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delincuente) wrote in
driftfleet2016-03-28 04:23 pm
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it's art time byotches
Who: Alex Russo and YOU
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Action: The art studio on the Iskaulit
When: Pre-moon
[After several weeks of getting her big project together, it's finally the day Alex has been working towards - her art therapy studio is finished! It's a long room with white walls and a high, industrial ceiling. Along one wall are open shelves of supplies and wide basin sinks, while the other features large windows looking out on space. Several large easels are set up, as well as some tables and stools. Whatever kind of art it is you want to do, the room seems to be stocked for it - whatever you're looking for just seems to show up somewhere among the items, and paint and cleaning supplies never seem to run out. Of course, no charm is perfect. Depending on what's on your mind, you may find a cheeseburger or a roll of fake cash instead. The room has a few other quirks as well, like a self-cleaning floor and lighting that adjusts to your preference as soon as you feel you need it to. Half the work was in getting actual supplies together, but Alex spent a fair amount of time charming the hell out of it as well.
The wizard herself can be found around the studio throughout the day, working on a small painting in one corner. Part of it seems to consist of skyscrapers, in all sorts of rainbow colors, while other parts look like a bright nebula, reaching down in between the buildings. She'll be waving to people that come in, trying to be outgoing and pleasant for once, but for the most part she'll be absorbed in her own work.
Come on in and throw some paint around! Everyone is welcome.]
Broadcast: Nope
Action: The art studio on the Iskaulit
When: Pre-moon
[After several weeks of getting her big project together, it's finally the day Alex has been working towards - her art therapy studio is finished! It's a long room with white walls and a high, industrial ceiling. Along one wall are open shelves of supplies and wide basin sinks, while the other features large windows looking out on space. Several large easels are set up, as well as some tables and stools. Whatever kind of art it is you want to do, the room seems to be stocked for it - whatever you're looking for just seems to show up somewhere among the items, and paint and cleaning supplies never seem to run out. Of course, no charm is perfect. Depending on what's on your mind, you may find a cheeseburger or a roll of fake cash instead. The room has a few other quirks as well, like a self-cleaning floor and lighting that adjusts to your preference as soon as you feel you need it to. Half the work was in getting actual supplies together, but Alex spent a fair amount of time charming the hell out of it as well.
The wizard herself can be found around the studio throughout the day, working on a small painting in one corner. Part of it seems to consist of skyscrapers, in all sorts of rainbow colors, while other parts look like a bright nebula, reaching down in between the buildings. She'll be waving to people that come in, trying to be outgoing and pleasant for once, but for the most part she'll be absorbed in her own work.
Come on in and throw some paint around! Everyone is welcome.]

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[So he'll be stepping in, carrying a package wrapped in fairly plain paper. Looking around...wow. He wasn't adept at sensing magic, but between the Order and Paradisa he had lived among magic to long enough to know its handiwork. That old tug in one's mind of knowing something isn't quite logical or even possible in its existence. This place definitely gave off that feeling as he took it in, and it made him smile some. Maybe he has missed the constant presence of magic more than he realized]
[But he came here for Alex, so once he's done looking around, he'll focus on that. He'll approach her, smiling]
This looks wonderful, Alex.
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yikes sorry about the delay
it's fine!
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Dude, this looks stellar! How'd you get all this stuff?
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Entering the studio, he doesn't want to stray too far from the door. He's young and uncertain and doesn't have much of a presence on his own. His eyes are drawn to paint that's waiting to be used, though. There's one shade of purple in particular that really snags his attention.]
Hi?
[His voice is a tiny squeak. He tries again, still nervous:]
Uhm, hello? Is this the... art... the art therapy... place? Studio? Studio place?
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But now, there she is. And really, there's no time like the present. The concept of the studio is of interest to him as well. So after a moment of inertia, he steps inside.]
This is quite the space.
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