I'll paint the walls some more... (Active, Open)

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Characters:  Rapunzel, anyone!
Time:  One of the many January 5ths
Location:  Anywhere in the Blackstone Hotel
Content:  Rapunzel will NEVER RUN OUT OF WALLS TO PAINT!  A new canvas every day!
Format: Prose
Warnings:  none?

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[doomedtheworld]

Well, this was something new.

Vin walked through the Blackstone's hallways, staring at the apparently randomly spawning paintings covering the walls. It was fairly easy to track the painter, going simply by how fresh the paint was Vin had soon picked up the trail and followed it to its source.

What she hadn't expected was for the source to be Rapunzel, hanging by her hair from the lights and painting the ceiling.

"What are you doing?" She asked, standing beneath the improvised scaffolding but enough to the side to avoid any stray paint drops.

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"Painting!" she said simply, since that was obvious. It had taken her days to finally broach the subject on any surface, but if Rapunzel couldn't see the floating lights, she was going to make them come to her in at least a pale shadow of their beauty. It had been the first birthday she hadn't seen them at least from a distance.

The ceiling was now mostly covered in dark blues, and with a cheery, "Hello, Vin!" as she swung past the other young woman, she began working in yellow glows on the corner that was closest to dry. Those who didn't know might assume them stars, as Mother had tried to, but Rapunzel knew what they were.

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"I can see that much." Vin remarked dryly, stepping aside as Rapunzel swung past her on a line of hair. For whatever reason, she didn't question Rapunzel's chosen mode of transportation, since... well, it sort of made sense. Instead, she followed just behind, eying the strange designs on the walls. "Why are you doing it on the walls though?"

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"Why wouldn't I do it on the walls?" she asked Vin with genuine bewilderment, going on to explain. "My tower was covered in paintings. It was hard to find any room to spare on them for new paintings! Here, they disappear every day."

This entire room, walls and ceiling was to be devoted to the floating lights, just for today. It wasn't as if it would bother the tower's other inhabitants for long, and if she'd missed what ought to have been the most important day of her life by winding up in Chicago, Rapunzel had to do something to keep from losing heart.

Half the ceiling was now consistently dotted with rough depictions of the floating lights. Lowering herself down next to Vin, she surveyed her work and inquired eagerly, "Do you think I could get smaller magic lights like the flameless ones on the walls?"

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"Because they're... the walls." That... was actually the best reason Vin could think of as she looked around at the paintings. Why not paint on the walls? People painted on canvases then hung them on the walls so what was the difference? "Actually, nevermind. I guess there's no reason not to."

Vin stepped closer to the wall to get a closer look at the picture. She'd never had much time for art but the tapestries and portraits she had seen at balls and in the palace after the Collapse had at least let her appreciate it. Lights floating in the night sky, like the stars that were said to hang above the impenetrable, swirling mists of her home. Vin decided she liked the paintings better than the normal walls anyway.

"I'm sure you can but they only seem to work when they're attached to one of those." Vin answered, pointing upwards at the light fixture Rapunzel had been hanging from a moment ago.