The MiddleArtist [Open!]

[wendy-watson.livejournal.com]

Wendy Watson had been lucky enough to find canvas, an easel, and some paints in the weapons and possessions locker earlier. She hadn't thought to look for them earlier, but after having gotten curious...well, the surprise was definitely a pleasant one. Especially since the few times she'd tried to paint something in the Sensorium, she hadn't been able to leave with her art. Such was the nature of holograms and the like, you know.

Currently, Wendy was seated in a corner of the Obs Deck, her back to everyone, painting. It was clear she was nearly finished with her work, and it was clear that the work of art - if one could call it that - that she was working on a was a close approximation of a yeerk. There was a half-smile on her face - more from the fact that she was painting again than from the fact that she was proud of her painting, although the pop-arty nature of her latest work certainly wasn't bad. Granted, Wendy wasn't sure how many people would appreciate a painting of a Yeerk.

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[cowsquirtdrinkr.livejournal.com]

"Interesting subject matter there Dubbie." The Middleman said, taking a glance at her work.

[wendy-watson.livejournal.com]

Wendy looked away from the painting, quirking up an eyebrow. There was only ONE person around here who called her Dubbie.

That she knew of.

It didn't catch on, did it?

She twirled the paintbrush in her hand and grinned at the Middleman. "Here's hoping they don't chase me into the Sensoriums just so they can create pitchforks and torches and chase after me," she said dryly. While doing paintings of the weird things she came across was normal for Wendy, she wasn't quite sure how her fellow crew members would take it.

[staturity]

Cassie wandered over to Wendy and studied the painting.

"Nice painting. What is it?""

[wendy-watson.livejournal.com]

"A Yeerk," Wendy said off-handedly as she finished off a corner of it. "Thanks," she added as she turned around to see who had complimented her. Her eyes brightened considerably behind her glasses and she bit her lip for a moment. "Lang the Conquered. How's your boyfriend?"

[staturity]

Lang the...

Cassie turned bright red. "How do you know about that?" Was Kate talking? Oh she would KILL her!

[wendy-watson.livejournal.com]

"What? About you conquering Kang? Or...was it Kang conquering you?" Yeah, she was going to have fun with those puns. "Oh, you know," she grinned, "I just do."

[staturity]

Bright. Red.

"He wasn't Kang at the time!"

[wendy-watson.livejournal.com]

"I don't know if that applies to...someone with his abilities," Wendy replied. "Not that I actually remember the arc..."

[staturity]

"Arc? Wh-" The gears in her mind started clicking. "...Comic book?"

[wendy-watson.livejournal.com]

"..." Wendy smiled brightly. "Uh. Yeah." She waved. "I'm Wendy, by the way. Wendy Watson."

[staturity]

Cassie sighed. "Well they couldn't have messed it up worse than they did in my world." Seriously, she'd read the Young Avengers comic book that had been printed in her world. It was bad.

"Cassie Lang, but you know that all ready."

[foursleeves.livejournal.com]

Spidey has been dangling on a webline over Wendy's shoulder for... five minutes? Give or take. He's been staring at the bulbous green insecty thing as if it were a magic eye drawing.

"Wow, I didn't know you could paint Larry King. Nice work capturing the jowls."

[wendy-watson.livejournal.com]

Any lesser person would have jumped at the sound of a voice suddenly speaking up behind and above her.

Thankfully, Wendy Watson wasn't any lesser person.

That doesn't mean she wasn't caught off guard though. Man, what I wouldn't give to have Spidey senses of my own. "Thanks," she said dryly, "maybe next I'll get to paint Stephen Colbert. Or, you know, you."

[foursleeves.livejournal.com]

"Many have died trying..." he replies wistfully. Course, you wouldn't be able to get him to pose without fidgeting longer than five seconds to even try painting him.

"Do you do commissions?" he asks, "I would kill for something to remind me what the Baldwins looked like before they all simultaneously let themselves go."

[wendy-watson.livejournal.com]

Wendy wouldn't even try. She was patient enough, sure, but at some point, she'd hope for some sort of cryogenic Middlegun that she could freeze him with.

She chuckled, though, and swiveled around so she was facing him. "Beyond Stephen? Not that cute. Billy had a pretty cute bottom though. My mom was an Alec fan." All of this was delivered point blank. "And it depends on how much selling out the commission requires. If I can turn the Baldwin brothers into a hunky multi-headed monster, and add in Adam Baldwin for kicks, I'm all for it."

[foursleeves.livejournal.com]

He nods vigorously, "That's basically what I had in mind. Except Adam would be fighting the hunky multi-headed monster, like Jason and the Argonauts."

[wendy-watson.livejournal.com]

Wendy chuckled. "What are you offering in return? Lessons in webswinging?"

[foursleeves.livejournal.com]

"I dunno," Peter sniffs indignantly, "It's not something that just anyone can do. Maybe if we set up the sensoriums with a crash mat or four."

[wendy-watson.livejournal.com]

"Oh please," Wendy replied, "I'm trained by Sensei Ping and O2STK. I can handle it." It's better than SHIELD training, Spidey. Really.

[hero-sting.livejournal.com]

While Chris didn't want to interrupt the artist, he counldn't help be interested in her subject. "Nice painting. What is it?"

[wendy-watson.livejournal.com]

Wendy turned her head at the unfamiliar voice. She smiled pleasantly at Chris, twirling her paintbrush around. "Thanks," she said. "It's a Yeerk. It - actually, the Yeerk species as a whole - attacked us awhile back and took control of some of us. It...wasn't pleasant." She held out a hand. "I'm Wendy, by the way. Wendy Watson."

[hero-sting.livejournal.com]

Out of the back of Chris' mind he wondered how many people were on this ship... A question for another time. "So that's a Yeerk... I've heard a little about that on the comms. I'm Chris Ramirez."

He took Wendy's offered hand. "Nice to meet you Wendy."

[wendy-watson.livejournal.com]

"Nice to meet you too, Chris," she said. "Yeah. It was pretty bad. I heard there's a trial going on, but I wasn't really involved in the whole Yeerk thing. Thankfully."

[hero-sting.livejournal.com]

Chris nodded. "Same here. Before I arrived on the ship, anyway. You're quite a painter. I'm more of the security detail."

[wendy-watson.livejournal.com]

"I'm an artist," Wendy explained. "By nature. Except recently where I worked for...a temp agency." She smiled. "Who fights evil so you don't have to. Well...not you specifically. But you know what I mean. Are those your duties here? Security?"