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[delincuente]

[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.]

Comments

[delincuente]

Most anything. Some stuff gets kind of funky if you try to replicate it too much, like food, or medicine. The chemicals start to get all weird. But, like, toilet paper? I got it covered.

[sandhate]

[ He nods, understandably. Toilet paper, yes. Food, no. ]

What about... metal parts? That's simple enough, right?

[delincuente]

Should be, as long as they aren't, like, super big.

[sandhate]

What's too big...?

Could I ask if you could [ He almost rolls his eyes but he refuses to be a shit today. ] I don't know--magic into existence a metal rod? Something that can fit in your hand.

[delincuente]

Like, I couldn't magic you up a whole new ship. But metal rods sound totally fine.

[sandhate]

If you could magic up a whole new ship, I don't think you would be here still.

But that's great! I need it for a-- It's a sculpting project. Sort of.

[delincuente]

Sculpting. Like, weird industrial art, or something?

[sandhate]

[ he answers way too quickly. ]

Yes, exactly that.

[delincuente]

[Yeah she totally doesn't believe you bro]

Cool. We could all use more abstract installation art. Just make sure it's ambiguolously phallic.

[sandhate]

[ alex why ]

Give me ten pieces and I'll make it as ambiguously phallic as you want.

[delincuente]

You have got yourself a deal, sir.