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[Gryphon Matsuoka]

Gryph sighed happily as he stepped out into the courtyard, his DSLR camera hanging on his neck. Photography was a passion of his, and although it wasn't technically secret, he just didn't tell many people about it, but he wasn't afraid to make it obvious. He loved the concept of photography, every philosophy behind the art had a deeper meaning. One of his favourite quotes that he had heard from somewhere, and it stuck in his mind, was about photography; 'You can take a picture of something from different angles and in varying lights, but that doesn't change what it is.' It was a bit clumpy, but the meaning behind it was... inspirational.

Gryph walked around the scene a little. There wasn't much snow that day, so it was a bit cold and the only evidence that the flakes had ever fell were the occasional patches of white that covered the Earth. A few icicles spiked towards the Earth and glistened in the light, and there were two or three people walking around, but only to go back inside. To most, it was a pretty miserable day. To Gryphon, it was amazing.

He looked for the little details to focus on, a cluster of icy spikes hanging from a tree, the frost that covered everything unnoticably, his own breath as it left his mouth and made a small cloud of mist, before dissapating. It may not have been one of the best days, but it was still magical.

He perched on the ground, sitting on his heels, but not letting his knees touch the floor. He picked up his camera and turned it on, taking off the lens cap and slipping it into the pocket of his thermal jacket. He put the viewfinder to his eye and focused on his subject: a single snowdrop that had poked it's way out of the ground and stood majestically proud, no matter it's size. Gryph smirked a little and began snapping a few shots, this was what he loved.

[Kelly Thompson]

Winter wasn't Kelly's favorite season. It was cold, grey, and he was almost always cooped up indoors. But the day seemed a little warm. Warm enough to have only a few patches of snow and icy spots in front of doorways instead of layers of snow. It was a rather nice day in Kelly's eyes. He might as well've taken advantage of the weather while it lasted. So he decided it was better to get some fresh cold air rather than stay in stuffy dorms.

After bundling up in a long-sleeved shirt and two hoodies, the Canadian strolled down to the courtyard. As he exhaled his breath showed, making him burry his chin into his collar some. He gazed around casually at his surroundings. The bare trees looked less sad and more elegant with sparkling icicles hanging from branches. Kelly smiled a little. Despite the uncomfortable temperature and sneaky ice hiding under a light dusting of snow, the day was actually pretty beautiful.

Kelly quickly noticed a focused Gryphon crouching with his camera. He seemed absorbed in a little flower that manage to squeeze itself out of the ground. The Canadian boy stepped over to watch, making sure to stay out of his light. Kelly respected that his friend enjoyed photography, and didn't want to ruin a picture. That would be like someone giving him the wrong hardness of charcoal for an already half-done piece. It was just annoying.

"Hey Gryph. That flower is mighty brave to be popping up in the beginning of winter." Kelly chuckled to his friend. Technically winter started on the twenty first, but it felt like it started in November. Still, they had until mid-March until snow would melt and make mud.

[Gryphon Matsuoka]

Gryph had snapped a few more frames before hearing his friend's voice. He turned a little from his position on the ground to smile and take him in, "It sure is. But I'm glad it did." He looked back at the sprouted organism, "It's beautiful." He paused for a moment before lifting himself up off the ground.

The cold was pretty sharp, though not as biting as it had been more recently. Gryph was pretty glad of that, and was planning on possibly fitting in a flight later on, or possibly sooner. The problem with flying the cold was that your muscles tended to tighten from the temperature, or go numb mid-flight. That made it dangerous to be doing in winter-time, and he wanted to grasp the oppurtunity as it arose.

Gryph turned to Kelly and smirked, turning off his camera and leaving it around his neck, so he could keep his attention on the Canadian, "So, got a reason for bein' out here too?" Of course, he didn't need one. Gryph would've been happy with simply going out to enjoy the wonder of nature, but his camera was charged, and he had his muse at hand. It was a good day to be creative.

[Kelly Thompson]

Kelly nodded in agreement. While the flower wasn't exactly smart, it was indeed beautiful. "It's gonna look great in the photos." he smiled. It wasn't everyday a flower poked proudly out of snow in a rather picturesque way. He watched as his winged friend rose to his feet.

"Eh.. Not really. Indoors just got too stuffy, y'know?" Kelly chuckled. He rubbed his fingers together to keep them from turning pink in the cold before stuffing his hands into his pockets. He was sure his ears and cheeks would be getting red soon eventually. "So how're you this fine day?" He offered a smile.

[Gryphon Matsuoka]

Gryph sighed contentedly, "Yeah." He smiled and hovered on the possibilities for a moment. He loved being creative, there were so many oppurtunities, so many different ideas that he could explore. Creativity was practically boundless.

Gryphon put his hands in his pockets as well, since they were doing anything useful now. He nodded understandingly, the cold could be very useful and enjoyable when it needed to be. "I'm good, thanks." He returned the smile and shivered slightly against the cold, seeing as he was no longer curled up or moving, "What about you?"