(I am sooooo sorry I haven’t been on. I’ve had a hectic week, and I honestly have had very little time to myself. My apologies. :/ I will try and get on more this week. I go on Spring Break next week though, so I’ll be on a lot more then.)

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askbuzzlightyear:

anddaddy-theytookmyboot:

askbuzzlightyear:

anddaddy-theytookmyboot:

(OOC: Eee! Thank you so much! That means a lot. ^__^ You do very well yourself!)

Jane poured him a cup of tea, and handed it to him. “Oh, of course! I’m sure that suit of yours must be very uncomfortable in this heat. Mr. Clayton’s clothes might fit you better than my father’s. Just let me go get something for you to wear.” She smiled at him and disappeared into a tent. When she came out, she held long cargo pants and a yellow shirt. “Here you go, Mr. Lightyear. I hope these will do. Style isn’t much of a big deal out here. The heat and the bugs make it rather difficult. But I do hope you’ll be more comfortable in this.” She hands him the clothes before sitting down on a crate nearby. “You can use his tent to change. But I wouldn’t touch anything in there.. he is a very peculiar man…” She looked a bit uncomfortable when speaking of Mr. Clayton, but tried to shake the mood off.

“Thank you ma’am.” Buzz took the clothes, nodding at her instructions. This Mr. Clayton may be someone important, he thought, to make her take extra precautions toward how he liked and didn’t like things. He went inside to change, making sure not to move anything around, and with a lack of anywhere to put his normal suit, he pressed a button hidden on the back that allowed it to fold up into an impossibly small square which he shoved into the pockets of his new clothes. Without the usual purple cover he wore over his head, his dirty blond hair splayed out in soft curls down to his shoulders, complimenting the colors he was wearing, he seemed a bit more- well a lot more- normal. With a height of five foot and eight inches and a somewhat broad chest. 

(ooc: When rping Buzz as an actual ‘human’ of sorts, I picture Heath ledger xD

Just to help you see what I’m seeing) 

(OOC I always envision blonde hair as well! And of course, Heath Ledger is a perfect specimen of man. Hahaha.)

Jane was preoccupied, sketching in a worn, leather book. The look in that leopard’s eyes wouldn’t leave her mind, and she just had to sketch it before she lost the intensity. She made slight hmm-ing sounds as she drew the sleek back and tail of the great cat.
She heard Buzz walking toward her and she glanced up, only to do a double take. “My, what a head of hair you have there, Mr. Lightyear! The girls back in England would be all over you in a jiffy!” She chuckled and shook her head. She continued sketching as she spoke, “I’ve always been somewhat of an anomaly back home. I’d rather be sitting out at the park sketching, while all the other girls enjoyed going out and being courted by men. I was so glad to have the opportunity to come here to Africa. It’s much more my style than England ever will be.” She smiled sadly, thinking about how she’d have to leave this beautiful place to go back home in only a few weeks.

“Oh, why thank you.” He said, habitually wiping his hand over his mouth to wipe away the blush he knew was threatening his cheeks. He never was good with taking compliments or anything involving dating or romance, so anything directed toward him containing any of the two was never easy to handle. “What are you doing there Mrs. Jane?” Buzz inquired, walking a little closer and fixing the color of his shirt.

“Just trying to get the look in the leopard’s eyes just right… He was just so beautiful, and I’d be a fool to not sketch him while he is fresh in my mind.” She bit her lip in concentration as she finished, unaware that she did so. “There!” She smiled brilliantly, “It’s just a sketch, but when I get back home I will be able to do a much better painting. Or maybe he should be sculpted. Wood maybe… not clay.. maybe bronze would work. I’m not quite sure if that will do the eyes and justice though. Maybe a painting would be better. Hmm..” She mumbled to herself a moment as she looked at the sketch. Then, catching herself, she smiled up at Buzz. “Sorry, I get a bit.. lost in my mind at times.” She chuckled.