[ 6. You open the door and find yourself inside an art studio. The door vanishes behind you; in front of you, there is a canvas, and beyond that, there is a space for a model to strike a pose. One of you must paint the other, using paints in very specific shades. Once the painting is finished, you both find yourselves back out in the hallway, disoriented. Only four minutes have passed, but the subject of the painting will find themselves overwhelmed by the emotions corresponding to the colors they were painted with for half an hour after emerging from the room.
stepping inside, tsuru just looks around the room before settling his attention on lup. ]
Don't get ahead of yourself, I'm sure it's waiting.
[she squints at him... and then starts putting paint on her little artist thing. she's using sky (regret), rust (fragility) and some accent strokes of carnelian (passion) which, y'know, should be a fun combination.]
What do you think of these? [showing him her palette.] More, less, different?
You are hard to paint, you're like two colors. [she'll just draw designs on his outfit that look like cranes or something in like... copper (confidence) and scarlet (courage) just for a real fuck you of a mix of colors. she doesn't know!]
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week 1, monday
stepping inside, tsuru just looks around the room before settling his attention on lup. ]
Art...?
no subject
[she repeats, glancing back at him.] Uhhh, how good are you at painting?
no subject
[ a solemn nod. ]
no subject
I suck. For honesty's sake!
no subject
[ it sounds funny ]
no subject
[she agrees! she'll go flop down.]
no subject
This one seems less horrible than other doors.
no subject
[she squints at him... and then starts putting paint on her little artist thing. she's using sky (regret), rust (fragility) and some accent strokes of carnelian (passion) which, y'know, should be a fun combination.]
What do you think of these? [showing him her palette.] More, less, different?
no subject
but he just nods his head, because he has no other reason not to. ]
Maybe... slightly more? To make it stand out.
no subject
You are hard to paint, you're like two colors. [she'll just draw designs on his outfit that look like cranes or something in like... copper (confidence) and scarlet (courage) just for a real fuck you of a mix of colors. she doesn't know!]
no subject
[ he has an aesthetic to maintain ]
But you can have creative liberty.
no subject
[and she'll start painting, peeking at him every so often.]
no subject
no subject
she eventually manages to finish the picture of him - it's... it's bad. but it resembles a person! kind of!]
no subject
It looks just like me.
no subject
no subject
But if we can, we should hang it somewhere in public.