driftfleet | Let's Not Mention the Flaming Blanket Incident

Who: Katie and You (Yes You)
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: Iskaulit
When: Eh, now

[She actually got her memory back a bit over a week ago, but between the instability of her magic on re-awakening and the messing around with souls that followed, it's just been safer to keep a low profile. For everyone else, that is. There's nightmares in that thar mist for the accidentally enchanted. (And also, a question answered: if she dies here, she stays here in her entirety. Her fae soul is trapped, too. Which... is vaguely irritating, but to be honest she's a little relieved about it.)

So she's kept herself busy locked away in one of the Iskaulit's rooms and a selection of paints, following through on the idle joke she had with Crowley months ago. Painting is good therapy!

...so's vandalism.]

[Video]

[It's first person handy cam! Heading down a corridor towards a door.]

It's come to my attention that I somehow missed talking to our lovely hosts a few weeks ago! That's a shame. I wouldn't have minded snogging one or the other. I've decided to take out my remorse about it on a few walls. I do hope nobody was using this room for anything else beforehand--

Ah. Here you go.

[The door is flung wide to show a freshly-painted, extremely flattering painting of Carmen and Chase, taking up one wall of this room and painted in an assortment of complementary pastels.]

Do you like it? It's not quite finished yet. [She puts the comm down facing the wall and leans into view for a moment, hair swinging, to wave gaily at the camera.] Just hold on a moment...

[Aaand she's gone.

And then there's the godawful scrape of a large metal container being dragged across the floor until she manages to get it into view of the camera: an industrial size bin full to overflowing with rotting fruit and other assorted trash she's scavenged from all over the place.]

That's better.

Would anyone like to practice their aim?

[I am a responsible Captain.]