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Last time she saw artwork was down on the city levels. Now Kate was jogging around where she could in between being schlooped to different locations by the ship. This time she was around one of the top levels, and found herself in the art hall after jogging along the lit up pusticles leading the way to it.

She came to a stop, and stared around. These paintings were seriously creepy, and what's with the sculpture?

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Scorpius is also taking in the sights. Much can be discerned about a species' psychology if you understand their art.

But, of course, much of this seems to be gathered from different worlds.

He glances at the human present, but does not greet her.

All right, dress-wise, not that weird in comparison with people at home. But black leather? That doesn't bode well usually. And whoever he was, there was an air of creepiness about him.

She glanced back at him, and then walked closer to a painting.

"Are you here to take in the artistic value of this location? Or are you simply lost?"

Well, what do you know? He speaks!

Astounding!

"The first, and no, I was on the tour with Cybil so I knew this was here. Just comparing it with the statues I came across in the city."

He nods. "To what end?"

He seems to speak in a British accent. What's up with that?

She's from New York, a lot of people sound like they're from somewhere else. So the accent was noticed, but she didn't dwell on it.

"Well, there were more works from Earth down there. And the statues had switches. This sculpture doesn't seem to though." She went to stand closer, and it swirled to form one of her in her Hawkeye costume, and her teammates standing heroic together.

"...What. All right, is this the ship's doing?"

"Interesting clothing. I don't believe most on Earth wear such clothing..."

Mixed emotions flickered across her face as she stared back at the sculpture. She missed her friends, her home, and this just reminded her more of it.

"Yeah, on mine? Some do."

"I see. Is it simply a fashion choice, or does it represent something... else?"

The sculpture now showed her firing a bow, still in costume.

Kate glanced back at him, "Something else. Guessing they don't have superheroes where you come from."

He shakes his head. "I'm afraid that term doesn't translate. What are they?"

"People who fight crime and saves lives undercover in a costume. A lot have powers, but it's not a requirement." And shouldn't be in her opinion even though sometimes she got flak for lacking them. Even with all of her fighting skills.

"Separate from the police? You seem to have a great deal of crime."

Sam, once again, eventually found himself back in the art hall surrounded by all the creeped-out paintings and bizarre statues--including a particular black obelisk--that had weirded out him and Leela earlier. He moved around the hall, keeping his distance from the offending obelisk, and spotted one of the dark-haired girls from Rommie's little 'tour.'

"Pretty, huh?" His sarcasm more than evident in his tone. "Kinda makes ya feel like you're walking around in a Hellraiser movie."

"Never saw it, but some of my friends did." She turned toward him.

Kate added, "Did that movie make you feel like puking too? Because this so-called art definitely does."

"No, it didn't," Sam said, rubbing the back of his neck. "Actually, it scared the shit out of me," he confessed with a rather embarrassed smile. "It didn't help when my brother told me Pinhead lived under the hood of my dad's car... For weeks, Dad had to force me into the backseat every time we had to go somewhere."

Rueful smile back as she walked over, adjusting her bow on her back. "Guess I should be lucky my sister's not that bad. Just the usual monsters under the bed when I was really little. Our parents wouldn't let us watch anything that scary anyway."

"Yeah, well," Sam said, averting his eyes for a moment to look over the room full of statues. "Dad kinda saw 'em as 'training videos.'"

Kate followed his gaze to the statues, and walked closer to peer at them.

"Training videos? To do what? You fight monsters back home?"

"Yeah, pretty much," he said, watching her walk for a moment, forcing his gaze upward again before she turned around and busted him. "Monsters, demons, ghosts...the occasional family of rednecks that like to hunt people for sport..."

She either be amused, or would indeed punch him. As it was, she was peering at the statues more, and one changed to resemble her with her teammates in heroic poses.

"No aliens or supervillains to round it out?"

"No, not exactly," he answered, hesitating for a moment before stepping forward to join her near the obelisk. In a matter of seconds, it shifted into the image of Sam. He was standing in front of a woman with his gun aimed at her chest, both of them appeared to be crying.

He swallowed a lump in his throat and turned away from the image, folding his arms over his chest. "What about you?"

Kate's blue eyes widened at that, and her head whipped around to face him.

"Aliens and supervillains..." The obelisk changed again, and now she was punching another hero. She glanced back at it, and frowned.

"...Mostly." Had to be from during the war.

Sam looked over at the obelisk once it had changed again, his eyebrow arching in impressed surprise at the image of the Kate punching someone else. "Niiice," he said, just before the obelisk shifted again. Once it was finished, Sam jumped back in uneasy fear. Looking back at him was none other than Ronald McDonald. "Ok, that's not funny!" Sam spat out, holding up a finger as if scolding the annoying statue.

"That wasn't nice, long story, involved a war," Kate shook her head, and then blinked at the change. What's wrong with him?

"...Ok, excuse the pun, but what's your beef with the golden arch guy?"

The statue just changed again, and now it was a giant hulking man that was holding a disarmed Hawkeye Kate in one of his beefy hands, dangling her with a grin. She scowled, and her hands tightened into fists.

"Does this thing have to do bio highlights?"