Lazylog for Prefect and Barron Sharpe. Some FINE DECORATION.
[Prefect swayed unsteadily out into the corridor to where Barron was waiting, and with a manly heave, he put down the large pot of orange paint.]
All right, Comrade, that's all the paint. And now. We will perform a service, for the Barge. As a Warden and inmate. Collaborative project. Task. Thing ( Read more... )
All right, Comrade, that's all the paint. And now. We will perform a service, for the Barge. As a Warden and inmate. Collaborative project. Task. Thing ( Read more... )
You're an amazing warden. [Barron said, deadpan. He was only half joking.] This is going to be great.
[Barron paused, examining the wall. He knew what it needed.] You know what sucks, Prefect? Culturally relativity. Yeah.
[Barron nodded to himself, taking a second before continuing. The ground swaying like that was really unfortunate.] Cultural relativity. That's the one. We need to paint stuff that everyone will know.
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And you're the best inmate, Comrade. [Never mind that post he made about BAWWW WHY IS MY INMATE SO DUMB.]
What's culture relativity? Is it... [Pause. Think hard.] ...Something about... science?
[He does give a solemn nod to that whole painting things that everyone knows bit though.] People will need to understand it.
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[He sighed. Life was so hard sometimes. Especially when faced with his very nice gloves and the risk of getting very orange paint all over them.]
We should draw the Admiral. Everyone knows him. He's like Santa. [Barron looked at the wall seriously. The Admiral would need a suit. He seemed like a suit kind of guy.]
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[He wiggles his fingers. It's good not to be wearing gloves.]
We should draw some wardens as well. Wardens and inmates.
[Pause.]
We should draw ourselves, Comrade.
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You're right though. We need wardens. With their inmates. [Barron looked at the wall.] Like that green girl. Everyone knows her.
[Barron paused.] You can draw us, I guess. [It wouldn't be like anyone would recognize them anyway.]
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[At the mention of Shego, Prefect brightened considerably, seeming to forget the hand sex problem!] Yes! And Captain Kirk! We could paint them both! And... Arthas!
[Wait. Barron and Arthas.]
No, Not Arthas. We should paint O'Brien though, he'll get lonely if we don't.
[Feeling bold, Prefect bent down to pop open a tin of Barron coloured paint, before dipping his paintbrush into it, and moving to begin his work!]
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[Barron watched Prefect painting for a second, before grabbing a paintbrush and dipping into the orange. He started to paint a rough cat shape on the wall.]
And by the way, it's not having sex with your hands. It's like being naked.
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But you do hand magic on people all the time. Is that like... you're touching them inappropriately?
[La la la Barron, there's a vague, Barron-y shape on the wall now. He should really have gloves. Prefect moves to swap to a different colour of paint.]
Whose cat is that?
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No, that's different. It's just different. [He sighed. Dealing with barge people was hard.]
And this is the cat that that guy ate. I'm going to add some blood. Then you'll be able to tell. [Hopefully. He should probably draw the person eating it as well. As a kind of tribute.]
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How is that different, Comrade? [...Actually, now that he thought of it.] Anyway, didn't you hold my hand in order to make me fall in love with you? That is definitely inappropriate.
Hm. I wonder why all the Animals on the Barge are either evil or victims of evil. [Wait. Illustrating Animal cruelty probably wasn't a great thing for Barron to be doing...]
Wait, Comrade! No! Don't draw a cat getting eaten! Draw it doing something else, like hanging out with the shark.
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That was during a flood. That doesn't count. And probably didn't happen. You might have made it up. [Barron doubted it, but he sounded sure when he said it.]
[Although, thinking about it, Prefect wasn't really that bad of a warden. In the spirit of compromise, Barron gave the person who he'd started painting that was eating the cat a shark head. That counted as compromise, right?]
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[Barron could be holding his hand, Prefect decided. That was the least threatening culmination that the drawing could take. So he set about adding himself to the painting, holding Barron's hand.]
It definitely did happen. There's... a post on the journals, after the flood ended, of me trying to work out why you're pretending our three month relationship no longer happened. [Prefect paused briefly, and glanced at Barron's painting. That was pretty good, actually. The shark head muddied the issue of what was happening enough that people might think it was an imaginary scene.]
Did you ever do that to someone in real life, Comrade?
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Yeah, I might look it up. [Barron could say that safely, considering at the moment he would actually remember to look it up without writing it down. Maybe. Depending on how much gin he had had, which was quite a bit.]
That? [Barron looked at the shark headed man. Well, it would be possible, but not even Cassel would be stupid enough to agree to that.] No. That wouldn't happen.
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[With a flourish, Prefect completed his beautiful drawing of himself, holding Barron's hand.] Do you ever miss your family while you're here, Comrade?
[Carefully, Prefect began to paint a bright green slogan for a Factory brand of Cola.]
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[Barron did look slightly taken aback by the mention of his family.] Well, yeah. Philip and that. And my mother would be out of prison by now. The fact that they probably have no idea where I am is-
[He just shook his head. It wasn't good. It felt a little too much like ditching them.]
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[Pause. Well. Arthas probably would have. Prefect finishes his logo, then feels a spasm of guilt and quickly paints over it. It can just be a really big painting of Shego's face.]
You know... [Prefect offers, reassuringly,] ...time doesn't always go the same back home as it does here. If you graduate, then you can go back and nothing will have changed at all!
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