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[indigoblueberry]

It was stupid, she had to admit, but Indigo had been avoiding most of the crew since the whole mess with the Spacewalk. Many of them hadn't heard of the incident, many didn't know the place existed. Which suited her damaged pride just fine. However, she still remembered, and the embarrassment still hadn't faded

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[governmentninja]

"...Painting?"

That hadn't been something he expected to see when he found her.

[indigoblueberry]

She looks back. She doesn't have to, her sensors told her that he was approaching when he was within a hundred yards of her. But it's still polite to at least look at someone when you're speaking to them.

"Painting." She swirls the brush in the discolored cup of water, trying to dislodge some of the yellow. "I find it soothing. Of course, paints are a little difficult to come by around here. The local arts and crafts store hasn't had a delivery in years."

[governmentninja]

Admittedly, he never expected an android to use the word 'soothing' to describe an activity, but he's learned never to be surprised by this ship.

"I guess no one thought to pick any last shore leave," he mused. "You should put it on the list for the next one."

But small talk aside, he did have business with her.

"I've been going over the reports from when you first repaired the spacewalk. Care to explain what happened?"

[indigoblueberry]

Ah. She should have guessed that he'd eventually question her about that. "I did turn in a report." A very detailed one. Meticulously detailed

this OK?

[foreseen_future]

"I like the colors...especially the bright ones."

It's fine.

[indigoblueberry]

Indigo blinks and looks back, then focuses on the painting again, trying to trace a swath of color that flashes in reality for only a second. "I thought it looked nice."

[foreseen_future]

Nura comes up from behind, her high-heels making clack clack noises against the floor, and her skirt lightly swishing. She's so glad she opted for a blouse today. She has on her most friendly face (possibly a part of the medication she'd been given by the doctor for her migraines) and speaks softly. "Can I have a better look?"

[indigoblueberry]

Indigo looks at her for a moment, then steps aside, gesturing for Nura to have at. She's not a very talkative one, this girl. Not at first, anyway. Give her time to warm up.

The painting itself is a mix of half-captured half-seconds in timee. There's an odd kind of aesthetic there, Indigo is not a beginner, but it's probably hard to identify.

"It's not finished yet. But I don't know if I will have a chance to finish before Stacy leaves."

[indigoblueberry]

Well, it's not like she's gone out of her way to jab things into his head.

She's been avoiding him as well, but for reasons of her own. Mainly because, while she's not quite a coward when it comes to emotions, she still doesn't like facing her own failures.

She glances back at him, then to her painting. "I like painting. It's soothing." She dabs at a bit of color there. "I'm not sure if it's particularly noteworthy, though."

[indigoblueberry]

"I find that, generally, forming relationships starts with conversation." She dips her brush in the water, to clear the paint off, and swirls it around before turning to face him.

"I think that, perhaps, both of us have failed at that." Just goes to show that, even when you take two of the most brilliant minds on the ship and put them together, they can still fail at ridiculously simple tasks.

She looks up at one of the holes in the Spacewalk, examining the energy flow in the field keeping the place pressurized. "I thought you might have been avoiding me earlier. I had hoped that you'd pay some attention to me if I made myself useful about the ship." Mapping out the vents. Repairing Spacewalk. "Of course, avoiding everyone on the ship became a little bit more of a priority after I made that mistake here."

She assumes that he already knows what happened.