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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[wendy-watson.livejournal.com]

"..." Wendy licked her lips. "I really shouldn't tell you anything that you shouldn't know anyway, Cassie, as much as you want to know, or as much as I might want to tell you. That might mess you up, and for all I know, the ship will mindwipe me or something. We don't want either possibility happening."

[staturity]

"Yeah. Right." Cassie nodded. "So uh... painting a Yeerk because of the Yeerk trial?" Hello abrupt conversation change! How are you?

[wendy-watson.livejournal.com]

"Not exactly," Wendy said, taking the conversation change in stride. "More because it's the most recent big nasty we've come across...and I have a thing for painting the big nasties after, you know, encountering them." Wendy shrugs. "It's a thing I do."

[staturity]

"You paint the bad guys you fight? Like some sort of collection?" It... sort of made sense in a weird way.

[wendy-watson.livejournal.com]

"Catharsis and memories. And, you know, because it's some great, pop-arty work."

[staturity]

"Do you do this often? How many times do you fight someone? Any powers?"