Not quite finished, but done all the same, the artist abruptly drops his charcoal and stands, performing a very creative form of agility that involves looking like a calf learning to frolic, trying not to trip over the lap-board while it clatters to the ground—and there he goes, dashing a few strides away from the group and its spectral terrors, to stand with his back turned to one and all. With one hand on his hip and the other flat on his collarbones, he breathes deeply, and—
Nope. That didn't work. Nothing comes up, fortunately, but his coughing sounds thick and unpleasant. Still, he does his level best to be as polite as a trim young man can possibly be while trying not to turn inside-out. Ah, dignity. Nothing like dry-heaving in front of someone you're about to meet. He's on his feet, at least, even if there is quite a lot of uncomfortable pacing, head-bowing, putting of hands on hips, and so on. See how manfully he suffers!!
"Ah-hrm," he says, with his fist in front of his mouth, as if he can startle his ills away by coughing aggressively.
Should anyone think to approach him before he's ready to return, he'll wave them off without looking, perhaps show them his index finger: Give me a minute.
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Not quite finished, but done all the same, the artist abruptly drops his charcoal and stands, performing a very creative form of agility that involves looking like a calf learning to frolic, trying not to trip over the lap-board while it clatters to the ground—and there he goes, dashing a few strides away from the group and its spectral terrors, to stand with his back turned to one and all. With one hand on his hip and the other flat on his collarbones, he breathes deeply, and—
Nope. That didn't work. Nothing comes up, fortunately, but his coughing sounds thick and unpleasant. Still, he does his level best to be as polite as a trim young man can possibly be while trying not to turn inside-out. Ah, dignity. Nothing like dry-heaving in front of someone you're about to meet. He's on his feet, at least, even if there is quite a lot of uncomfortable pacing, head-bowing, putting of hands on hips, and so on. See how manfully he suffers!!
"Ah-hrm," he says, with his fist in front of his mouth, as if he can startle his ills away by coughing aggressively.
Should anyone think to approach him before he's ready to return, he'll wave them off without looking, perhaps show them his index finger: Give me a minute.