Derping With Art

It was a nice and pretty, sun-shiny day when Sean sat down on one of the random couches in the Library with a book open in his lap. Inside, it was filled with several different famous art pieces from Picasso and VanGough and other great artists. He was trying to find some kind of inspiration for his next piece since he had come to an artist block. As he looked, Sean's eyes grew wide from excitement as he studied the artwork before quickly closing the book with a loud slam. He needed to stop reading or he would lose track of time and stay there all day. That was when he heard someone coming...

Harmony walked out past the shelves, a rather small book in her hands. It was old looking, hard covered and with yellow pages, but she didn't seem to mind; in fact, it made her all the more interested. Mostly because of the print and the different vocabulary that she found a little funny, but still... She had planned to go into her seat and flip through the pages, but she near jumped and let out a little 'eep!' when the book slammed a few feet away.
The young girl turned her head, her green eyes looking for the source out of instinct. She frowned when she saw Sean. "What did you scare me like that for?" Harmony near demanded in a strangely light tone.

Logan had his feet out on the table and was leaning back in his chair. He was half asleep with a book on potatoes the Black Plague balancing on his face, but stirred at the slam of a book not far away. He shogged (:D) the book off his face and into his hand, before turning to face Sean with interest. "Something wrong?" He yawned, rubbing absentmindedly at his eye.

Sean immediately looked up when he heard two voices which had snapped him out of a small daydream. When he saw Harmony and Logan both questioning him slamming the book, his cheeks started burning slightly. "Oh, uh, sorry about that. I didn't mean to disturb you," he told them bashfully. "I was just trying to keep myself from being whisked away from time in that book. It tends to happen..."

Harmony had already gone as far as, oh dear lord, crossing her arms by the time that Logan had awoken in confusion. "And look~ You woke him up too!" she said in a strangely scolding manner that didn't match her appearance in the least. The young lady loosened up, though, when he apologized hastily, the blush only adding onto it. It made her smile a little. Aww. He was shy. "Well, alright then." She said in a sudden change of attitude.
She rather liked shy boys. They usually let her do the talking and easily let herself fall into her own gasconade >w> of stories and rumors. So, without invitation, she sat down next to him and held out a hand, wondering if he were one of the people she greeted on her first day here. "Hi! I'm Harmony." she greeted brightly. Not wanting to forget Logan, she waved a hand to his sleepy self and called 'hi' to him too.

I like getting whisked away in my sleep, but thanks for stopping me~! He bit his tongue. He was just cranky, that's all. "It's alright. I shouldn't have fallen asleep anyway." He called from where he sat. He waved back and Harmony while stretching for a moment, once again leaning back in his chair.

Sean stared at Logan for a moment, not exactly convinced that it was okay. Maybe, if he were sneaky enough, he could escape through the postern...

Snapping back to reality, he looked back over at Harmony, flinching ever-so-slightly at her scolding before giving her a smile at her change-of-heart. "Hey Harmony. I'm Sean Howell. Its nice to meet you," he said, grabbing her hand and shaking it gently, only noticing that he still had a little bit of paint on the back his hand from earlier at that moment.

Harmony smiled as the sleeping boy waved back at her. "You've got red marks on your face." she commented, gesturing to her own face the spots where his book had pressed down for two long. Her attention was flicked back at Sean, noticing the strange colors on his hand as he shook hers. The young girl looked amazed, "You like to paint too?" she said excitedly.

OOC: Ohohoh. xD I just realized Hana and Harmony have the same color. *shot*

IC: Logan's hands immediately went to his face. He felt the little tiny indents in his skin as they started to disappear and frowned. "Oh.. Thanks." He said, blinking his eyes as a small blush started on his checks.
Suddenly, the temperature in the room dropped in the room and Logan sighed, before turning to see his favorite little ghost. "What do you want?" He demanded in a whisper to the choppy haired little girl sitting beside him.
"I'm bored." His little sister pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. How a ghost that could come and go as they pleased could grow bored, he didn't know, but it irked him. "Well, I can't do anything about that." He shot back quietly, looking back at Harmony and Sean. He'd probably look like a freak again, if they noticed at all.
Hana's frowned increased before she vanished, but Logan could have sworn he saw a familiar mischievous glint in her eyes. Oh great...

Sean quickly nodded at Harmony as he tried to scrape the remaining paint off of his hands with his nails. "I thought I had washed all the paint off," He replied, still slightly nervous even though he was becoming more comfortable with the conversation. "I guess I'm just too much of a messy artist." He smiled as he suddenly noticed Logan speaking again. Not wanting to be rude and ignore him, Sean turned to face Logan and his invisible sister. "Uh, who are you talking to?" He asked as politely as he could.

Harmony shrugged at the painter-boy, "Nothing wrong with that." she said lightly, "I love making big pictures that cover hugs walls." The young girl spanned her arms out happily to exaggerate the size. "It's hard to be neat with paint. Especially on big canvases when you're paying attention to the little details." She only spoke from experience of painting rainbows and little people on her room walls, but hey~ Harmony sorta got it.
She hadn't noticed that Logan was talking to someone else until Sean had brought it up. "He was talking to someone?" The blonde asked a little daftly.

Logan's eyes widened and he blushed. "I wasn't talking to myself!" He exclaimed, biting his lip. "It- I was talking to... My... It's my power, okay?" He finally sighed in defeat.
Hana smiled cheekily as she appeared behind Harmony and Sean. So this is what she'd do to entertain herself. Logan frowned. Slowly he shook his head, telling her no to whatever she was up to.

Sean blinked, not exactly understanding what Logan was talking about. "What's your power?" He asked curiously, really wanting to know. "Can you talk to ghosts or something?"

Harmony tilted her head at the boy, an unamused look on her face. "Are you sure they're ghosts or is he just chatting it up with a few voices in his head?" She asked a little sarcastically. She didn't believe ghosts existed, so there was no way this kid could "talk" with them, right?

Logan narrowed his eyed at Harmony for a moment before turned back to Sean. "Mhm. Ghosts. Like.. um..." He stammered, running his fingers through his hair as Hana snickered. He had yet to figure our what was on her mind. "My little sister. She's sorta standing behind you." He explained, and as if on queue Hana softly jabbed Harmony in the back, a giggle erupting from her throat, which she made sure Sean and Harmony could hear.

Sean's head immediately turnedaround so that he was facing directly behind him only to hear the small, faint giggle of Hana. His eyes suddenly grew wide as fear struck through him and basically made him fall out of his chair with a sharp gasp. "w-what was.. who was.. t-that?" he stammered, staring at a blank space behind Harmony.