smudgie*)

Ringo smiled, satisfied, and began sketching little hearts and bubbles scattered around the page.

[EUROS]

Euros watched the girl with growing interest, each line and stroke was amazing. Entranced, Euros stood, watching with unwavering blue eyes. He rummaged in the bag he often had with him, a black goth-style messenger bag. He pulled out a smaller bag, again black.
"My name is Euros, god of the East Wind.Look, I don't even know your name, but I do know that you're amazing at art. I want you to go further with your art ability. These were given to me by Iris, who created them with my and my brothers' help." Eurus opened the black bag, inside were four seemingly normal pens, marked with a star, a heart, a rainbow, and a river.
"The heart inlays the picture with emotion whenever you use it, the rainbow can become any color you want it to be, the star gives the picture the ability to move on the page, and the river gives it the ability to be physically sensed by any viewers. I grant you these gifts if you promise you will use them often, they will never wear out, and you promise you will attempt to expand your artistic ability as much as you possibly can."