24th Confession [Partially Accidental Video/Action]

[not_a_bluesbro]

Ow, ow, ow, ow!!!

[This morning is starting off excellently, Wolfwood. Just peachy.

Ugh, what a headache. What a bodyache. They didn't have to be so rude about kidnapping him. Once the drugs have started to wear off and he can walk in a straight line, he'll retrieve the journal slung open against a tree and speak up into it, now that he notes it's

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[tehoniongirl]

[Once he actually heads back for 'home,' he mind find a certain artist sitting on the steps of the community housing building. Not that she's drawing at the moment. She just felt like being outside and people watching a bit.

Somehow she's only ever seen him in passing...but there's a flicker of recognition followed by a smile after it registers. The ghost. Right.]

Hey...haven't seen you around in awhile.

[at least she's not blue anymore.]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Yeah, the lack of blue almost loses him, but he snaps his fingers at that anyway.]

The girl by the water! How're you doing, now that you're a normal skin color?

[tehoniongirl]

Decidedly less interesting. [grinning] Not that I'm complaining.

You look a little less translucent, too.

[not_a_bluesbro]

Thank the Lord, too. I'm not a big fan of being a spook.

[Then again, that last event was more annoying, huh.]

I'd rather be less interesting than what half these shifts do.

[tehoniongirl]

They do have a way of knowing exactly how to get under our skin.

[her head tilts] So...have I just been spending way too much time on those paintings, or have you really been gone for awhile?

[not_a_bluesbro]

I've been gone for a little over a week-not my track record, but still pretty damn annoying nonetheless. [sigh; but hey-painting!] You've managed to keep yourself occupied, then? I didn't know you were a painter.

[tehoniongirl]

[there's a laugh, and she holds up a hand to display the brightly colored specks that have wedged themselves under her nails and in the creases of her knuckles. A closer look might show that there are spatters in her hair, as well.]

Hazard of the trade, I'm afraid.

Normally I do more than just stay in my room, but I had one of those ideas that just won't let you go.

[not_a_bluesbro]

And what idea was this?

You can't leave it at that.

[tehoniongirl]

[a laugh] Nothing that fascinating.

[her head tilts slightly, her voice getting a little more thoughtful] Those dreams we had at the end of the last experiment... [a pause] before they got terrible.

Seeing my home in a dream was like...seeing it for the first time. And it made everything seem a bit stranger.

I wanted to try and paint it. The way someone from here might look at my city if they'd never seen it before.

[a smile] It's a little silly, maybe...but it kept me busy.

[not_a_bluesbro]

[... huh.]

You painted home on your walls, huh? Never heard of someone doing that yet...

[tehoniongirl]

[a laugh] Well, this time I was painting on canvases. But I did that for Archie....painting a bit of his home in his apartment. And it's not a terrible idea.

Murals are just tiring. They make my shoulders hurt.

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Awwww, he was having fun picturing it, too.]

Murals are great, though! There weren't any back home, anyway.

... probably kept getting blown up every time someone tried, I gotta imagine.

[tehoniongirl]

[...that face]

Maybe I'll give it a try.

[not_a_bluesbro]

That's the spirit! Besides, with how much time we have around here, it'd be good to have a big, aggravating project to slack on, huh?

[tehoniongirl]

[a grin] Exactly. It's better to be busy.

[have a head tilt, Wolfwood] How do you handle it, then? All the free time?

[not_a_bluesbro]

Hmm. Poke fun at friends who deserve it, drink, try and learn from the spirits, maybe play a game of darts. I've had enough excitement from home that I don't need much here-I guess I tend to be a little boring.