Art, Thursday, Period Three

Hardison had a couple of things pinging on his Leverage searches back home and had a feeling that they might be heading out on a job sometime soon. But it wasn't like art really had a final exam anyway, so he didn't feel terrible about the possibility of canceling class next week.

"A'ight, y'all, so we've had a semester to learn new types of artistic styles an' forms. So this class is a repeat of the first one." He waved a hand over the art room, where he'd once again pulled out as many different kinds of supplies as he could find. "Make somethin'. Anythin'. The only restriction is that it can't be the same thing you made the first week. Same subject is fine, but you gotta use somethin' you learned this semester."