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driftfleet2016-02-27 02:05 pm
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[Alex sets up the camera to face her and her small room, which seems to have been filled to the brim with art supplies. There are canvases, small containers of her magically-multiplied paints, and a couple of dismantled easels she found in a junk shop, all piled on and against the vacant side of her large captain's bed.
She clears her throat, looking a little awkward, and gives a wave.] Hey. So - I've been thinking of setting up sort of an art studio, over on the Iskaulit. Like, a place where people can just chill out and paint, or whatever. Get their relaxation on. Art therapy, whatever you want to call it.
I don't really talk about this or anything, but I used to live in this really shitty castle with a bunch of our other pals here, and it did some awful stuff to me. So I got all messed up, and depressed, and I got through it there by just literally painting all the time. And maybe there are some other people here who need to do the same thing, just to keep sane and everything.
I got all the supplies I need on the station, and I can use magic to multiply and restock them. Just let me know if you think it sounds like a cool idea. I mean, I'll be doing it anyway probs, but... Yeah. Hit me up.
[She's never been good at normal, earnest broadcasts, and that's about all she can manage for the moment. She throws up a peace sign before leaning up to turn off the camera.]
She clears her throat, looking a little awkward, and gives a wave.] Hey. So - I've been thinking of setting up sort of an art studio, over on the Iskaulit. Like, a place where people can just chill out and paint, or whatever. Get their relaxation on. Art therapy, whatever you want to call it.
I don't really talk about this or anything, but I used to live in this really shitty castle with a bunch of our other pals here, and it did some awful stuff to me. So I got all messed up, and depressed, and I got through it there by just literally painting all the time. And maybe there are some other people here who need to do the same thing, just to keep sane and everything.
I got all the supplies I need on the station, and I can use magic to multiply and restock them. Just let me know if you think it sounds like a cool idea. I mean, I'll be doing it anyway probs, but... Yeah. Hit me up.
[She's never been good at normal, earnest broadcasts, and that's about all she can manage for the moment. She throws up a peace sign before leaning up to turn off the camera.]
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[He wasn't an artist himself, but he knew plenty in the fleet. ]
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Yeah? I was afraid it was kinda stupid at first, but I then can't put a studio in my room like I did at the castle.
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I'm pretty sure he'd take offense to you saying what he's most passionate about boring.
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But you don't have to be great at something to think it's great. [He thinks cooking is amazing even though he's bad at it!] I mean think of it this way, artists get inspiration from space all the time, even if they're not astronomers or astronauts.
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[She's still really bitter over it, moreso as she meets more and more people who have more book knowledge than her.]
But no, you're right. I think space is super cool looking. I went to Mars once, and it was rad.
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Really? What were you doing on Mars?
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Er...did you get Max back to Earth?
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[So. Couldn't have happened.]
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I don't know if it's worth being jealous over. I'm actually envious of people who have siblings.
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That really doesn't sound that bad.
[Seriously that stuff is just standard when you're living at the circus]
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[But it's not accusatory - it's closer to affectionate, ew.]
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No, I'm saying it because I grew up in the circus. It gets a lot worse there than stinky socks and toilet seat splatters.
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Ew. Okay. Forget I said anything. I'm already having porta-potty flashbacks.
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It's all forgotten.