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"ugh, can't wait until that's me." maya comments with a groan at udyati's comment about not being in school anymore. "but fucking right? exactly. exactly. you get it. school is a fucking cesspool full of teachers that get off on giving you a hard time and tries to teach you shit you're never gonna actually need in life. i'm an artist, why do i need to learn math?" there's a reason she's either constantly skipping or sleeping in class. "and now you can't even make comments to yourself, in a hallway, without getting more unnecessary bullshit."

"stuff like this is why i'm so glad i'm not in school anymore. you're already forced to give up so much of your time and energy to that hell of an institution and you willingly give them more? could not be me. most teachers are energy vampires. to quote mj: all i wanna say is that they don't really care about us."

this time maya can't hold back the roll of her eyes at kie's comment about her attitude. it's not like it's anything she hasn't heard before. but at the revelation of what the other's here for, realization dawns on her. she hasn't forgotten about the sketches, in fact, they're sitting finished on the desk in the corner as they speak. but she had forgotten kie would be showing up to get them soon. to be fair, it's been a long week.

still though, she's not easily going to admit her faults or mistakes so instead she purses her lips, ignoring the comments about the texts - she always keeps her phone on silent when she's trying to concentrate and she won't apologize for it - before letting out another sigh and setting the pencil down and laying her sketchbook open on the bed.

"right, yeah, okay. but no, no need to ask anyone else. they're right here." she stands, making her way over to them and picking them up the desk. however before handing them over she gives the other a raised brow. "i want the money first." of course she's not going to trust easily, it's not in her nature. no matter how much khione may have proven herself to be trustworthy in the past. this involves her getting paid.

it takes her longer than expected to get to maya, if only because mister kent inquired about her and her friends like the good person he is.

(and, also, whether this is a shoes-off household or not, she is a shoes-off person.)

after making the trek to maya's room, kie knocks before entering. it doesn't matter if people told her before that she can just enter (some of her classmates don't give a fuck, like karol topolski); she can't for the life of her enter someone's precious private domain without at least announcing herself.

"your frosty attitude," kie shoots back immediately, "please cool it down. i'm here for the figure skating dress sketches, as previously discussed. with the payment, also as previously discussed."

for a moment, she's quiet, taking in maya's room. "dunno if you saw it but i texted you i was on my way. and then i texted you again when i got here." then her demeanor softens, like snow flurries descending. "if it's not do-able, that's okay too. really, i can just ask penny lent. no harm, no foul. it'll still get done before my showcase. i don't want you to get stressed out on my behalf. i know what it's like when other people turn art into something it's not and i would never want to do that to a fellow artist."

@drummerdaines asked: all my life, i've been waiting for an opportunity like this. ( maya + andy )

( treasure planet (2002) prompts )

"hm?" comes from maya, questioning noise in her throat as she looks up from her phone and to andy, brow raised. "an opportunity like what?" she absolutely had not been paying attention to a word the other girl had said, having tuned her out ages ago. but at least she's actually asking about what andy is talking about and not just pretending like she had listened and knows what's going on. the redhead should count herself lucky for that.

@drummerdaines asked: did you actually aim for that? ( maya + andy )

( treasure planet (2002) prompts )

"yes." maya answers, sarcasm dripping from her tone, giving a roll of her eyes. "i totally wanted to hit the wall instead of the trash can so the smoothie would splatter all over it and onto the floor, that was totally my goal. you figured it out!" the enthusiasm at the end is just as sarcastic as the rest of her words as she stands, going to grab a towel to clean the mess up. "any more stupid questions?" is asked, looking to the redhead with an unimpressed expression.

@sixbillicnsouls asked: did you actually aim for that? ( maya + quentin )

( treasure planet (2002) prompts )

"No." Maya ground out with gritted teeth, irritation flaring up within her. Not only because she felt as though she was being called out, but also for her failure. For letting the guy get away. For missing, hitting the wall (with her heat vision) instead of him. "No I didn't and thanks for the fucking reminder." She let out a frustrated noise, plopping herself down on the ground and running a hand through her hair, not sure what the hell she was supposed to do now. She looked up at the other, feeling irritated even by her presence at the moment. "You know, if you were gonna be here you could've at least made yourself useful."

@heartfe1t didn't like but gets bc maya demands rosie

it's been a long day, far too long of one - in her opinion. dedicating her life to fighting crime means sometimes her days end with her impossibly worn down, strung out, exhausted. but she never lets it show though, not for most around her, at least. always having to be that tough girl, that angry girl, the one putting on a brave face because she'll be damned if she lets anyone break down the walls she's so carefully constructed and put up ...

the exception, however, to all of this is of course, rose white. the one person on earth who gets to see every single side of maya that she doesn't show to anyone else. the weak side, the soft side, the vulnerable side. the one person who calms all those smoldering flames. so now, as she arrives, she doesn't say much. dropping her bag down on the ground, before approaching her girlfriend, not even hesitating before making her way into the other's lap - arms going to wrap tight around her.

"hey rosie."

@freezegirl liked for a starter!

maya is trying to concentrate on the sketch in front of her, charcoal pencil moving across the paper, when she's suddenly interrupted by the sound of her bedroom door opening. eyebrows scrunching together, irritation flaring up at the interruption, she raises her head, somehow not surprised to see that it's kie. she lets out a sigh, holding back an eyeroll. "i'm a little busy at the moment." gesture towards her sketchbook. "but what's up?"

@milleroptimism liked for a starter!

Maya wanted to give into her instincts, to raise her hackles, bare her teeth, run away, but she was trying so so hard to actually be respectful. Be the daughter her father had raised. Still though, she crossed her arm over her chest protectively, eyed the older woman warily. "Look, I'm fine. Really. I just need to get home, so if you could let me call my dad I'll be on my way and out of your hair ..." She didn't do other adults, didn't trust most aside from the select few that she did, she just wanted out of there.

@downspirals liked for a starter!

"i don't need help from anyone, least of all you." maya says with a glare towards the other, backing up from her as though rain's going to provide unwanted touch or something. "just leave me alone. don't you have someone else you can go bother?"

@depictedblue liked for a starter!

"you're gonna get yourself punched if you keep saying shit like that." maya comments, brow raised. she's not necessarily saying she's going to do the punching, but, well, if the situation calls for it. "do you ever hear yourself talking and think maybe it's better if you just stay quiet?"

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