Twenty-Fifth Link.

[colorbymemory]

Almost done.

[Why, yes, that is Namine with a black Sharpie marker. Looks like she found something to write/draw with, but really, is the wall between the staircase entrance and elevator on the fourth deck a good place for that? It's not even a very nice drawing, just a big frowny face from the look of it.

She seems pretty intent on her work, though. Normally, she tries to take everything on the SoL in stride, but having her movement restricted AND one of her main coping mechanisms taken away seems to be taking its toll. To the point at which she's given up using even subtle methods of protest/fighting back.

Finished, she looks up and finally seems to notice she's live on Cambot. Apparently she hadn't meant to make this public.]

Cambot! I thought I said no recording.

[She reaches to turn him off, but he floats away. Time for a rare Namine scowl. Anyone who looks closely, though, might notice that her hair has some blond tint to it, and her eyes are a pale, pale blue.]

Comments

[halfdarkened]

[He smiles, giving a slight shrug.] I could be your gofer.

[For most people's sanity it's probably best he doesn't mar the walls.

Her smile makes him smile slightly.]

I'll keep that in mind for the next time I want to call a meeting.

[He'd think there was another doppleganger week!]

[colorbymemory]

That would help a lot, but you could paint a little, too.

[It's the thought that counts, Riku. Trust her on this.]

Cambot would help you let everyone know.

[He really would.]

[halfdarkened]

Well... Maybe. Only if you're there to fix my mistakes.

[The thought is that he doesn't want people's eyes to bleed, but he'll trust her.]

[Cambot pans up and down in a nod.]

I think just a Cambot announcement would do and I'll forego getting up early.

[colorbymemory]

Of course. We can help each other.

[That's a good thought, but what about wanting to paint something nice?]

[Cambot is so helpful that way.]

It would.

[halfdarkened]

That'd be great. ...You could show me your best techniques.

[That's why he'd leave most of it to her, so painting something nice would actually happen.

He looks like he realized something.]

Hey... Maybe we could paint something in that little 7-foot hallway on the way to the nature deck.

[colorbymemory]

I don't know if I'd call them techniques.

[Namine tends to just draw what comes to mind. Practice has helped her, along with a sense of what looks right. Anyway, it's more about heart than skill]

We could, though that wouldn't cover up any of the faces.