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[inneedofasmoke]

[Luger has not been seen for a long time. This is disturbing because of the fact that no one knows what exactly he might have been up to during all that time.]

heheheheh[However, in some distant part of the Chalice, laughter rings out - not crazed laughter, not evil laughter... but... perverse and amused at someone else's misfortune. For those

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[howling_alone]

[A tap tap tapping of what can only be assumed to be a boot is heard behind Luger.] Enjoying yourself, Luger?

[inneedofasmoke]

Ah, if it isn't the eisen-jaeger.

[Luger waves uncaring as he continues his work.]

I'll sell whatever you want here for a box of cigarettes, or enough money to afford one.

[howling_alone]

How about I give you 5 packs and you stop drawing this shit at once? Seriously, Luger, they're you're damn ship-mates, not people that you can exploit just because you need a fix...

[inneedofasmoke]

[Luger gives Alexei a flat look as he calmly grabbed a few papers, rolled them up and prodded the LINX in the nose. Repeatedly.]

Nope. Nein. No way whatsoever. You say that as if it matters eisen-jaeger, aren't we all using each other in the end?

[He merely sits his ass back down and gets to drawing again.]

Nobody else has complained. Maybe neither should you.

[fermionprincess]

What detail, what technique! Sir Luger, you never cease to amaze with your unending well of talents!

[inneedofasmoke]

What can I say mein freund, I have hands - I must use them.

Also, can you hold still for a moment? I want to make sure I got your face onto paper correctly.

[Luger seems to look at Alessandra's face rather intently.]

[fermionprincess]

Who might this person be? There is a certain familiarity, but I do not recall the particular individual being so well-endowed... nor naked, most of the time that is!

Ohh? Are you willing to immortalize me on paper? I would be honored!

[inneedofasmoke]

Oh just that living statue of ice that left with her husband, nobody really important.

[He waves his hand lazily and moves onto more important matters.]

Wundebar! Now just keep that expression...

[Luger seems to grab some unfinished work off the side and making several adjustments to it whilst keeping his cycloptic vision on the Champion of House Conesco. After a minute or so of frantic scratching he seems to have gotten what he needed.]

Ahhaha! Better! Much better! Tell me... what do you think?

[And he unveils his work... Well Alessandra... you have been put to paper. That confident look on your face is there, and the proportions are ... somewhat right... if generous. But what is it you are wearing? Odd...]

[Those with better knowledge would realize that Alessandra is decked out like a BDSM queen, complete with a pair of familiar generic looking Gimps at her feet.]

Zabine getting into weird stuff again

[blackguard_x2]

*?!* Zabine thought he was in a dream, or maybe a not-so secure asylum. He looked around seeing these art of ...

No words. But it convinced him to look around and find the source of the art, and the laughter.

Dammit Zabine! Check the expiry dates on your food next time!

[inneedofasmoke]

[And you find it, its your fellow mono-eyed pilot... thankfully less disgusting in appearance than usual and more... disgusting in deeds. There are piles of the drawings everywhere. Some light and not too shocking while others... they would be heart attack inducing, and not just to old people.]

Welcome to my humble little werkstatt. Payment will be in cigarettes or money to buy them with.

[blackguard_x2]

"You, you're doing this? What's going on?!"

[inneedofasmoke]

Work. WORK is going on. I'm low on cigarettes and I need money for them.

[He says this in a deadly serious manner, as if drawing smut was in fact, SRS BSNS.]

[turningyaponese]

[[Gainer, for sure, has nothing to worry about. How would HE of all people be the basis for any sort of pornographic art.

Adette, however... Well... she's not the most moral-driven lady on the ship. And that bust measurement...

He's looking for anything that might be her... or Cynthia on the wall.]]

...They're not even quality drawings...

[inneedofasmoke]

What? You actually thought I'd be some... what'shisnamelo or something?

[He moves his hand back and forth annoyingly.]

I only put as much quality as I need. Now's there something you wanna get? Or pay me to draw?

[turningyaponese]

What... Were you trying to say Michelangelo or Picasso?

No, I'm making sure you didn't draw someone... I'm not interested in this kind of stuff anyway.

[[Art, no. Photographs... well... those are stashed somewhere in his room...]]

[inneedofasmoke]

Suuure... lets go with that.

[He didn't even say WHICH ONE!]

And if you want to make sure, why don't you go looking through? I'm pretty sure you'll find something you'll like.

[infinite_prince]

[Charles seems to have found some art of himself.]

I...

[Whimpering.]

[inneedofasmoke]

Heheheh. Madchen would probably want to keep that one under her pillow for late nights.

[He was teasing of course. Most of that art of Charl seemed to show him in rather 'submissive' postures. Some even implying IS!Laura's presence.]

[infinite_prince]

H-how many of me...did you make...

[inneedofasmoke]

Not that many. I'm trying to keep my subject to women... but I made enough to get Madchen flustered when she looks at the ceiling of her room.

[Enough to plaster a section of ceiling... not good.]