Post by Lori on Jun 14, 2017 3:01:41 GMT
Izzy's outfit
Intro for Kat
With the teacher in the photography studio giving the class a final warning to upload and save the last of their work, Izzy held in a sigh. He had most of this project done, although starting the next one was going to prove to be a bit of a challenge. The teacher didn't like the students using the same subject multiple times. Scruff probably needed a break anyway. Izzy saved his files in his specific folder on one of the few computers in the room before gathering his binder and placing it in his backpack. He had started out the morning with one of his least favorite classes, math, and now his day ended with his photo editing class.
He couldn't say for certain that Metric was much better than his school in West Virginia. It wasn't like the Jewish population was huge and everyone already seemed to come with their own group of friends. Izzy had never been so glad that he had been able to get Scruff and keep him in his dorm. It looked like today was going to be another day of homework and playing with the aging cat. It was a shame; Izzy really didn't want to be doing math homework when he could be taking pictures of his cat or other wildlife. But at least here he didn't have rules after rules to follow.
He picked up his camera and held it in his hands gently, almost as if he were protecting it. Izzy couldn't imagine what he'd do if something happened to it! He stayed close to the wall as he headed down the hall and towards the exit of the building. As he approached the dance studio he heard some music. It was probably a class or one of the college students getting a routine together. He turned his head slightly to glance into the room as he walked by, only to see one girl in there. Izzy took a few steps back to watch her moves. Normally he preferred to photograph animals - actually to be around animals in general. Then again, he never actually watched someone dance for himself. It was kind of interesting. Removing the lens cap and turning on his camera, Izzy quietly navigated his way around, though trying to remain close to the door. Maybe if he stayed really quiet and didn't pick a fight, she wouldn't mind him just snapping a couple of photos....
Intro for Kat
With the teacher in the photography studio giving the class a final warning to upload and save the last of their work, Izzy held in a sigh. He had most of this project done, although starting the next one was going to prove to be a bit of a challenge. The teacher didn't like the students using the same subject multiple times. Scruff probably needed a break anyway. Izzy saved his files in his specific folder on one of the few computers in the room before gathering his binder and placing it in his backpack. He had started out the morning with one of his least favorite classes, math, and now his day ended with his photo editing class.
He couldn't say for certain that Metric was much better than his school in West Virginia. It wasn't like the Jewish population was huge and everyone already seemed to come with their own group of friends. Izzy had never been so glad that he had been able to get Scruff and keep him in his dorm. It looked like today was going to be another day of homework and playing with the aging cat. It was a shame; Izzy really didn't want to be doing math homework when he could be taking pictures of his cat or other wildlife. But at least here he didn't have rules after rules to follow.
He picked up his camera and held it in his hands gently, almost as if he were protecting it. Izzy couldn't imagine what he'd do if something happened to it! He stayed close to the wall as he headed down the hall and towards the exit of the building. As he approached the dance studio he heard some music. It was probably a class or one of the college students getting a routine together. He turned his head slightly to glance into the room as he walked by, only to see one girl in there. Izzy took a few steps back to watch her moves. Normally he preferred to photograph animals - actually to be around animals in general. Then again, he never actually watched someone dance for himself. It was kind of interesting. Removing the lens cap and turning on his camera, Izzy quietly navigated his way around, though trying to remain close to the door. Maybe if he stayed really quiet and didn't pick a fight, she wouldn't mind him just snapping a couple of photos....