catch-all.

[merced]

WHO: Aranea Highwind + select individuals
WHERE: New Amsterdam
WHEN: OOC: February | IC: September 16 - 30.
WHAT: February catch-all!
NOTES OR WARNINGS: n/a for now - will edit if needed.

If you'd like to plot something / for me to write you a starter, feel free to hit me up via PM to this account!

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[saviorexe]

[He recognizes that wince as pain from sitting and standing, or any mode of movement that either adds or releases tension too quickly around an injury. Never mind being a caretaker android; Markus is suffering from that himself, and his own attempt at sitting is careful and slow, jaw going tight.

They’re just a couple of elderly people, these two.

Still, he can’t help but sound amused.]

It isn’t as ominous as it sounds, I promise. [Gesturing at her cast-] I can paint on it — digitally. Whatever you want.

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Yeah?

[ A slow smile creeps across her expression. ]

You any good?

[ The fact that the muscles in his jaw seem to fold when he sits down goes unremarked upon by Aranea, but not unnoticed. Pain is a private thing, or so she's always thought, and his isn't intruded upon. ]

[saviorexe]

[He grins, looking at her and raising brow.]

I hope so, otherwise someone needs to give me a reality check.

[Especially given the circles he runs in.

Now that he’s seated, the ache is happy to reside in the background, and Markus continues.]

The advantage of VR means that if you hate it, you can delete it. I promise I won’t take too much offense.

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I'll hold you to it.

[ Just kidding. No way she'll erase whatever it is. ]

Just make it cool.

[ She rubs at the shorn hair at the nape of her neck, just a little. Part of her enjoys the idea of an artist plying his trade on some part of her, as per her aforementioned appreciation of pretty things. Part of her is almost a bit flustered, as if this is somehow breaking her intention to hold most things at arm's length, because even if it isn't indelible, it feels like it should be. Technology of this level wasn't available in Eos, after all.

On the other hand (the third hand?) - if it's cool, it's okay. That's, like, a law or something. ]

[saviorexe]

[“Make it cool”. The weak point of every artist: the inability to know what her version of ‘cool’ might be.

He laughs faintly, though it’s cut short by the way it makes his side pang with an ache.]

A cool what, though? You get to pick the subject matter.