Characters : Wolfram and anyone on the Fiertia
Content : Wolfram feels the halls of the ship are too dull and therefore seeks to remedy this problem
Setting : the corridors of the Fierita
Time : Some time soon after amicus
Warnings : flamings [ literally, i mean FIRE ] may occur, watch your words
Wolfram glared at the emptiness of the walls It was a shame. There was no life whatsoever. 'These people live like animals,' Wolfram thought to himself. It was unfathomable to him to live anywhere that lacked ambiance. Of course, he admitted to himself, this was a military ship and thus wouldn't be expected to have trivial paintings of puppies, flowers and sunshine hanging about, but a portrait or two wouldn't hurt. Maybe even a ship....
His mind wandered with ideas, and nodding abruptly he straightened his cravat and disappeared into his room. After rummaging about for several minutes he returned, arms full of framed canvases ranging from small to large. He had to get to work.
' i suppose it would be best to start with the largest hallway,' He mumbled to himself, and marched proudly on his way.