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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.]

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[save_the_souls]

I think an art studio sounds like a great idea.

[He wasn't an artist himself, but he knew plenty in the fleet. ]

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[helladoomed]

An art studio sounds pretty sweet. I haven't really had time to paint anything in forever.

[Or the inspiration, maybe. Okay with that out of the way.]

...Sooooo, you can make copies of stuff with magic, huh?

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[reek]

Oh, woe is you.

[ Guess who's back and ready to start this argument thing all over again? It's Alex's favorite piece of garbage.

At least he actually seems to be doing some of his basic duties right now from the look of the armory behind him. ]

I think it sounds pointless.

[ He actually does see the point. He would probably lose sight of his own mind really quickly if he couldn't shoot a bow every now and then, but who like to argue? Theon. Theon loves to argue. ]

[delincuente]

[Awww she looks pleased.]

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.

[delincuente]

You should check it out, then. Maybe you can help me graffiti the walls.

[Aaaand she isn't positive what Chloe is referring to, but she has enough of an idea to make a joke guess.]

And yes, I can duplicate some pot for you.

[helladoomed]

I am all about graffiting the walls.

[She puts on a mock-innocent look.]

I have no idea what you mean, of course.

[delincuente]

Making fun of a murder victim? How classy.

[She smacks on her chewing gum and gives him a thumbs up.]

Go get your beating heart ripped out and then we'll talk about what's pointless.

[delincuente]

As long as you share, I'm up for it.

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[helladoomed]

[Hmm. Give her a second while she makes this more of a direct call.]

Really? Didn't think you were the type. More like straight-edge Max.

[save_the_souls]

Yeah! I know a number of artists in the fleet. I'm sure they'd love to have a place where they can work.

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[stefanged]

[The second she cuts off the feed, Stefan rushes over to her side. How did he manage to fit in the room despite those art supplies? The world may never know.]

You did a great job. [He grins, reaching up so he can properly kiss her on the forehead. He might be feeling especially schmoopy today, and he might regret it later, but he doesn't care right now.] I don't know what the rest of the Fleet'll think, but the Iskaulit definitely needs something creative.

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[experiencepoints]

... Coming from a different shitty castle that did awful stuff... It sounds like a good idea to me. Probably the best coping method I've heard yet.

[delincuente]

Really? I don't think I've met any. Seemed like there were tons in Para.

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[delincuente]

Who, me? [She has to laugh.] Just 'cause of the celibate boyfriend thing?

[helladoomed]

It is kind of a factor.

I doubt he's a big fan.

[delincuente]

[Alex holds him in place for a second to press a kiss to his cheek, right next to his sun-bright smile. She feels so happy and free right now, finally putting this idea out there.]

Yeah? I figured everyone could do with some color. There's too much silver and grey here.

[delincuente]

[Alex gives a sympathetic smile, still a bit awkward with the earnest emotions, but at least trying.]

I painted New York City all over my walls there. Kind of a piece of myself that it couldn't take.

[save_the_souls]

Mm! Our cook Jilly is an artist, and Sokka does his own art though it's...um, he has a unique style! [Yeah] Though Clay's really good too, though he'll insist he's more of a scientist.

[experiencepoints]

[She feels you, Alex. Emotions are hard and should be ignored whenever possible.]

New York City... That's Earth, right?

[stefanged]

Exactly. This isn't 1984, so we might as well make it a little brighter.

[By we, he really means Alex. His artistic talent is non-existent once he leaves the wonderful world of writing.]

Did you have a space in mind already?

[reek]

Funny. You look alive to me. Your mouth wouldn't be moving quite so much if you weren't.

[ What a zinger. ]

No need. I've already told you what's pointless.

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[astrobleme]

I've never heard of art therapy before.

[But he really does need to find a way to chill out...]

[delincuente]

Yep. My quaint little hometown of eight million people.

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[beardstrokes]

Does it really work? This . . . art therapy, I mean.

[ He's not keen on it, but if it has satisfying results . . . well, it's something to keep in mind. ]

[delincuente]

Hey, I was a wannabe-rebel street artist long before I was a starship captain. I lay off the juice when he's around, and I never pressure him, but he doesn't ask me to change.