#peg doll

It's him! It's Aelin!

AHH! He's finally done! I've been making this sucker for a month!!

"Sure, sure. Just let me finish here.”  The door answered, the muffled sound of Aelin scratching away at his desk. Tegan shoved the door open, rattling the hinges, and charged toward Aelin with an eager glint in her eye.

She tugged impatiently at the hem of his vest, neck craned up to pout at him. His clothes often hung loosely on his body, bigger and often ill fitting. Sometimes made for a species other than his own. “Aelin, it’s time! We gotta go!” The pull towards the gallery was like getting caught in a stream of electricity, unbearable in the way it jerked at her nerves and vibrated in her mind. Intoxicating in the way it made her hands yearn for thought. Granted, she would have to clean before she got to any of the practicing that the older salarian had promised- but that was only a passing truth, forgotten when compared with a tantalizing prize.

Her brother’s eyes were clouded over by focus. His pen moved quickly across a dim holo screen. With small twitches of Aelin’s fingers, notes disappeared and gave way to diagrams-sketches of what was to be. And Tegan grew tired of him seeing the screen instead of her. “AELIN!”

“Huh?” He blinked out of his haze. “Oh, Petal. When did you get here?”

I'm so excited by how he turned out!! I love him so much! Sewing clothes may not be my strongest skill, and his shirt could have stood for more construction-but I'm proud of myself! These pieces were my first foray into doll clothes.

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